Tuesday, May 18, 2010

William's Mother's Day Gift

I know it’s late to even bring this up, but I thought I would share what William got his mother for a Mother’s Day gift. And I should point out that William gets full reign in picking out the gifts for Jaime (unless it was something I couldn’t afford, of course).

The day we went to pick out her gift my Mom was in town, so after picking William up at this Mom’s we grabbed my Mom (Gramma) and headed to East Side Mario’s for supper… since it’s William’s favorite place to eat and it’s in the mall. Kind of a kill two birds one stone situation, although I don’t condone killing birds and if you have to kill a bird for some reason I don’t think stones is humane.

Anyway, while we were at dinner I tried to get William’s creative mind going on a gift. We had pretty much settled on going to a department store and looking for a board game. I know part of it was that William notices board games on tv and wants them for himself, but it’s his choice and Jaime would appreciate it either way.

We finished up our supper and went to Zellars. We walked thru the games section and nothing was catching his attention. He took the time to look high and low and got me to turn around multiple boxes so that he could look at the back and see how much fun could be had, but still nothing.

We then walked along the ends of all the rows in the toy section; cause really any excuse for William to spend an hour in a toy section is enough for him. When we got to the pink “Barbie” isle he commented on it being for girls and I asked if he wanted to check that out. Nope. But in the next isle he found some craft type toys and he wanted to further investigate.

And then he saw it… a blue Easy-Bake Oven. He looked at me and said “Daddio, MomMom would like that… she could bake me cookies” and that was it. He had made up his mind. And really, what Mom wouldn’t want an Easy-Bake Oven so they could spend some quality time with their son and make some lasting memories.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Love at first sight

I am going to sound all kinds of crazy here for a minute, but just humor me, okay?

I have mentioned before my unhealthy obsession with facebook… well I wouldn’t say that it’s unhealthy but would someone who is asylum crazy, think they are crazy? Anyway I love facebook because I’m nosey, I guess. My friends and I admit our creeping ways on facebook. It is a fairly open book of my friend’s lives… status updates with too much information about how their boyfriend cheated on them with a waitress, pictures of drunken moments, relationship status changes; it’s all there for their inner circle to find.

And then there is the tagged photo where you can see into completely random stranger’s photo albums depending on their privacy settings. THANK YOU to those of you who don’t filter your content. The people with completely open profiles: You are my favorite!

Well I was going thru one of my friend’s albums and found this person of interest. A person of interest because their looks blew me away. I clicked on the person’s name below the picture and BAM, I’m at the home page for their profile. I move the cursor over their profile picture and YAY it shows that I am able to click thru all of their profile pictures. Hoping for more, I go over to the photo tab and their albums are open for public viewing.

You can definitely learn a lot about a person from the pics they post on facebook. This profile in particular didn’t have any embarrassing photos that I wouldn’t post myself. Instead they show a sense of humor and confidence… and did I mention good looks?

In all honesty, when I saw this person’s profile I was slightly intoxicated by their looks. It was like in a movie when someone says… I knew when I saw you the first time that we would get married. Well that’s kind of how I felt… not the married part, but just blown away.

But then I thought about the fact that I don’t live in the same city and they probably only come home to Nova Scotia to visit family during the holiday season … and could I really be with someone who is better looking than me? Haha… see… back to the crazy.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Honesty... take it or leave it

We have all seen those tv sitcoms where a single parent goes out on a first date with someone and then struggle with the dilemma of whether or not to share that they have a child. Just in the last couple of weeks, I watched the new show with Alyssa Milano. In the episode she is on a first date and somehow a picture of her son comes out and she panics and says it was her ex-husband. As the show progresses they try and get some laughs out of the situation, but try as they may the show is a struggle.

Now, back on track with my original thought… when I find myself in the situation where I am talking about my personal life to someone who has potential I have made the choice that I am going to disclose the fact that I am a Dad. And why wouldn’t I?

I see those shows and I get their point that some people may be frightened off by the idea of you being a single parent. I understand that some people without kids may see parenthood as an added complication to a budding relationship. Cause with that child might be an angry ex-spouse who could cause stress. Or the child might normally monopolize the time of the parent. Or, let’s face it, not everyone likes or wants children and it might be a complete write off to any relationship potential.

But I have decided that being honest about that subject is important to me. It’s important because I am and will always be proud to be William’s Daddio. I will always hold him as my number one priority, because others can come or go, but William will always be there with me. And secondly, if you are someone who can’t consider yourself dating a Dad, then really we aren’t meant to get past that first date anyway.

This also leads to the timing factor of when I would ever introduce the two… hmm… I like to think I am a good gauge of people and will be able to feel when it’s right for the two to meet. My guess is that I will keep that situation from being premature... like I'm thinking it would be a couple of months or so.   Not just anyone I meet on the dance floor will immediately meet him. Just sayin.