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Tuesday, October 2, 2012

What Did She Write???

We're headed back to Disney in a few days.  I hadn't planned on going back, but since a broken leg slowed our previous Disney trip down I figured one more trip wouldn't be so bad.  Don't get me wrong, Miss Add had a blast despite her pink cast, but the kid needs to swim, run, and most importantly, take her Daddy on Expedition Everest!

Everybody is preparing for our adventure.  Cris is starting to pack and make lists of the things we will need for the long drive south.  Miss Add is making a list of all the things she needs to pack to keep her entertained.  And I am...well, I'm the driver, so I'm using Google Maps to figure out the best route.  Let's get back to Miss Add...

Cris handed me Miss Add's packing list:


Here's how I read it: Toy ladybug, toy cat, to cow, toy horse, boy...

You shoulda seen my face.  Here she is, all five years of age, and she wants to pack a boy?!?  I had a small "Daddy's freakin' out!!!" moment.  I'm not ready for this, I probably never will be.  

Then I read the list again and figured it out.  She ran out of room after cow...
She wrote "TOY COWBOY"

I'm better now.  I can handle Sheriff Woody coming along with us.  That's the only other "BOY" besides Daddy allowed in the car...

My Lord, what am I gonna do when she's a teenager and there's no toy cow before the boy in her packing list?  Yup...probably freak out again...

I think I'll just focus on this year's trip for now.


Sunday, September 23, 2012

It's GOODe To Be A Guy!

It's been a while since I've posted a new tune on here so I reckon it's about time.  We had a family reunion this weekend and when we get together we bring out the guitars and start doin' some pickin'.  Between my readers asking me for a new tune and the fact I needed something to showcase among the talent within my Momma's side of the family I wrote this little ditty.  My wife just happened to catch it all on her new Razr M from Verizon.  I dig the HD sound quality!!!

Monday, September 17, 2012

A List Of Lessons Learned

Day one of our Year 2 Change is almost over and you can learn alot in one day.  Here's a little summary of what the day has taught me:

1. Don't turn your nose up to things you've never tasted. 

I drank my first spinach shake today for breakfast and it was DELICIOUS!!!  Actually you can't even taste the spinach, but more so the peanut butter and banana that were tossed in.  It tasted more like a peanut butter shake than anything!

2.  Just because you can't taste the spinach in the shake, doesn't mean the spinach isn't working.

Spinach is a green leafy vegetable...which means fiber and roughage... which means...  Let's just say that I shouldn't have went shopping shortly after gulping down a huge glass of that stuff.  Luckily after many trips to the local Walmart in the past, I know right where the bathrooms are...

To read more of a list of lessons learned on Day 1 go here...

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Rednecks With Chainsaws...

So...I'm at work last night when a little rain TYPHOON of a thunderstorm came through central Indiana.  Normally in my office we can't hear the weather outside unless, that is, it is bad.  Well folks, it was bad.  Bad enough to wake my wife and kid around 0500 railroad standard time and to send me a text a half an hour later to tell me that our power was out at home.  Anything that wakes my wife before 0700 must be bad.  This was it.  The storm knocked out power, caused wrecks and woke my wife up.  It must've been stormageddon...
I didn't reply to the text as I was sure my wife and minion were back to sleep, waiting on the power to be returned to the kingdom at home before I got there.
I arrived at our humble abode around 0730 after a scenic drive of fallen trees, firetrucks and folks up early to make sure there homes were intact.  I did the same.  I pulled in the drive, looked around the front and side of the house, then slipped in the door awaiting a 45 minute nap before whisking the fam off to church.  (We usually go on Saturdays to avoid massive crowds within our awesome sanctuary, but after an upset tummy and Barfageddon '12 at a Greenwood Mexican restaurant hindered our plans we decided to hit the 0915 service instead)  ((and we did tip the staff well after said incident))
I came upstairs in the dark and laid down for a tiny rest as my wife rose to our bathroom to get all purdied up before service when I heard the following words, "Um...honey...you need to come here right now."
I thought that the previous night's monsoon may have blown water into the minor seems in the window...but our windows are relatively new and have never let in anything other than sunlight.  I walked into our master bath and peered out our window that usually overlooks our backyard and the beautiful, lush and giant maple tree that shades the backside of our house.  This would be the same backside that I didn't even think of checking when I pulled in the drive.

