07-23-2013, 09:08 AM
A Nice Little Talk
I finished my plate if pancakes and bacon, and proceeded to place my plate in the sink. We didn't have a dishwasher, but I've always washed my dishes by hand. I just never got around to buying a dishwasher anyways, it seems stupid to spend so much money on a machine to wash your dishes, when a simple sponge or rag with a little Dawn does just as well.
So what was so important that you wanted to talk about?
Well I wanted to talk to you about a few things, but mostly about the adoption.
OK, I figured we were set on all that.
We had been talking about having another kid for a few years now. We had jumped around different ideas for exactly what we were going to do. First we looked into surrogate mothers, but Stacy and I ultimately decided that a newborn was not the best choice based on our current living conditions. With me on the road three days a week, Ivy in school, and Stacy working her job, we would have no time to give a baby the around the clock care they would need. So we came to a decision to adopt a kid that was at least school aged, so that way we could keep things as normal as possible. Of course adding a member to the family isn't going to keep things normal, but it will be a fun and challenging change.
I think we should talk to Ivy about this before we get too far into this process.
OK, that seems more then fair.
Plus she can help us pick out her brother.
You know its not like buying candy at the store right?
You know what I meant.
Of course I knew what she meant. It's not like you go to your local foster home and pick the one that is the longest expiration date from the day you go. Normally they will see what your looking for and the adoption workers find the best match....sort of like eHarmony.com. Either way, knew we wanted a boy. Beyond that, we had no idea what was going to happen when we actually got around to the actual adoption process.
I know. I wouldn't think she would be so upset by the whole thing. Why do think she will be?
I don't know. I mean she has been an only child for this long. Who is to say she won't lash out?
Well like you said, that's why we ask her what she thinks about the whole thing. We can do it when I get back Thursday.
That's another thing I wanted to talk about.
This conversation came up quite frequently since I started back into the world of professional wrestling. She was under the impression when I left my last employer, I was going to find a more conventional job. That was the plan after all, but my damn brother made it so tempting to come back. Now here I am wrestling in the XWF, and where is my brother Scott?? He said he was going to...
We are not getting into this. This always happens before I go to do Madness. Why do you feel the need to constantly badger me about this?
Oh, i don't know. Maybe because you said you were done with this stupid fantasy of yours.
Stupid? Do I call your "profession" stupid?
At least I can't break my neck doing my job.
You didn't seem too worried about that when I was world champion.
WOW! Your not twenty-three anymore, your in your mid thirties. Your going to hit forty in a few year, and your going to be in a wheelchair.
I think I can handle myself. I mean I have managed to calculated risks my entire career.
Well, I wish you would think of me and your daughter when....
I DO!
I violently slam my hands on the kitchen table, causing my now nearly empty mug of coffee to spill. Stacy didn't actually hate my wrestling, in fact she loved the fact she was married to a world renowned wrestler. It's just that the last few years have seen me more worn out and hurting after every week of wrestling. She has wanted me to step back from the dangers of wrestling and try doing something more normal with my life. I did too for the longest time, but Scott figured I could really shine in the XWF. He managed to have some success in his short time, I assumed I would be able to as well. Who knows, this may be my last run in this line of work. Maybe I can fall back on my first jobs out of college, but I'm sure I would need to get re-certified.
Look, I just want you to be able to see your daughter become an adult. Plus, if were going to adopt another kid, he's going to need a father.
I know.
Well I'm gonna get going to work. I'll see you when you get back on Thursday.
Alright, I love you.
I love you too.
Stacy gave me a long-winded kiss before she grabbed her purse and headed out the door. I got up and followed her as she walked out and I stood in the doorway. She got into her car, waving as she back out and drove off. I waved back and headed back into the house. Now it was just me sitting in the empty house, which was common every Monday morning before the show. It had been an early morning, and I felt like going back to bed. Unfortunately, I needed to get ready. I head back to my room to shower and get packed. This is going to be an interesting week, since this would mark my official in-ring debut for the XWF. I walk into the bathroom, and strip down to get in the shower. I turn on the water and start the shower. Before stepping in, I turn back to the mirror.
I am a star. I'm a star, I'm a star. I'm a star. I am a big bright shining star!
