Love to read!

What's your favorite?

Evey has been asking me a lot of tough questions lately.

"What's your favorite jungle animal?"

"What's your favorite Christmas gift?"

"Who is your favorite singer?"

For Christmas gift, I answered DESTRO, an individual G.I. Joe toy I got back in 1985 or 1986. Just a cool design. He's still on my bookshelf, I showed him to Evey today...

Somewhere, I think there's a photo of me holding Destro up, on Christmas Day.

Which reminded me of this old photo, and if she's never interested in comic books again... here's at least proof that she enjoyed them at Christmas 2015....

Evey got a haircut!

And lost two teeth on the same day. It was a big day.

Toothfairy dropped a $5 bill on her for the two teeth, better than her normal $2 bill!

Should I blog about Mom?

I'm not sure when to blog about Mom. I feel like Mom's passing has given me writer's block, a slight taste of depression, but mostly a highball glass full of anger.

There's a very good chance I'll spend the next 90 minutes writing and thinking, and then I'll delete it anyway.

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Just the facts: the coroner chose "atherosclerotic cardiovascular disease" as Mom's cause of death. Google it, and let me know what it says.

Not a fact: Pretty sure 90 ounces of Coca-Cola everyday, a bad sleep schedule and a lousy diet didn't help. But I'm not a doctor.

Dad's passing killed Mom seven years ago. It just took her this long to mount enough of an attack on her own constitution to finally succumb to sweet, sweet death.

Rest in peace, Mom.

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When Dad passed, I felt honored to write about him in the past tense, like he went out on his shield. It was merciful. It was OK. It was over.

With Mom, I feel like I owe everyone an apology. Not sure who all still reads this blog (Mom didn't) but I'd like to say sorry to you, about the way everything went down.

These last several years have been really confusing, regarding my mom. But she was my mom.

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It should be noted that I'm listening to Rage Against the Machine. But no, I have not consumed any Maker's Mark. But I did bring a bottle of Maker's Mark home from Mom's house.

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It's a little over two weeks in now. There is one thing that I understand better now, since Mom has passed: I have wonderful friends.

From my wife, who has been the picture of positivity in order to help me, to friends like the Abasolos, Bauers, Nunns, Stoltman, Roberts, Richard, la familia, the neighbors...

My kids, Evey and Boyd, are the best.

Boyd won't remember his maternal grandmother. But he's doing a good job of being warm to me when I walk in the house after a trip to Mulvane.

I will clothesline him soon.

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You know what's killing me? Evey has been reading the blog lately. She'll read this, if I don't delete it.

Evey is so sweet. I think her biggest concern though this whole thing? Is seeing me struggle a bit, and she's worried about me.

She's so sweet!

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One thing that really makes me mad is I'm 39, and both my parents are passed.

But whoa is me — maybe I need to finally grow up.

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Good night. I'll read this tomorrow, see if I leave it up.

Jax & Boyd

Wolverine vs. Wolverine!

Rest in peace Mom

Funeral on Tuesday. Details at Wichita Eagle.

Pic

Today we went to the movies hoping to see Captain America Civil War but when we got there we found out that it was sold out. We just kept our cool and went to the movie Zootopa instead. In the middle of the movie it turned off because there was a huge storm but then about 10 minutes later it turned back on. We all agreed that it was good but we were still sad about Captain America but we still had a good time anyway.

By Evey