yeah....

So, I haven't been blogging. Big surprise. I'm an apprentice lineman now, have been for just over a year. It's amazingly time consuming. As in, it consumes my life. I sleep, eat, and breathe it. I've had to give up many aspects of my previous life that, if this blog is all you know of me, would seem to be all of me. The time with my kids has been the hardest thing to live without. I miss them all day every day. This post is actually sparked by some time I was able to squeeze in with them this past weekend. I found myself abruptly off work for the weekend.  Things in this industry are often abruptly changed.  Schedules, crews, job sites, and companies can be changed suddenly and without warning. This weekend, a terrible tragedy, the death of three coworkers in a horrible accident on a nearby job site led to a company wide shutdown. It is very sad. I came home and got my arms around my kids, thankful that it wasn't their Easters that were wrecked by death. I decided to take them all to see the movie Home. On the way, we stopped at Chili's for a quick meal. We didn't have that much time, and it showed. The waitress set a pile of silverware bundles on the table and I made an Oprah joke as I passed them out.  "You get some silverware! You get some silverware!"  I'm not sure trev got the joke, but he took my silverware saying, "Everyone but you gets silverware!"  Taylor said, "He's the opposite of Oprah, a little white boy who takes things away!" Then, a few minutes later, helping trev get the lid on his cup, he spilled milk all over the seat, table, and me. Trevor said my wet spot looked like Africa on my butt. The movie was awesome with the "missing mom" theme and family love lessons. The kids immediately wanted the soundtrack, so we listened to that together on the way home. We planned on playing a card game while we watched Into the Woods, but they were too enthralled. It was an awesome weekend and they all got along so well. As I type this I wonder how many moments like this I've failed to capture here and whether that matters. I wonder how many great times I will recall that I haven't written about.  A few are already coming to mind.  Good, I might be alright. Lol more to come. (Maybe)