I step into the shower and wash away...that's right.
I finished my plate if pancakes and bacon, and proceeded to place my plate in the sink. We didn't have a dishwasher, but I've always washed my dishes by hand. I just never got around to buying a dishwasher anyways, it seems stupid to spend so much money on a machine to wash your dishes, when a simple sponge or rag with a little Dawn does just as well.
So what was so important that you wanted to talk about?
Well I wanted to talk to you about a few things, but mostly about the adoption.
OK, I figured we were set on all that.
We had been talking about having another kid for a few years now. We had jumped around different ideas for exactly what we were going to do. First we looked into surrogate mothers, but Stacy and I ultimately decided that a newborn was not the best choice based on our current living conditions. With me on the road three days a week, Ivy in school, and Stacy working her job, we would have no time to give a baby the around the clock care they would need. So we came to a decision to adopt a kid that was at least school aged, so that way we could keep things as normal as possible. Of course adding a member to the family isn't going to keep things normal, but it will be a fun and challenging change.
I think we should talk to Ivy about this before we get too far into this process.
OK, that seems more then fair.
Plus she can help us pick out her brother.
You know its not like buying candy at the store right?
You know what I meant.
Of course I knew what she meant. It's not like you go to your local foster home and pick the one that is the longest expiration date from the day you go. Normally they will see what your looking for and the adoption workers find the best match....sort of like eHarmony.com. Either way, knew we wanted a boy. Beyond that, we had no idea what was going to happen when we actually got around to the actual adoption process.
I know. I wouldn't think she would be so upset by the whole thing. Why do think she will be?
I don't know. I mean she has been an only child for this long. Who is to say she won't lash out?
Well like you said, that's why we ask her what she thinks about the whole thing. We can do it when I get back Thursday.
That's another thing I wanted to talk about.
This conversation came up quite frequently since I started back into the world of professional wrestling. She was under the impression when I left my last employer, I was going to find a more conventional job. That was the plan after all, but my damn brother made it so tempting to come back. Now here I am wrestling in the XWF, and where is my brother Scott?? He said he was going to...
We are not getting into this. This always happens before I go to do Madness. Why do you feel the need to constantly badger me about this?
Oh, i don't know. Maybe because you said you were done with this stupid fantasy of yours.
Stupid? Do I call your "profession" stupid?
At least I can't break my neck doing my job.
You didn't seem too worried about that when I was world champion.
WOW! Your not twenty-three anymore, your in your mid thirties. Your going to hit forty in a few year, and your going to be in a wheelchair.
I think I can handle myself. I mean I have managed to calculated risks my entire career.
Well, I wish you would think of me and your daughter when....
I DO!
I violently slam my hands on the kitchen table, causing my now nearly empty mug of coffee to spill. Stacy didn't actually hate my wrestling, in fact she loved the fact she was married to a world renowned wrestler. It's just that the last few years have seen me more worn out and hurting after every week of wrestling. She has wanted me to step back from the dangers of wrestling and try doing something more normal with my life. I did too for the longest time, but Scott figured I could really shine in the XWF. He managed to have some success in his short time, I assumed I would be able to as well. Who knows, this may be my last run in this line of work. Maybe I can fall back on my first jobs out of college, but I'm sure I would need to get re-certified.
Look, I just want you to be able to see your daughter become an adult. Plus, if were going to adopt another kid, he's going to need a father.
I know.
Well I'm gonna get going to work. I'll see you when you get back on Thursday.
Alright, I love you.
I love you too.
Stacy gave me a long-winded kiss before she grabbed her purse and headed out the door. I got up and followed her as she walked out and I stood in the doorway. She got into her car, waving as she back out and drove off. I waved back and headed back into the house. Now it was just me sitting in the empty house, which was common every Monday morning before the show. It had been an early morning, and I felt like going back to bed. Unfortunately, I needed to get ready. I head back to my room to shower and get packed. This is going to be an interesting week, since this would mark my official in-ring debut for the XWF. I walk into the bathroom, and strip down to get in the shower. I turn on the water and start the shower. Before stepping in, I turn back to the mirror.
I am a star. I'm a star, I'm a star. I'm a star. I am a big bright shining star!
I step into the shower and wash away...that's right.