Sorry.......but,

I have been a lazy blogger here at the Daily Husband. I apologize. It's more like the bi-weekly husband or the monthly husband now, isn't it?

Never the less.....Things husbandwise have been good around the old Daily Husband household for so long that I've made the rookie mistake of taking it for granted. One would think this was my first rodeo or something. Not the case at all. Just lazy, hung up on getting some of my money back from the stock market and enjoying the fantastic spring weather here in Arizona.

When your wife spoils you the way I am spoiled life is a thing of beauty.

Along with husbandhood comes fatherhood. It has had some really great rewards. Today we received an email from our oldest daughter that made us cry and smile. (not at the same time)

The title of the e-mail is Enough. In this time of financial crisis and money worries, it's a good time to consider what enough really means. I think the following explains it well.

ENOUGH:

RECENTLY, I OVERHEARD A MOTHER AND DAUGHTER IN
THEIR LAST MOMENTS TOGETHER AT THE AIRPORT. THEY HAD
ANNOUNCED THE DEPARTURE. STANDING NEAR THE SECURITY GATE,
THEY HUGGED, AND THE MOTHER SAID, 'I LOVE YOU, AND I WISH YOU
ENOUGH'
THE DAUGHTER REPLIED, \'MOM, OUR LIFE TOGETHER HAS
BEEN MORE THAN ENOUGH. YOUR LOVE IS ALL I EVER NEEDED. I WISH YOU
ENOUGH, TOO, MOM.\'
THEY KISSED, AND THE DAUGHTER LEFT. THE MOTHER
WALKED OVER TO THE WINDOW WHERE I WAS SEATED. STANDING THERE, I COULD
SEE SHE WANTED AND NEEDED TO CRY. I TRIED NOT TO INTRUDE ON
HER PRIVACY, BUT SHE WELCOMED ME IN BY ASKING, \'DID YOU
EVER SAY GOOD-BYE TO SOMEONE KNOWING IT WOULD BE FOREVER?\'
YES, I HAVE,\' I REPLIED. \'FORGIVE ME FOR ASKING,
BUT WHY IS THIS A FOREVER GOOD-BYE?\'
\'I AM OLD, AND SHE LIVES SO FAR AWAY. I HAVE CHALLENGES
AHEAD, AND THE REALITY IS - HER NEXT TRIP BACK WILL BE FOR
MY FUNERAL,\' SHE SAID.
\'WHEN YOU WERE SAYING GOOD-BYE, I HEARD YOU SAY,
\'I WISH YOU ENOUGH.\' MAY I ASK WHAT THAT MEANS?\'
SHE BEGAN TO SMILE. \'THAT\'S A WISH THAT HAS BEEN
HANDED DOWN FROM OTHER GENERATIONS. MY PARENTS USED TO SAY IT TO
EVERYONE.\' SHE PAUSED A MOMENT AND LOOKED UP AS IF TRYING TO
REMEMBER IT IN DETAIL, AND SHE SMILED EVEN MORE. \'WHEN WE
SAID, \'I WISH YOU ENOUGH,\' WE WANTED THE OTHER PERSON TO
HAVE A LIFE FILLED WITH JUST ENOUGH GOOD THINGS TO SUSTAIN
THEM.\'
THEN, TURNING TOWARD ME, SHE SHARED THE
FOLLOWING AS IF SHE WERE RECITING IT FROM MEMORY.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH SUN TO KEEP YOUR ATTITUDE
BRIGHT NO MATTER HOW GRAY THE DAY MAY APPEAR.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH RAIN TO APPRECIATE THE SUN EVEN
MORE.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH HAPPINESS TO KEEP YOUR SPIRIT
ALIVE AND EVERLASTING.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH PAIN SO THAT EVEN THE SMALLEST
OF JOYS IN LIFE MAY APPEAR BIGGER.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH GAIN TO SATISFY YOUR WANTING.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH LOSS TO APPRECIATE ALL THAT YOU
POSSESS.
I WISH YOU ENOUGH HELLO\'S TO GET YOU THROUGH THE
FINAL GOOD-BYE.
THEN, SHE BEGAN TO CRY, AND WALKED AWAY.
THEY SAY, IT TAKES A MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL
PERSON, AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM, A DAY TO LOVE THEM, BUT AN ENTIRE
LIFE TO FORGET THEM.
* ONLY IF YOU WISH, SEND THIS TO THE PEOPLE YOU
WILL NEVER FORGET. IF YOU DON\'T SEND IT TO
ANYONE, IT MAY MEAN THAT YOU ARE IN SUCH A HURRY THAT YOU
HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR FRIENDS.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE.....
TO ALL MY FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES,
I WISH YOU ENOUGH.......


The Daily Husband

Husbands, Dating and Cigars

OK, you're asking yourself; "Is this guy saying Husbands should date?"

Yes, yes I am. If the only lady you date is your wife that is. My spouse and I went dancing last Saturday at a Phoenix Institution named Graham Central Station. It was much cooler in the 80s and 90s. The dancing hotspot is a mega club with a Karaoke bar, a massive C & W dance floor, an 80s dance floor and a small Hip-Hop club all in one.

If the combination sounds awkward; it's really not. It is a bit square in my opinion, but hundreds if not thousands of Phoenicians flock there on the weekends to meet, greet and dance. Vic and I always enjoy dancing and for me the only bummer is when I don't like the music. There was a lot of that going on at Grahams on Saturday night. (At least for me)

In spite of the squareness of the venues we managed to find some songs at each (with the exception of the Karaoke) to dance to and enjoy. We ended up leaving early to go to a local Casino. The Lone Butte Casino is a remodeled Indian Casino near us and we checked it out. The place was packed, even more than the club. Folks were busy making donations to the local Indian tribe, drinking, smoking and listening to a pretty good cover band. The only problem for us was there was no dance floor. We tried out luck at the slots, finding them very, very stingy and left to go get some late night dessert. Did I mention that we went to dinner first at the local Native New Yorker? No, huh.

Well, before going dancing we stopped in and had their classic Philly steak sandwich with steak fries. The meal is so big that we buy one and split it. During the meal we played trivia even winning once. After that it was on to dancing.

Anywho........

We decided to go back to the Native New Yorker for the Fudge Brownie Sundae and some more trivia. It turns out that they have Karaoke on Saturday nights. (Did I mention I hate Karaoke?) We endured the modestly good, the very, very bad, and the outright ugly in order to enjoy dessert and more trivia. (We won again)

During this time my wife noticed a woman at a table not too far away that looked familiar. It turned out to be one of her sisters who we hadn't seen in some time. Her table was celebrating her roommate's birthday and actively engaging in the Karaoke. We listened to a couple of pretty funny songs. One which involved a not so subtle innuendo about pussy (of course it was the singers pet cat, right?) The chorus utilized each preceding verse's topic which in the end sounded like something like this: HOT, WET, DIRTY, ETC, ETC, PUSSY!

Alright, it was a tad funny in a very corny way.

So our night went full circle with with dinner, dancing, people watching, late night dessert, sibling meeting, songs about pussy and such. All in all another great date. See, husbands can date if it's done right.


Oh and as far as cigars go: Friday night I smoke cigars and have an adult beverage or two. We cook out so I can stand outside and smoke while attending to the grill. After all, a guys gotta have a little guy stuff going on in his life too. Nothing says that like the aroma of charring meat and burning cigar tobacco mixed with Whiskey.

Happy Dating!

The Daily Husband