Today I had a daddy date day. We used to have regular weekly scheduled date nights, but the kiddos don’t go to that place anymore and they’re a bit old for it anyway. So these dates have become far less frequent. Today was an exception.

While the misses was out with her sister shopping for clothing to wear to her blogging conference in July, I took the girls out on a little afternoon date. There was lunch at the girls favorite place, Chili’s, followed by some miniature golf(next door) and then off to the pool. Below are pics from the afternoon except the pool because I don’t like cameras around water, especially my phone.

Notice the picture at the mini golf course. Get a good look. The kids are down next to the hole and I am standing about 5 feet in front of the “tee” box. The 3 year old aced this hole. Yep, she hit a perfect shot that graced over the hole as though it were on a track and sank it for a hole in one. I could not believe it, but it was a true legit and legal 1 on the card.

Needless to say, it was a wonderful day. My oldest watched game 7, AGAIN, this morning and off we went. She was celebrating as though it were happening live. She loves her Penguins and they rewarded her with the Stanley Cup. Upon tucking her in tonight though, she said “My favorite part of today was that it was a daddy day.” Damn, I need to schedule these more often.

Lovin' lunch with my sister

She aced it!

A tad warm after golf, time for the pool

Just to follow up with what I mentioned the other night, and so my mom doesn’t freak out too much, here’s an update.

So a couple weeks ago I had an episode where I felt some pain in my chest, more like pressure, but my left arm and side got all numb like and I broke into a sweat, yadda yadda yadda. Anyway, the only symptoms I was missing from a heart attack was the shortness of breath and I did not feel overwhelmed by the pain. Therefore my stubbornness would not allow me to go to the hospital. Besides, we were leaving town the next morning. I decided to check my blood pressure on the way home and be done with it. I didn’t like the first test result so I did it again and didn’t like that either so I did it one more time and stuck with the last number which was 153/96. I did see 160 and a 100 in the other 2 readings. It scared me, but only enough to tell me I need to check it each day for a while.

So I have been, not EVERY day, but most. 8 of 10 on average and although I saw a couple normal readings on average it has been elevated. So since I have a family history of heart troubles I decided I should go see my doctor just to be safe. I did and he thinks its related to a muscle kink in my neck. It makes sense when he explained it which I could not possibly do here, so you have to trust me. Just to be safe though, he referred me to a cardiologist so we can rule out any actual heart troubles.That and I need to go to one of those crappy ass lab places and have blood work done. Meh.

So I got the first appointment of the morning which should only have made me a little late for work I expected. Probably some questions and an EKG as I had in my docs office. Well I guess when you see a cardiologist, getting an EKG is the same as having weight and temperature taken. Only they didn’t take my temperature, just height, weight, blood pressure (106/84), and then an EKG. Boy am I glad my sunburn was on my back and not my chest, those stickies hurt coming off. Anyway, the doc came in and we talked and I gave him my genetic history, he looked at my stuff and decided to do a stress test and an ultrasound. We would also be doing it right then. Ok I thought, why not. I’ve had an ultrasound before but had no idea what a stress test meant.

**Side Note** This doctors office was so efficient, I was not able to finish the 6 forms of new patient paperwork until I was in between tests. I foud that cool.

So the stress test. I sat waiting for it looking at the treadmill a little nervous. Especially since I was in my work jeans and doc martins and I had my nice polo on. Plus I had not been able to have caffeine since yesterday. In came Nina and her student assistant. I don’t know his name but he was very nice. Nina was a fun quirky little teeny tiny Russian lady who explained all that was going to happen. I thought the walking on the treadmill would be no problem. What made me feel odd was the “stand up and lift your shirt” part. I do still have a sunburn, but the height of which I had to hold my shirt felt like I was a hot chick at Maris Gras. Only Nina now informed me she would have to shave my chest a little bit. That was awkward indeed. I didn’t even get any beads! Maybe next time. I did get a juice box when I came off the treadmill though about a half second away from passing out. That was fucking rough man, especially at 10 in the morning.

Everything else went fine and Nina gave me confidence I did well, but the results won’t be known until next week. Bah!

So mom, I’m all fine. No worries okay? See you next weekend.

On a different subject, I wanted to mention my excitement for a Stanley Cup Finals Game 7. There is nothing more exciting in sports than a game 7, and especially when the cup is on the line. Even if you never watch hockey, this would be the game to watch. Our hometown Magic took game 3 which was exciting to watch and is exciting just to be here in Orlando right now. The town is Magic crazy and it’s pretty neat to live in a town so excited for it’s team. I haven’t experienced that since leaving New York as a kid.

Today I found a neat blog on the web called Bicoastal Baseball. It’s run by a Mets fan and a Dodgers fan. I actually have a bet over the season with the Dodgers half of the duo, but the site looks like it could be fun to follow. We need some more Mets related articles though, that Dodgers fan is a bit wordy! It seems hard to be so wordy when your team plays in the weakest division in baseball. Hehe.

I know, quiet like a mouse of late. Just haven’t had much of the writing bug.I’ll do a list form type of post for now, until my creative juice flows again. I actually have some ideas I’m chewing on to revamp the site to showcase other things aside from a blog. We’ll see…

My aunt is up and down, 1 step forward, 2 back and the dance continues.

Hockeyman is starting to become a poor nickname as I am spending more time on the soccer pitch. I will not become soccerman by any means, I just enjoy playing what is a relatively new sport to me. I feel like I play fairly well too, scored a sweet header last week.

I am a pretty big dumbass. I am a pale Irishman and I went to a waterpark and did not keep up with my sunscreen application. Ouch is all I can say now. Also, I suddenly love aloe. I was distracted by how much fun the girls had though, including my oldest riding an adult slide and then going back for a second go.

Orlando is Magic crazy with our NBA team in the finals against the almighty Lakers. Needless to say I’ve watched more basketball in the past 2 weeks than I have in 33 years. It’s more fun when it’s your team, but I’m not buying season tickets anytime soon. It’ll be good for the city to showcase the town for the next 3 games. Yes, I said 3 as I’m hopeful the Magic can win at least 1 game at home. Go Magic!

Physically I think I need to go see my doctor. My blood pressure has averaged on the high side of late and I have also had some pain in my knee for a few weeks. I’m not worried, just feel I should check it out. Don’t get all stressed mom, I’m ok. Really.

Got some events coming up around here as well. Father’s Day is shared with my mom’s birthday this year. My birthday comes 3 days after that and 6 days later my baby girl turns 5. I only have fireworks planned for the last of the 3 events. If you live in the United States you can go outside and see for yourself the fireworks I have arranged for my baby girls birthday. You only thought it was to celebrate our nations Independence. Silly you.

If you’re still reading this garbage I call blogging, thanks. I appreciate your patronage to my site. Shirts and shoes are not required and in some cases discouraged. Perhaps I’ll have more worth sharing as I approach the start of the schooling years. For now, I’m just my 5 year olds best friend, the silly dad willing o do anything for a childs giggle, and working my tail off in a job I used to love.Even though I don’t comment, I still mostly read all the blogs in my reader.

Office politics suck. Some priorities are just stupid in the workplace and it’s frustrating to deal with. Se la vie I guess, it could be worse.