Well, instead of seeing our back yard, all I saw were leaves and branches of our maple tree against the house.  I immediately ran downstairs to the back deck what I saw was this...


That is around 100 years or so of maple tree taking a nap on top our house, barn and deck.  100 years and tons of wood leaning against all that kept my family safe through the storm.  I was shocked...or at least could have been had I gotten any closer as my power line was laying underneath all of the branches on top of my deck.



The power company was called immediately.  They showed up within the hour, cut the lines and told us that power couldn't be restored until the tree was removed.  I was in a pickle here.  My chainsaw doesn't work anymore and the tree was too big for one man, ginormous FRIGGIN' HUGE!!!  Then I remembered one thing...rednecks and chainsaws.


I made a call to my Dad and my brothers.  About an hour and a half later I had 6 strapping men (Daddy, brothers and their kids) at our door armed with chainsaws and an excavator ready to unbury our home from something Paul Bunyon would probably flinch at.
After about 8 hours and alot of sweaty labor the tree was cut up and removed from our home.  Power was restored and I am now typing gleefully as I watch television.  (Okay, it's the ROKU, but that's because the satellite dish fell victim to the maple massacre...DirecTV dude comes tomorrow)

I am happy the tree is off my house and barn.  I am exstatic that we have power back on at the Casa de Goode.  But I am most humbled and honored to be of a family that comes rushing in to help one another by just one phone call.  Maybe it was the challenge to see who could clear more wood faster, maybe it was the fun of using chainsaws and machines...I think it was an opportunity to show each other that above all else, family love has no limits, or as one of my brothers but it, "Family sticks by family." Their Sunday morning was interrupted when I needed help.  Nobody flinched when I called them.  They all had plans, yet shut them down for me, my wife and our kid.  Each phone call I made was met by "What do you need? and "I'll be right there".  I can't tell you how that makes me feel. Proud, overwhelmed...loved. 
Thank you Daddy, Tom, Joe, Taylor, Logan and Johnathon.  Without your help today I would probably still be standing outside wondering how to get that tree away from our house and power back on to keep the A/C running on such a hot and humid day like this one.

Helen Keller said "Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much."  Today we did so much.  We cut and cleared a tree and its mess.  We got our power back.  Best of all we worked together as a family and a team.  I couldn't be more grateful.

The damage to the house and barn will be taken care of.  The memory of my kin coming to the need of my family will never be forgotten. 

And a special thanks to my wife for making calls to utility companies and making such an awesome lunch.  There were many happy and full bellies today.  Thank you for keeping us all going.

And thank you, Lord, for keeping my my girls safe while I was workin' on the railroad all the live-long night....

Friday, July 13, 2012

Fishin' with Miss Add

A little over 10 weeks ago Miss Add broke her leg riding a horse.  For most kids that is 10 summer weeks spent without swimming, running, jumping, dancing, or even sliding down a slide.
We couldn't take a chance on getting her cast wet so for Miss Add it meant 10 weeks not fishing.




 
She loves to fish as much as I do.  As soon as she got her cast off, her first request was that I take her fishing. We left the doctor's office, loaded up the truck and took off for the day.  Little did I know she would be the only one to catch a fish...more like 15!

There was a feller on a dock nearby attempting to catch bluegill for catfish bait later that night. He saw that we were tossing the fish back as she caught slayed them.  He asked that she put her fish in his basket so he could use them later.  She out fished both him and me that day.  She was taught a lesson in giving to others...he and I were taught a lesson in humility...

