Zoo life!

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We’ve raised our kids with a love for animals. The deal was that when they each turn 9 they get their own animal to take care of. The only stipulation was, it had to be a caged animal and it couldn’t be a spider.

My oldest got a baby bearded dragon. It’s was a cute little thing with quite the personality. My second got a Mojave Ball Python. Beautiful snake! My third fell in love with a bright orangish red corn snake. We fed and took care of this little guy just like the other animals… but something was wrong with him… he wouldn’t grow. Now matter how much we fed him. Unfortunately, he passed away. My boy was heartbroken. We have him some time and went and picked out another snake, this time going with a sand boa. Then there’s my daughter…she is the baby of the family and will be turning 9 in 2 weeks. She got a hedgehog! Cutest freaking critter!

Amongst all these animals we have a Catahoula, and a fish tank. We also have another bearded dragon that a family friend grew bored with, so we took it in.

We did own sugar gliders for quite a while.. but age eventually caught up with each one of them and slowly they passed away.. the last one within the last month. My middle son had formed quite a bond with that thing and was devastated when she went.

I don’t understand families that don’t allow their children to have pets. Give them the chance to form a bond. To learn responsibility. They will learn what real love is! They will also learn what death is. Yes, that sounds harsh. But death is inevitable. They are going to face it some point in their life. Teach them how to handle it at a young age.

You don’t have to start big. Start with something small. Hermit crabs, fish, whatever. Join forums, learn the proper way to take care of them, don’t always rely on the teenager at the pet store that makes minimum wage.

Anyways.. as you can tell, I live in a zoo! But I wouldn’t have it any other way..


A little snippet into my life…

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I’m a 36 year old man that’s been married 15 years and I have 4 children. I was raised in rural central Missouri smack dab in the middle of 111 acres. I’m a God fearing, gun toting conservative.

My immediate family is everything to me. I’d do anything for them. I’d do unimaginable things to protect them.

My wife is the center of my whole world. She’s the one that gave me my 4 Kids. She’s the one that’s there every night when I get home to welcome me with a kiss and hug.

People often think that the kids should be the center of your world, I disagree. I’m sure many of you are gasping right now, but I’ll explain why I feel that way in a future post.

Well, that pretty much sums me up.. I work very hard to provide for my family. I don’t take b.s. from anyone. I’m really easy to get along with, but cross me or use me and you’re gone.

Thanks for reading!

Friends.. do we need them?

Am I the only one that has such a small circle of friends that you can’t even form a circle? 
I’ve never had a ton of friends. I knew long before anyone ever told me, that if you want to be successful, to surround yourself with successful people… well in school, kids were only successful because their parents were.. No matter how much I tried to hang with the “cool” crowd. It didn’t change the fact that I came from a low income family and I didn’t fit in.. I was pretty much ignored. So I gave up. I didn’t want to hang out with the druggies, because I didn’t want to do drugs. I wasn’t a nerd (even though I kinda looked like one) I couldn’t even keep a C average. I wasn’t built to be a jock and most of them were part of the “cool” crowd anyways. I knew I didn’t want to hang out with other low income kids… because I didn’t want that life… about the only crowd I halfway fit into, was the car guys, and that really didn’t even happen till sophomore year in high school. Problem was, most of them were a bit trashy for me… I didn’t wear grease stained jeans to school, I didn’t like wearing muscle car shirts all the time. So, even though I drove a 1975 Chevy Nova, I still didn’t feel like I fit in.
Now, fast forward to today. 18 and a half years since I graduated. I’ve made a few friends along the way. Mostly, I have people I associate with. I don’t have friends I hang out with on a regular basis. Honestly,  one of my longest friends that I’ve known for 15 years, I’ve finally just gotten tired of his b.s. He’s disrespectful to his wife, to his kids. The only reason I’ve been friends with him for so long, is because I thought I needed a close friend. But when I look back at our relationship, I realize I was simply there for his amusement. Someone to call when he needed something. 

Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy. Im not writing this post to make anyone feel sorry for me. Im mainly writing it to vent a little and let others know, you don’t have to change who you are to impress people. If they don’t like you for being you.. then 🖕🏻I’ve made it this far in life with little help from friends. My wife and I have learned to lean more on each other and discuss our problems, rather than running off and venting to someone else. Because of this we have a very strong marriage. 

I do have friends I can call on in desperate need, that I know would drop everything and come to my aid. I would do the same thing for them. They live 3 hours away, and we get together every chance we get. They like us for us. We can be real around them. No judgement. We all have very similar views in just about everything. From politics to raising our kids. They are one of the few I can trust to leave my kids with. I honestly don’t know what I’d do without them. 

To wrap up. You don’t need a huge circle of friends to get though life. You just need those couple friends that are willing to do anything for you. The smaller the circle, the less drama. 


