11 06/07/2012 parenting

Falling through the cracks

Been a bit of a struggle trying to find suitable topics to write about lately. Guess it’s just one of those funks. Life is so busy sometimes and the desire to scale back on everything, all the self induced obligatory engagements we commit to, just so I can sit on my couch in my underwear and watch Three Company reruns, is starting to sound like an awesome idea.  

Come and knock on our door.  We’ve been waiting for you.

I need something. An idea or a gimmick to help me through these little funks. My desire to write sometimes usurps any modicum of content. I am staring at a blank page and am writing about a blank page.

Thursday.jpgI could write about the medium sized bag of peanuts I just ate that clocks in at 1200 calories. Or, even better, I could write about my impending surgery to correct the lap band slippage next Wednesday that will leave me incapacitated for a couple days.

I could write about my plans this weekend, which include some diabolical debauchery with my childhood and basketball buddies up at cottage just south of Bala, Ontario.

That one may be better to write about after.

Or maybe not.  

I could write about my father.  But I will save that one for closer to Father’s Day.  

Oh, as an urban parent, I could talk about the almost six year old whose giant body forces me out of my own bed almost every night. Oh and his face melting morning dragon breath, that is definitely a blog post all on it own.  Or maybe mention the automatic cuff to the back of the head I gave Hudson because he rammed his bulbous noggin into the middle of my back this morning.  He simply does not know at 5’3″ and 95 lbs (at nine years old, freaking ogre!), his playful wrestling is not so playful anymore, it’s more a challenge.  

Or I could write about my wife and our tag team parenting strategy that makes us long for each other even though we are right beside each other at the end of the day.

Or I could write about my sister and her three great role model kids. Or my mother and her upcoming move to Collingwood (looking for a winter ski rental?).  Or I could write about the many wonderful writers on this site that have become new or even better friends.  

Just one of those Thursday’s I guess.  Soccer with the boys tonight than off to Canadian Tire to pick up an air mattress for a future camping trip.  

Steph is out for the night.  

Le sigh.

  • Steph

    Sounds like you have lots to write about.
    You make me laugh. I’m sure both boys and I will be all squished up in the bed awaiting your return on Sunday and all the funny stories you will have to tell us about your boyfriend weekend. Maybe some of the stories will be too colour full for their ears!

  • Jen

    It’s Dad!

  • Tracey

    This is all so excellent, Jason… 😉

  • Scott Graham

    Ladies and Gentlemen– My Children

  • Jen


  • Jason

    Ladies and gentlemen….my sister.

  • http://www.motherjoy.ca Michele Perry

    I’d love to hear more about your sister and her three role model kids… are you sure that isn’t your role model sister and her three kids– either one works for me. An air mattress? Camping wimp.

  • Jason

    Jen – the band slips for many reasons, sometimes randomly and sometimes because I may have eaten too much too many times or dislodged during an event.
    After a couple of months of extreme heartburn and other not fun things, this was the last option. It’s a pain for many reasons, but from a quality of life perspective, I have to have it done.
    On a lighter note, I lost 9 more lbs in 7 weeks. Total lost. 98lbs. About the same weight as Hud. So bizarre.

  • Jason

    Sara – yep, Dave is the host without Stace, likely jalapeno poppers from Costco. Again.
    And we just have to get Tasman out of our bed. He is too big for our Queen sized bed. Love the cuddles, but it’s like sleeping with another adult. Weird.

  • Jen

    We’ve a loveable space that needs your face. Three’s Company too.
    LOVED that show but watched it again recently and wished I hadn’t. It ruined my fond memories. *M*A*S*H* on the other hand never gets old.
    Anyway, I love this post. Just “stuff”. It helps us get to know you better. Oh, and a quick question, how and why does the band slip and what does that mean for you?

  • Sara

    Two things….are you going to Dave’s??
    Will has been hogging my bed lately – it’s killing me. DOn’t know if you and Steph have room for this – but I’ve separated us by a big body pillow running vertically down the bed. It’s AWESOME. He has his side, I have mine…never the twain shall meet!!!

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