Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Over the Hump

We are more than halfway through this one year remote apart from your dad. We have both done amazingly! We have had our rough days sure. And we have our rough moments amongst a sea of good ones, but look how far we've come. We have rocked it so far. I have fixed a dryer with YouTube and a little help from the landlord. I have learned to charge the battery on the truck and change the battery in my car remote. I have relit the pilot light on the fireplace and turned off the gas when I couldn't get it to work. I've used your e-dad to help fix computer issues as well.  Despite our growing independence and bad ass-ness; at least once a day we both wish he was here.

I always like the videos that moms and dads post when they have crazy writing, singing, dancing, and videographer skills. I have none of the above skills except maybe writing. And when I experience great things or rough things in life I write.  So going way back to the rough 5 hour drive to KS from OK when you were a baby and hated the carseat, screaming the whole way, I made up the song to the tune of "Are you Sleeping?":

Are we there yet, are we there yet?
Mommy dear, Mommy dear.
Mommy's ears are ringing, Gavin is a screaming
Are we there, Are we there?

This remote I wrote this song to the tune of Rihanna's 4 5 Seconds:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kt0g4dWxEBo

I think I've had enough, might be a little stuck.
Husbands on a remote, why don't I get a vote.
Military doesn't care, we're like used underwear.
Now I'm 4  5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday.
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
I swear, Calgone take me a way, ooh that's all I want.
Woke up an optimist, son was smilin' I'm positive,
then he starts talking back
hold me back I'm bout to spaz
Yeah i'm bout 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months till Friday
Why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
Oh I swear Calgone take me away, ooh that's all I want.
This is the 4th time, he's left me in 14 years,
But trust in me there
aren't enough beers.
He's just a cog in the machine
no one cares about his dreams.
When their done
they'll spit him out
at me... meeeee.
If I make it through this remote,
promise you'll buy me a boat
So I can sail away,
into my happy place.
See all of my energy, is sucked out of me.
Now i'm 4 5 seconds from crazay, and we got 5 more months til Friday
why can't he make it back home by Monday morning
oh I swear Calgone take me a way, ohh that's all I want.
4  5 seconds from crazay and we got 5 more months til Friday
I think I've had enough, might be a little drunk.



So Gavin if you are ever feeling stuck, need to blow off some steam; write, sing, dance, breath. It will all be better soon. I promise! 

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