We’ve all seen that person. Some of you probably are that person. 70mph down the highway, bumper to bumper traffic. You look around and 50% if the drivers around you are on their cell phone. I don’t know about you, but that gives me an uneasy feeling. 

Take this morning for example. I’m trying to get on the highway. We have a 2 lane on ramp onto the highway that merges into a one lane ramp that turns into the 3rd lane of the highway.  Something similar to this:

So, I’m in the far right on ramp lane behind a Lincoln Navigator (which is a full size suv) this person is just taking their sweet freaking time. Not getting up to speed, I’m blocked in and can’t get around them. Finally a spot comes open. I pull out and pass them, look over and this lady is not even looking at the road. Face buried in her phone. Now mind you, this is 6:15 in the morning. It’s dark outside. So her face is buried in a bright screen. Instead of watching the damn road! 

I see this everyday. Bumper to bumper, traffic backed up, cars at a dead stop and every other car you look at is on their phone.. come on people! There is nothing so important that you have to put your life and the life of those around you at risk. Eyes on the road! Pay attention to vehicles around you. Know where the vehicles are at, at all times. Especially keep an eye out for motorcycles! If your face is buried in a phone and you look up just to change lanes real quick, there’s always that chance of a bike next to you. YOU HAVE TO PAY ATTENTION! 

Anyways. Rant over for now. Y’all have a great day! It’s Friday!! 🇺🇸

I can’t be the only one.

What is it with people that get off on making others miserable? If you’re one of those people that constantly talk down to others, leave now. You’re not welcome!! 

As I’ve said before, I try to treat people the way I want to be treated. Yes, I understand that this is not always possible, but for the most part it is. There always seems to be that one person that thinks they know more than anyone else, or that they’re better in some way. Sometimes it’s family members. They’ve been treated like their shit don’t stink for so long, they’ve become accustomed to getting their way. They’re bossy, pushy and always trying to prove that their life is better than yours. Finally, one day you take a stand, and suddenly you’re the bad person, you’re the one causing problems and you’re the one that’s suddenly hurting feelings even though your feelings have finally grown numb from being trampled so much. 
So, what do you do with people like this? How do you handle them? (Asking for a friend) 

My first response is to scream down their throat and show them you’re not going to deal with it anymore. (I’ve done this before, not very affective) this might work ok if it’s someone you can get through life with never seeing again, but when it comes to family… well, at some point you will cross paths again most likely. 

Plus you have to keep in mind that this person doesn’t realize they’re in the wrong..they’ve been told they’re right for so long because no one was willing to stand up to them, so you exploding on them is really just a waste of breath. You’ll still come out looking like the one in the wrong, no matter how right you are. 

Ok, so how about ignoring the person? Well, this is a short term resolution to a long term problem. Like I said above, you’re going to most likely cross paths again. Last thing you want is a big scene at some family event that you both happen to go too. 

As you can tell, we’ve still not figured out a good way to handle a situation like this. I honestly don’t think there is a good way.. Both sides think they’re in the right and have done nothing wrong. Both sides feelings are hurt. Where do we go from here???? I guess I’ll let you know when I find out… 

I’m still brand new at this blog thing.. if you read this, tell me what you think. I’m interested in feedback. I don’t mind constructive criticism, but keep the heavily negative remarks to yourself.. please. Thanks for reading!! 


I’m old schools, I treat others the way I want to be treated. I say please and thank you, Sir and Ma’am. I open doors for women, and I’m raising my boys to do the same. We drive a 4 door Jeep Wrangler. (Don’t worry, you’ll see plenty of pics of her down the road) When we go to leave the house, or anywhere for that matter. I open the drivers side rear door for my Daughter and one of my boys always opens the passenger door for their Mother. I’ve watched my boys stand and hold a door for 5-6 people after we walk through just because he doesn’t want to be rude and let it slam in their face. Now, I know some don’t agree with this, and frankly, I don’t give a damn. But this world is becoming so self absorbed, that eventually there won’t be many Gentlemen left.. I cherish the idea of my kids being different. I want them to stand out in a crowd. Why blend in? Why be like the guy next to you? Be different. Take chances! People will recognize that. 

Isn’t it Ironic?

54198C71-DA3D-4C99-B8BB-32D4AC06FF0E.jpegSo, this is my very first blog post ever… 

My wife and I have always joked that one day we would write a book. It would be titled “Isn’t it Ironic”. So I figure, why not start a blog with that title? Now, I’m not a very smart man, nor am I very good looking. You’re going to find misspelled words, incorrect uses of punctuation and I’m sorry but I’m sure you’ll see pictures of me. But this is my life.

I’m just a blue collar, jeep driving, dad of 4 and husband to a woman that deserves way better than me. Follow me, laugh with me. Hell, laugh at me.. it really doesn’t matter. Remember this though. It’s not the destination that matters, but the journey you take to get there. 🇺🇸