March 16, 2015

Clean as a Whistle

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I don't get out much.  I take the kids out to the bus stop, maybe go to the grocery store, drop off my wife's dry cleaning, really not much else.  I'm not one to make plans with other stay at home parents, so the only person that I am really trying to impress is my wife... and my wife travels a lot.  When she is out of town on business there is NO REASON for me to take a shower.  It's not that I don't want to, it's just that if my stench gets too bad to where even the dog won't go near me, I'll just load up on some deodorant and I'm good for another day.

Some days my smell is too much and the boys plug their noses

If I know that I am going to run into someone, or I have to go to the kids school for an extended period of time, or my wife is coming home, THEN I will jump in the shower.

I always have a hard time figuring out what brand of soap and shampoo I should buy. I don't want something too girly that I am going to smell like rose petals, I don't need anything peachy, and I certainly don't need to smell like an ocean breeze.  More often than not I'm grabbing whatever my wife uses and I will smell like lavender for a few hours until my natural smell takes over.

These are usually my choices. Who wants to smell like a fluffy cupcake?

I get weirded out buying shampoo and soaps.  It's like if I make the wrong decision then the cashier is going to judge me.  She will give me that weird stare like she's asking me if I'm sure that's the kind that I want. Buying them is kind of a big deal.  I mean, this is what you are deciding that you want to smell like for the next month at least.  One wrong purchase and you could end up smelling like someone's 95 year old grandfather instead of a clover filled meadow.

I usually head to some big box retailer like Wal-Mart and get my shampoos. Since I am so concerned what people will think of me about my soap purchase, I will buy 15 other things that I don't need to disguise that one thing.  I never walk out of there spending less that $100 and the only thing I went in there to buy was shampoo. Fortunately today I knew what I was looking for.

I went in looking for Irish Spring.  Every now and then I get that old jingle stuck in head.  The old commercials are classic.  It's usually some guy walking down a dirt road in the middle of Ireland whistling and then someone whistles back.  That was me today in Wal-Mart, except nobody whistled back.  They kind of looked at me like I was nuts.  Irish Spring could not have been easier to find.

Since my wife is back from her business trip to Florida, today is the day that I had to shower. Between you and me... I hadn't showered since Saturday, but nobody else needs to know that. So I grabbed all of my soaps including the exfoliating scrub and the signature body wash.

To the shower I went.  

This wasn't any normal lathering.  I grabbed the "man sized" exfoliating scrub and dumped a half gallon of the 3-in-1 Signature Body Wash on me and it seemed to do the trick.  My boys were no longer holding their noses and the dog actually wanted to play with me.  Most importantly though, my wife enjoyed the smell.

Clean as a whistle!

Not that I would ever force you to buy a certain body wash over any of the others... I know how picky we can all be, but I think I have found one that works for me AND my family.

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So how long can YOU go without showering before you can't stand being around yourself?

John Willey - Daddy's in Charge?


February 25, 2015

My Most Treasured Map

I've always had a fascination with maps. Ever since I was little I can remember unfolding them and just staring at them wondering about the places that they represent. My grandparents had a lot of maps, they came as inserts in the National Geographic magazines that they collected. Places on earth that were so foreign to me, I could spread out on a table and imagine what took place in that little part of the world.  I could look at a map for hours perhaps wondering where they will lead me.

They are nothing more than a bunch lines and symbols, but to me they've always meant so much more. Whenever I look at a map I wonder about the people. Who are they? Where they might work. What route they might take to get to that job. How far they might have to go to the grocery store. I like to explore a map and let the stories unfold in front of my eyes. You see a piece of paper... I see the greatest story ever told.

A map is my Harry Potter, it's my War and Peace, my To Kill a Mockingbird all folded into one. The stories that can be told in a map are endless.

I’m reminded of all this as I stare out of an airplane window at 35,000 feet.  The snow covered ground below looks like a white tile floor from up there. What will be a stream or a river in the spring time after the snow melts are just little lines meandering through endless valleys.  Roads run off into the distance, where they end I do not know, but I'm sure there is a story there.  From 35,000 feet the Earth looks like one big beautiful map.

This past weekend I feel like my maps came to life.  Dads from all of the world — places that I have only dreamt about — came together to share their stories with me. No longer did I have to imagine what the people and places were like.  I didn’t have to take out a map of Canada and wonder. I got to actually talk to people from Ottawa, Calgary, and Fredricton. Sydney was no longer foreign to me. Ireland was sitting across the table sharing a beer. New Mexico, Florida, Los Angeles, Chicago, Indianapolis, Portland… every single place had a story, and every single place was just as I imagined, which is to say, not much different than where I live.

The Dad 2.0 Summit was like giant map of the world that I could unfurl.  In one corner you get a story about a guy who has been on the road with his family for the past year. Along a fold  there is a dad who struggles daily with depression, and from somewhere in the middle is a stay at home dad with twin boys who battles with the feeling of being isolated. I knew these stories going in, but I really didn’t know the men behind them.  Like places on a map, I knew where they were from, but I had never actually visited.

The world is a little smaller now than it was last week.  I may not physically know the places each dot on a map represents, but I no longer have to imagine what it's like to live there.  I can look at my map now and know exactly where John lives, where Lorne lives, where Bill lives, where Jeff lives.  The maps no longer tell me where I want to go... they tell where I've been.

John Willey - Daddy's in Charge?