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

GOODe Ole Boy Remembers a Good Ol' Boy

Many of you remember Andy Griffith as Andy Taylor.  Others remember him as Ben Matlock.  I will always remember him from this 1953 monologue.  I heard it as a child and can remember belly laughing along with my mother.
 

Andy Griffith
June 1, 1926-July 3, 2012
Thank you for making me laugh and teaching me how to whistle...

Thursday, June 28, 2012

as Goode as it gets...

So I use this blog as a platform for my creativity.  Sometimes it's good creativity, sometimes it sucks.  Nonetheless I still use it to get it out of my head.  My wife, as most of you know, has a blog as well.  She uses it as a platform for, well...everything.  And it's all GOODe.

Since we are both creative souls we decided team up and create something together.  The last time we did that it worked out pretty spectacular...Miss Add came 9 months later...




Cris and I married our blogging efforts together and created AsGoodeAsItGets.com.  There you're gonna see a little bit of me, a little bit of her and a whole lot of fun.  Think of it as a He Said/She Said blog.  She'll present her side and I'll present my side, then you the reader will ultimately take my side since I'm righter than she is. Right?

We will be filling up AsGoodeAsItGets.com with more content as we go along.  There will find weekly posts such as "The New Newlywed Game""3 Things",  and one of my favorite posts, "Caption This!"  We are sure you will enjoy our different takes on a topic and how similarly different we can be. (I'm really sure you're gonna take my side on everything.  I am righter, just sayin'!)


And yes, faithful reader, I promise that GOODeOleBoy.com will still keep going.  And by faithful reader I mean you, Mom.  I know you're about the only one reading this and you wanna keep tabs on your little boy...and yes, I brushed my teeth this morning.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Back From Type A


We're finally back from Type A Conference that was held in Charlotte, NC. over the weekend.  I learned alot of things and came away better than worse form the whole experience. Now lemme just say before I go into a huge babble about the conference that I still have a ways to go before I am in the league some of these folks in the blogosphere.  There was a Comic Con going on next door and I can compare it to some bloggers being in a true-to-film Iron Man suit with all the lights and gadgets and stuff while I was more akin to being in a cardboard box costume colored in crayola red and yellow with a metal collander on my head...

While there I quickly found out that I was a minority.  I don't just mean being a junior blogger in the midst of creative writing royalty either.  I was a dude swimming in a sea of women...very powerful, successful, intelligent women.  Thankfully I have been married to one for 14 years now, so I have been well trained how to withhold my tongue and think before I speak.  Still it was pretty hard for a redneck with comedic wit not to make any "make me a sammich" and "I haven't seen this many dishwashers together since I was at Sears last week" jokes.  I knew it meant sudden death, from them and my wife.  And if by chance any of you gals from the conference are reading this and start to get all Gloria Steinem on me, I heard enough vajayjay jokes in 3 days to last me until the next conference...where I'm sure I will be easily spotted and shot on sight, being in the minority and all.

In all seriousness though, there should be more men attending conferences like this.  There are some amazing Dad Bloggers out there and their voices should be heard.  A big reason why I do this is to give voice to the fathers out there who work hard not just for their kids, but with their kids as well.  Some of them choose to stay at home with their kids, which is totally cool.  So many kids don't have a father they can look up to, and these dudes totally rock it in a different way.  Then there are the dads like me who put in a 40-70 hour work week, then come home to take over for mom who puts in more hours in a week than can be calculated.  You GO Daddy!...now go to godaddy.com and get a domain name for the blog you are about to write about your adventures in poppa-hood, then come to the next conference and make our numbers stronger!

I met so many awesome folks at Type A.  Here's a list of just a few who blew me away:

Cecily Kellogg <=== I will now be following everything this gal writes. Her opinions are strong and her stories even stronger.  She's a good mom with a great heart.  If the pen is mightier than the sword and she is a Jedi Master with her writin' skillz.

Rene Syler <===She gave the ending keynote speech.  She talked about how she went from being a successful CBS news anchor to battling breast cancer, losing her job and her huge comeback.


