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September 23, 2007
A Single Guy's Sunday
As you know I am a single guy.
Every other week I am a single guy with three boys. Today I'm in one of my non-child weeks which means I'm able to do anything I darn well please (you know, after I deal with the incredible sadness I feel from being alone).
And what have I done? What does a single guy in the midst of a midlife crisis do when he's left on his own? If you're a guy and you're not sitting down I suggest you do so; it will help you deal with the jealousy better.
Today I woke up at 8 a.m. and hopped on the scale. It's one of the few times I've weighed myself since I've returned from vacation and I weighed what I wanted. So that's a good start.
I then walked over to Mel's Diner for some breakfast.
This isn't what I ate. That's a picture of the Fish & Chips I had at Otie's on Friday night. In the back you'll see the Guinness I was drinking and to the right of that you'll notice what's left of one of many Diet Cokes I had. At Mel's this morning I had a three-egg omelet, a dry English muffin and a pancake instead of home fries.
After breakfast I got out my collection of Star Trek Enterprise action figures and repainted several of them. Well, not several of them; just T'Pol. And really I don't own anything like that, it's just that I piddled around for a couple of hours and that sounds unproductive. (I wonder if Jolene Blaylock ever said, "Man, this is tight," when she was putting on her Star Trek outfit.)
Haydn had a football game at noon so I shot off to Bishop Ready to watch (child-freeness is overrated). It was a beautiful, sunny, not-too-hot day perfect for outdoors-sports watching. Haydn's team won and he seemed to have plenty of game time. I had a couple of hot dogs as I watched the game. 
There are two football photos on this page. One is of Haydn in his stance and the other is of him standing at the huddle (he's the big one to the far right). I don't have the best camera for distance shots which is why you're getting a huge shot of food I ate Friday and small photos of my son playing football.
After the game Haydn and I took The Mighty Schwinn to the local bike shop and dropped it off. I'll give them a call tomorrow though I'm sure the bike guy will recognize it when he sees it and he'll know what we're going to do (order a new wheel).
Then I went grocery shopping. I picked up a bunch of fruits and vegetables, some chicken, yada yada yada.
I then returned to Blockbuster an X-Box game the boys had rented.
Back home I worked out and then I went for a four-mile stroll. I listened to a Wait Wait Don't Tell Me podcast (and some Ted Nugent… um, and some Celine Dion) as I strolled. I snacked on some shrimp while I walked.
About 8 p.m. I started catching up on thing's I'd TiVo'd. Mostly Star Trek Enterprise episodes, but also some 8 Simple Rules and a Graham Norton.
I boiled some chicken gizzards (hearts too).
I started writing this just a little bit ago. As I sit here typing I'm eating gizzards right out of the pan I boiled them in. I'm also drinking a St. Pauli Girl.
That's it.
Read it and weep.
(BTW, I made up the Celine Dion bit.)
Posted by delmer at September 23, 2007 11:54 PM
Comments
Yeah...you had me worried for a minute about the Celine Dion. Walking while eating shrimp is something I can wrap my head around...but not with Celine in the mix. Glad to know you were just yanking my chain.
Posted by: wordgirl at September 24, 2007 8:45 AM
I'm jealous... and I'm not a guy! Mmmm Guiness, fish and chips... oh I am SO jealous.
And I'm so glad you made up the Celine bit. When I read that, I actually cocked my head to the side in confusion. "Celine?" hahahah!
I used to have child-free weekends, but then I got married and had another child. I sorta (only a little bit) miss the freedom, but I remember missing my daughter enormously.
Posted by: Sue at September 24, 2007 9:55 AM
Heavy duty excitement. My itinerary yesterday would look much the same (Substitute Annie Lennox for Celine Dion). My 20yr old self would have made fun of me.
Posted by: Rob at September 24, 2007 11:07 AM
I was rather hoping you had made up the part about chicken gizzards and hearts!
Posted by: Pen at September 24, 2007 11:10 AM
Rob: Same here. But what did we know when we were 20?
Lady P: Oh no ... I never joke about hearts and gizzards.
Posted by: delmer at September 24, 2007 2:39 PM
I knew almost everything when I was 20, delmer. :)
Posted by: Rob at September 24, 2007 5:27 PM
I would have been a lot more impressed if that photo were actually what you had for breakfast!
Posted by: Dave2 at September 25, 2007 5:32 PM
I agree with dave2 .. wished that pic was something you ate for breakie. Hmm .. now I long to go to a cafe and enjoy a nice cuppa latte and warm bagel lathered with cream cheese!
Does boiled gizzards and hearts taste good? We cooked them with spices over this part of the world but never tried boiling them though.
Posted by: m3rni3 at September 25, 2007 10:30 PM
Ohhh... I want that fish and chips plate! I hope it had malt vinegar on it!
I like hearts and gizzards too, but fried.
Nice blog :)
Posted by: Diana at September 27, 2007 9:49 AM
I don't even "know" you that well yet (reading through the archives) and that bit about Celine struck me as WAAAAY over the top. It sounded much of a muchness when my ex (and now very good friend) boyfriend tells me, "It was a bad day. I will tell you all about it. In detail. Then I will climb in bed with a carton of Ben & Jerrys and watch, "Sleepless In Seattle" and cry."
Not that I don't sympathize. I'm jumping a bit in the middle of this story and it sounds like you're going through post-divorce (understatement) Bad Times. Never had that. Do know some people who have gone through that. But I can see how Guinness and Deep Fried foods might be just the consoling ticket.
Posted by: Ms. Q at October 13, 2007 2:03 AM
MsQ: One of my bigger faults is that I think everybody knows everything about me and is up-to-date with my post-divorce state of mind. I should have put a grinny thing after "incredible sadness I feel from being alone."
I'm pretty happy most of the time, though I do miss having my kids with me when they're gone.
Posted by: delmer at October 13, 2007 7:40 AM