my Cowboys lost. Good to see they're consistent. With LOSING. What a long football season this will be. I'll be sure to work the Mon night that Minn and Green Bay play. I don't need to be at home listening to the screaming at the tv even though the refs can't hear you even if you drop 17 F bombs. Better make sure the baby is out of the room. When Donovan was still a newborn, the Stanley Cup finals were on, last game of the series and there was a bad call. Kirk was holding Donovan, he let the tv know in no uncertain terms how displeased he was then Donovan proceeded to tell his father how frightened he was. Kirk felt so bad for making Donovan cry so bad. I felt bad for both of them. More so for the kid of course. =0)
I haven't blogged in 8 months. We bought a house, still unpacking, school started. You know, life. I felt the need, the urgent need to blog about the Adrian Peterson situation today. I am full of all sorts of feelings and had to write about it. I would love to hear your thoughts on this whole thing. No really, I would. I don't feel I was a douchebag in my writing so all I ask is you not be a douchebag in your response. Thanks. My thoughts on the Adrian Peterson situation (but first, some backstory): I was spanked as a child. I'm pretty sure most of us that grew up in the 80s were. Until the summer between 5th and 6th grade I lived in Charelston, SC and from 6th to 11th grade, North Chicaco, IL. I have seen every form of discipline doled out on a child. I've seen spankings, beatings, hairbrushes smacked into heads, spoons hitting the tops of heads, whips, belts and even switches. I've seen it all. Most of you know that my son is named after a little boy who
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