Anissa Mayhew <===This chick totally blew me away. One of the funniest people I will ever meet!  I have been invited to her attic since I'm not man enough for her garage.  That inside joke was not meant as a dirty double entendre, but I'm sure she would make it one anyways...

Tanis Miller <=== I've been a fan of hers for a while thanks to my wife.  We are now friends...and I don't just say that because Tanis hit me for calling her one of my heroes.  She hits like a Canadian girl by the way.  And by that I mean like one who has been trained to hit a guy in the shoulder hard enough to numb his toes...

And last but definitely not least, this dude:

Charlie Capen <=== He gave instruction on how to make your content go viral.  I have also been a fan of Charlie and his sidekick, Andy for a long time.  I would call him my hero, but I don't want to see if he hits like a Canadian girl...once is enough for me.  I will say this though.  He is a standout among dad bloggers and a stand up among all bloggers.  He and Andy are two very creative, hilarious and insightful writers out there on the internets.

One of the best things I take back with me from this conference is that when you blog you are giving life to your voice.  It is, in essence, a work of art.  Some choose to create their art just to get it out of their heads while others sell their art to make a living.  Neither choice is wrong.  The wrong choice, in my opinion, is not to embrace your art.

I don't mean everybody should get on the interwebs and blog (really, you should try it though) but do what you enjoy.  Grab a paintbrush, write a song, make something out of clay (totally just heard Unchained Melody in my head for some reason).  Whatever you do, get it out of you.  You might be like me and have 4 or 5 people that enjoy your work (thanks to my wife, mother and myself for being 3 of the 4 or 5) or you may end up making a living from what you do.

Who knows unless you try.


Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Road Trip!

Okay, technically it's gonna be a plane trip, but anyway you get there, Cris and I are heading out of state for a few days.  We're dropping Miss Add off at Memaw's and Octavius to the kennel (Lord, I hope we don't mix that up!) and traveling to Type A Conference in Charlotte, NC.

Now Cris has been to these blog conferences before, but I have a feeling like I'm gonna be a fish out of water...at least until I get to meet these awesome folks I read about online.  She comes back each time enlightened on how to enhance her blog to reach more people and gives me tips on how to keep my blog filled somewhat updated from time to time with content. Now I will get to learn first-hand how to do it myself.  I'm quite excited about it! AND I get to meet awesome folks like Tanis Miller from the Redneck Mommy and Charlie from How To Be A Dad.


I'm also pretty stoked to go on a 5 day date with my girl.  We've needed this little trip.  Kinda reminds me of our college romance in a way.  Spend all day in class and meeting up in between for a quick smootch, then spending the evenings together at parties dancing into the night.  The only difference is we'll shack up together in a hotel afterwards. *blush*  We didn't get to do THAT in college, she was a good girl, ya know...

I have a feeling that when we get back you'll see a whole new side to GOODe Ole Boy and probably GOODEness Gracious as well.  Heck, we might even get into something together...(Insert BIG HINT here)

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Too Fast

Today Miss Add hit another milestone in her life.  She graduated from preschool.



The past few weeks have been rough for the little gal.  She broke her leg right before we went on our big Disney vacation.  Doctor appointments and rough nights of sleeping didn't help her attendance any either.  Now I wasn't one to worry that she wouldn't graduate.  I mean, it's preschool.  You enroll and you're pretty much guaranteed a diploma at the end of the school year.

What worries me is that we reached that milestone already.  It happened too fast.  I can sit at work all day and watch the clock drag on like a turtle wading through mud, but then I get home and take one look into her gorgeous blue eyes and time seems to go by in a flash.  Doesn't seem like that long since I posted about her first day in preschool and now here we are folding up her little white cap and gown as we lay her down to sleep.

