Antique Daddy, Makes Me Sigh

My Father’s Book

By Antique Daddy Earlier in the year, I found myself standing before a bookcase where I noticed the two-volume series The Life and Times of Jesus the Messiah.  These books had belonged to my father, a preacher, and then later my oldest brother, also a preacher. My father was thrown from a horse and killed when I was eleven.  Six years later when I was 17, my oldest brother was killed in a motorcycle accident.  He was only 27 and left behind his pregnant wife and unborn child.  The loss of these two men who never…

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Antique Daddy, Parenting Gone Awry, Sometimes Tart

The New Bed

Recently I acquired a twin bed for Sean.  Heretofore, the poor giraffe-legged child had been sleeping in a toddler bed.  Toddler bed, we all know, is code for “crib on the ground”. I know what you are thinking. “What is wrong with y’all? Can you not even manage to get your six-year-old child a decent bed?” And the answer to that is apparently not, at least not in a timely manner. Several times when we’ve had other children at the house, I have overheard them laughing at Sean’s itty bitty bed. And although it didn’t bother…

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Antique Daddy, Money

What Happens When A New Car Kinda Gal Marries A Debt Free Kinda Guy

Go get a beverage, it’s a long one today… * * * A week or so ago, I saw on my Twitter stream that Dave Ramsey was looking for stories of people who have been living debt free for 10 or more years.  Since we had just celebrated our 11th debt-free anniversary, I took the time to send him our story in a paragraph or two. I was really surprised when the producer emailed me and asked if I would talk to Dave on the air on Friday because our story is not all that exciting.…

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Eleven

So then, not too long ago we celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary. I went on line to look up what the traditional gifts are for eleven years and it says they are steel and fashion jewelry – basically power tools or cheap jewelry.  If they had checked with me they would know that it’s not steel or jewelry, it is picture frames. A few days prior, I happened to notice on the calendar that the big day was nigh, so I said, “Dude. Did you know that our anniversary is coming up?” “Yes,” he lied. “Really?”…

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Antique Daddy, Silliness

It’s Always About The Chocolate

When AD went out of town recently, he called me in the evening to see how my day went. When I asked him how his trip was going, he said fine and then went on to tell me about the hotel. “I got a suite,” he reported. “Really?” I said, “You got a chocolate on your pillow? Must be a nice hotel.” If you were to crack my head open and peek inside, you would not find gray matter, or air as many of you suspect, but Ghiradelli.

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The Two Templetons

For Sean and AD, parting is not sweet sorrow, but unthinkable agony.  Neither one of them can part with any thing – not a scrap of paper, not a shirt that no longer fits, not a broken McDonalds toy. If at any point in time, either of them laid hands upon an object, it now has sentimental value and must be kept forever.  I, on the other hand, would throw away my wedding photos if I thought they were taking up too much space. I am ruthless. This is sometimes a problem, for me, because for…

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Antique Daddy, Silliness

We All Have Our Own Gifts

I have the most awesome husband on the planet. He amazes me with the things he knows how to do, that I don’t know how to do. Like make money.  Money making is not my gift. Spending it is. Dude has a computer in his head where he can take any situation and put it on a mental spread sheet and calculate detailed plans with predictive outcomes along with mapping algorithms, sequencing strategies and data convergence points.  I don’t know what that means.  Sometimes I hear him say those words on the phone, so I just…

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Recycling As It Relates To Marriage

This month, AD and I will be celebrating our ten year wedding anniversary.  And dear brides, there are just some things about a guy that you can’t know going into a marriage. I plan to do a whole series on those things as a public service to brides everywhere, but today, I’ll give you just one. For example, AD has a grad degree and some work towards a post grad degree and he also holds multiple US patents for technology.  I tell you all that so that you’ll know that not only is he super hot, but he’s super…

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Antique Daddy, School, Sometimes Sweet

School Cancellation Policy

We are not a co-sleeping family.  It’s just not what works for us.  But I will admit there are times when I think it would be so very nice if we were.  There are times when I still want to hold my baby close to my heart as I did when he was an infant.  I want to look into his sleeping face and listen to him breathe.  These sweet and uncomplicated days, they are waning.  Too quickly they fly away into the star encrusted galaxy, into forever and beyond.    Lately, Sean will wake up about 5:30 and come get in bed…

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Always Real, Antique Daddy, Snips And Snails

Stripes Are In

In keeping with my quest to provide Sean with a perfect Norman Rockwell childhood, we stopped by Taco Bueno on the way home from church after Easter services and picked up some party burritos for lunch. Who wants a ham and all the fixin’s served on the family china when you can have a burrito on paper? I figure if I keep his expectations low, it will make it easier on his future wife. Anyway, as our little tribe of three sat around the kitchen table quietly eating our pathetic Easter dinner of burritos off paper,…

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