Other wise known as, No… Sedation Can Not Actually Be The Answer.
My finger’s are tingling. My knee is all jittery. My heart is racing. Could it be that I have…
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin’ to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated
Ohhhh yeah! Tomorrow night… It’s all about my kids again. I have been so anxious to have them this weekend. I’ve been forewarned that they will be bearing gifts. I’m so excited. I have everything planned. 2PM a complete awesomeness package for my girls. They humbly asked for only one thing… a manicure. I’ve booked a really good place recommended to me by my manager. And it’s not just for a manicure… I am just excited at seeing them get to go and do something they have never done before… [ Well I haven't either, but I will accept this
]
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I’m going to be taking pictures of them after their big event. [ Bwahahaha... They don't know how big it's actually going to be ]
I’ve never done this before, so if their is any advice on how to not act like an idiot with any additional pearls of wisdom on making sure, they still think I’m awesome afterwords [ other me being a silly dad, no you can't tell me to stop
] would be completely awesome.
Like one, what exactly does a pedicure and manicure consist of?
I’m am just completely beside myself, after scheduling this. I haven’t been able to do anything for my girls in such awhile that this is not just exciting but it’s pulling at my heartstrings.
Hold on… I think I’ve got something in eye… [ I blame it on the dust, yeah, dust. ]
Okay, all better, a slight sting, but I can type again. Can I take a moment and extole the awesomeness that is my daughters?
Well… They are awesome! I remember each birth, I remember when my littlest one wouldn’t let go of my leg, when she realized we were going to move, and she was terrified of the change. I slow danced with her when she was collicky as an infant. I held her in my arms and sang a good night song.
I sang this goodnight song every night, with my personal ad-libs. Every so often I still do it. I would lay in the top bunk with both of them, [ That's right, the tippy top bunk ] and sing Goodnight Sweetheart to them. [ Stupid dust ]
My oldest dealt with many issues as an infant and was in the NICU right at birth. She went through tremendous experiences and has the heart of gold. I couldn’t slow dance with her for a little while and she required constant attention and love, that was needed in her early years. That love has never changed.
Now, she will come up to me and just hug me, and I will sway back and forth. It’s my little dance.
Each one, was so close in age and due to situations, they grew up together and in the same classes. I would not just carry one, I would carry both.
Just put me in a wheelchair, get me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
My youngest fell down a set of concert steps at a family reunion. It was terrible, she cut her eyebrow and it was split wide-open, and I had to rush her to the ER 40 miles away. I in all my daddyisms held her close in the ER until the doctors wouldn’t let me anymore. Afterwards, she cuddled in my lap and slept, when we got back.
[ Stupid dust ]
What was I saying. I love my girls. The one thing that I’ve recognized, is that my family isn’t finished. I know that I have more to give as a father. And this is what hurts the worse about sitting here single again. Not only do I love my children, but somewhere somehow, I will get have more of these experiences again. To love the next little spirit, that is to be shared in a loving marriage.
Dang…. I love my kids.
[ Stupid Dust ]
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
Everybody now! stand up! and take a moment… cause…
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go…
Just put me in a wheelchair…










Alright, your stupid dust has made it’s way accross the boarder. You have got me crying like a baby over here. That is the most beautiful post I have ever read! Your children are so very lucky to have you!!!
ok, compose myself here. sniffly:)
Mani-Pedi… Your girls are going to love that. For the most part they are the same… soaking in warm water, cleaning away dry skin (sluffing), filing, polishing, RUB DOWN (that is going to feel like heaven!!) and a nail painting. Even though I know you are in the cold I would suggest bringing along a pair of flip flops that they can wear around the salon until their toe nails dry. Most places you can buy them but they are really chinsy and really expensive, you are better off bringing your own. Be prepaired for some giggly girls afterwards , have fun and take lots of pictures!!
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Okay, new word – sluffing. Interesting. Okay, make sure i get flip-flops. Check.
I’m excited for them. Thanks you so much for the advice.
Hey, and that stupid dust goes where it wants. I couldn’t get it to stop hanging around.
Sluffing… hey, you are talking to a pro here and if you use that word when it looks like they are filing your daughters feet you too will look like a pro!!

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Main Entry: 4slough
Pronunciation: \ˈsləf\
Variant(s): also sluff
Function: verb
Date: 1720
intransitive verb
1 a : to become shed or cast off b : to cast off one’s skin c : to separate in the form of dead tissue from living tissue
2 : to crumble slowly and fall away
transitive verb
1 : to cast off
2 a : to get rid of or discard as irksome, objectionable, or disadvantageous —usually used with off b : to dispose of (a losing card in bridge) by discarding
synonyms see discard
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And there I thought it was an industry made up term, and look at how old that word is!
Who would of thunk.
Nice, I have to figure some way to put that into a sentence about something other than feet.
Thank you Jolene
In the long sleep-deprived nights of my oldest child’s rough transition into the world I wanted to be sedated, but I turned to Steely Dan’s “Gaucho” as our substance free magic carpet ride to a different place. I had to wait to enroll them in the true school of rock until they were a bit older, and while we love the Ramones, our boy-bonding breakthrough came via the Clash—blasting it in the car in counterpoint to their grandfather’s death and all the fleeting realities of life.
Been there in the hospital with them. Know what you mean about that dust…
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Okay…I completely understand about all that dust…just try and hold it together. Looking a bit unaffected will definitely keep you in their good graces. (This is coming from the woman who took nine, yes 9, pictures of her daughter just before her tonsillectomy.) So, do as I say, not as I do!
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Oh when I’m with them, It’s all about having it fun. I don’t normally get emotional around my kids.
Ha, Yeah! I need before and after pics! thanks for your excellent advise on taking pictures… oh wait, I don’t think that’s what you meant.
Too late.
Shoot, as we say in the south. (See, now that I’m writing for Deep South I feel like I have to channel what little southern-ese I’ve managed to pick up…) (And ’shoot’ is actually four syllables,for future information.) Click away. You definitely need before, DURING and after pics. I want to see those girls glow!
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What “dang” [ Which is two syllables ] isn’t appropriate?
http://www.deepsouthmoms.com/2009/10/southern-sayings-i-will-never-say-draft-2.html#more
I will have a complete report Sunday night on how everything went.
I’m pretty sure I put a comment here last night, and now it is gone. lol
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Oops? I didn’t see anything last night. Did you want to resubmit it?
Nah, it wasn’t anything important. I don’t even remember.
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