or at least words to describe how I feel. I haven't been around much lately. As many of you know, my stepdaughter went off the rails for a while (meth, to be exact) and CPS gave us my three grandchildren, aged 12, 4, and 1. With my wife's knee replacement shortly before that, life has been very busy. For the record, the oldest has a different father than the other two. We had him involved the whole time, and he agreed to let her stay with us so she could continue in the same school. Well, after about 2 months of that he went back on his word and took my stepdaughter to court. The judge granted him temporary custody of the oldest, at least until my stepdaughter gets her stuff together. I was heartbroken when this happened- I did not want these kids separated. The two youngest look to her almost as a mother, because she has had to fill that role for too long. I needed a lawyer, and that takes money. So, for the last two months I have been latching onto every bit of overtime I can get. It helps that they took one of my guys to work at our other facility to take the place of someone who quit. I also got myself a part time job. So, for the last month or so, my life has been getting up, helping the wife with the kids for a while, going to work, coming home, sleeping, lather, rinse, repeat. I can normally find time to surf at work, but things have gotten crazy there, too.
Well, things are starting to get a little better. I have a nice amount of savings to get the lawyer I need. Today is my first day off in some time, and I planned on checking in here while watching MNF (have seen almost no football this year). I went to lunch with the wife, and when I got home she said there was a package on the porch. I was hoping it was the SLR (film, not digital) that my father was going to send me. As I walked up to the porch I saw the package was far too small for that. When I picked it up, I saw the return address- it was from Mark Tinsky. Almost immediately I got a bit of a lump in my throat. I know the types of guys that frequent this site, and I just knew that at least one of them did something they shouldn't have. I still don't know exactly what to say about it.
So, what was in there? A morta in the shape of the 2013 LE pipe. The note says it is from my friends at B&B. I think friends may be the wrong word. I think it is much stronger than that. I am not good with this kind of thing, so please excuse if I am not making sense. I am getting a bit emotional. I am very proud to know all of you.
Well, things are starting to get a little better. I have a nice amount of savings to get the lawyer I need. Today is my first day off in some time, and I planned on checking in here while watching MNF (have seen almost no football this year). I went to lunch with the wife, and when I got home she said there was a package on the porch. I was hoping it was the SLR (film, not digital) that my father was going to send me. As I walked up to the porch I saw the package was far too small for that. When I picked it up, I saw the return address- it was from Mark Tinsky. Almost immediately I got a bit of a lump in my throat. I know the types of guys that frequent this site, and I just knew that at least one of them did something they shouldn't have. I still don't know exactly what to say about it.
So, what was in there? A morta in the shape of the 2013 LE pipe. The note says it is from my friends at B&B. I think friends may be the wrong word. I think it is much stronger than that. I am not good with this kind of thing, so please excuse if I am not making sense. I am getting a bit emotional. I am very proud to know all of you.