I had to wheel her onto the stage from the back entrance of the auditorium. As we sat there by ourselves at the door waiting on our turn to come in the little frog in my throat got bigger and bigger.  I didn't really think much about the graduation at first, to be honest.  There'd be some songs by the kids and then a cute little diploma given to each one.  Then there'd be the cake and lemonade before the kids said their goodbyes.  But as I sat there alone with her I started thinking about how proud I was of her.  She has learned to read on her own.  She can count so high that she won't stop until we tell her to can it.  And the greatest thing about her is her attitude.  She is thankful, kind, beautiful, loving, and strong.  She rarely complains about anything, least of all her broken leg.  In fact, she hasn't complained about pain or discomfort since a couple days after she broke the darn thing! She is THE example of a blessing from God.  She is an answered prayer that I just want to hold on to forever.

Funny thing is, I zip her around in her little wheelchair sometimes and she screams with delight and a little bit of fear saying "Slow down Daddy, you're going too fast!!!"  Well, it's my turn to do the screaming, Miss Add.  Slow down, it's all going too fast...

On a side note, she even got her first proposal today.  A little boy in her class named Max came up to her with a big smile, put his hand on her shoulder and said, "When I grow up, I'm gonna marry you."



Slow down Max, you're moving a little too fast there also buddy...

Monday, March 26, 2012

Lover Lover

Me and my multiple personalities
fell in love with this tune the other day, so we decided to do our own cover of it.  Enjoy!!!

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Poor Puppy

Our new puppy Octavius got neutered today.  I tried to tell him that I didn't think less of him, but he just turned his head (and that giant cone around his neck) away from me.  I figured I'd try to make it up to him with a song...enjoy!


Sunday, March 4, 2012

Angry Birds-THE MOVIE

A good friend of mine knew how much I love silly hats.  Miss Kate had a friend of hers make me a couple Angry Birds knitted caps.  Miss Add loved them even more than I did, and I loved them alot!  We had some spare time today, so we figured we'd film our own live action Angry Birds movie in Miss Kate's honor.  Thanks Kate!  We had a BLAST!!!


Friday, January 27, 2012

Paybacks...

Randy is a co-worker and a good friend of mine.  When I was first hired into the office, he showed me around and helped me feel like a part of the team.  He's a great mentor, but he's also a prankster.

He's always smacking me on the back of the neck when I'm on the radio, messing with my lunch, throwing stuff at me and prank calling me.  I decided it was time for a little payback.  

Ya see, Randy likes honey roasted peanuts.  He always has a big ole jar of them at his desk.  I waited until he stepped away for a minute and this happened...

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

I Heart This Kid!!!

I let Miss Add in the studio today for a little recording time.  I think I may be on to something...


Monday, January 2, 2012

Yet Another Potty Post...

So Cris and I went on our first date night in like forever last night.  We went to a couple different theaters to catch some flicks we wanted to see.  On the way out of the first one we both parted ways to dispose of the ginormous (and expensive) sodas we had gulped down during our featured films.  I head into a bathroom stall and to my absolute horror discover that the dude before me had used the entire stall for target practice.  The seat was wet, the floor was wet, the wall was wet...

As disgusted as I was, there was nowhere else to go, so...I went.  Hmmm...maybe he waited too long and didn't have time to aim?  Doubt it.  The four year old in him must've came out along with his soda...

Anyhoo, we go see the next flick, and again after leaving the auditorium, we part ways to potty before heading home.

I walk into the bathroom and at first glance see a long line of guys waiting to use the potty.  Then I notice that every stall is taken, but only every other urinal.  None of the guys in line wanted to stand next to another guy peeing...no matter how bad we had to go.  So, instead I look to the guy in front of me, (in line, not the one peeing...guys never look at another dude while he's handling his business).  The guy in front of me shrugs his head and starts giggling.  Then I start giggling.  Then all the other guys in line start giggling.  Then all I could think was even though we were all giggling because we were either too proud or too shy to stand directly next to another dude holding his junk, the guys actually using the bathroom must have thought we were giggling at them.  So in essence, we were all a bunch of four year-olds.  

I'd write more, but this post made me have to pee.  Gee, I sure hope there's not a line...
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