XXXI: Birthday Girl


Today has been a hodgepodge of oddities. From not being able to locate a stud in a wall for two hours at the office, to making three hardware store trips, to the enjoyment of Jim Gaffigan, I’ve done about all of it today. Currently I’m staying awake to join Darco here in a few minutes at Applebee’s. However, this is not an ordinary Applebee’s night.

Darco turned 21 today.

Which means, as the good husband, it’s my honor to ensure that she has a great night…

No…

A great week!

Check this out. I made a flyer this afternoon depicting the adventures for this upcoming week. I kid you not, there is something every single night going on in celebration of my wife turning 21 years old.

Non-stop action!

Non-stop action!

And it gets better! I just learned that One% Kansas City has asked us to invite eight of closest 21+ friends on Saturday night for the VIP table (granted, we’re going to need to find those friends)!

Why all the craziness?

Because frankly, my wife deserves it. She puts up with so much all of the time, and she deserves a week where it’s about her.

Let the good times roll!

-D-

Note: If you’d like to randomly creep and drop her a happy birthday note, you can on her Twitter account with the hashtag #clubdaugherty.

XXXI: Watching Space


You’re losing weight…you don’t stick out as much…

I love my wife, whether her comment above hurt or not, I still love her dearly. Perhaps it is because I’m a male that I have a fixation on the physical elements of life. Fitness, health, and the body. Nothing scientific, just the measuring point of where I stand in life. Honestly, I feel like my life has revolved around the physical glimpses of life as I’ve progressed through time. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part IV


Race day…

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Beautiful morning for a 4 mile run...

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Finished! Good news, both were completed under an hour.

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Turns out there was a beautiful woman running the race as well.

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Love the Saucony shoes and KT Tape treatment.

…we survived.

Beautiful morning around a local pond in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Darco and I spent the morning along a gorgeous trail. Loving the weather, embracing grace, and feeling blessed.

Now…where’s the food.

-D-

XO: Finally


I think this’ll most likely be the last “XO” post at http://www.filingthepapers.com. I can firmly able to say that I’m ready to see “XO” fade off into the sunset (or tragically burn in a fire…either really works).

FilingThePapers is finally clean again; the months entries have been organized for the most part. There are five days left until the next chapter is ready to launch, so please excuse if the site goes down, disappears, has spelling errors, or posts random photos of the “dark one”. Continue reading

#getyourpraiseon


An impromptu opportunity arose today to assist a client in some marketing options late this evening.

Bad news: Completely jacked our plans for Bible Study tonight. A definite sad moment.

Good news: Took Darco, kind of as an initial surprise, and it turns out she was able to meet her favorite soccer player from Sporting Kansas City: Aurelien Collin.

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Darco with Aurelien Collin

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Also snagged Seth Sinovic in this shot

I am not the perfect husband, but I do feel so, so blessed when a job opens up an opportunity to spoil my beautiful wife.

-D-

Yes…a jersey was signed also…

Mobile Minutes: Hades Hump Day


It’s been that  day.

Between learning last night that once again Darco’s car is in need of repairs (I can’t underline enough how much I HATE Pontiac vehicles), and being out of Almond Milk (AGAIN!), last night kind of preempted the version of day I was destined for today. By the way, learning that we were out of Almond Milk was after I took the thirty minute side trip after work to gather other ingredients for the smoothies, including a new protein powder that is a tasteful blend of grass and sand.

Cat is heading to the vet this afternoon (AGAIN!) for acting stranger than usual*.
No Almond Milk means no smoothies this morning for breakfast. This equals Dunkin Donuts for a quick sandwich. A twenty minute line outside…a twenty minute line inside due to a 16 year old discovering their first job.
Money Orders: How hard is it to locate place that makes money orders? I knew the Post Office did, but only if you have cash or debit with you (I always forget my PIN so I use the credit option). This resulted in heading to the bank (adding extra time) to get a money order.
Why did I need the money order? Because the beloved town of Camden Point, Missouri [pause...waiting for you to find it] only allows money orders or cashier checks to pay for their speeding tickets.
Speeding tickets? Why yes! Last month is a completely illogical, unrealistic, and overall stupid sense of entitlement rent-a-cop went postal on me for not following his speed limit, not the practical limit that would be in place in many towns based off road conditions, size of road, and expectation of braking to the stop sign at safe speeds. It’s the first traffic ticket that I’ve ever wished to argue, but sadly…I didn’t have enough faith in myself to actually follow through with the bitterness.
Coffee in hand, check acquired, I spent an hour in the town of Camden Point, Missouri trying to locate their City Hall to drop off the citation. There’s only one catch I learned after talking to the local librarian…

…THIS TOWN DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A CITY HALL! THEIR CITY CLERK WORKS FROM THEIR HOME NEARLY TWENTY MILES SOUTH OF THE TOWN…

…out of hostility I marched up to the Post Office (with no one there mind you) took the check, the ticket, and a piece of paper with the city clerks named scratched on it and stuck it together with a piece of tape [no envelope], and crammed it down the chute of the office for today’s pickup. If I get arrested tonight I’ll know it didn’t work (the city clerk did instruct me, over the phone, to go that direction).

Through the chaos I finally reached work at 12:00 PM. I missed the first World Cup match for the morning for a client, and I learned that have of my lunch was in a frozen block of ice.

This doesn’t even include a phone call about student loans…

 Is that enough “First World Problems” for today?

-D-

*At this point the ‘dark one’ is jumping onto the top of the couch, ears back, taking a swipe at my backside, and hissing upon my entry into the apartment. No, this time that’s not normal.