Well, That's Just Great
wellthatsjustducky:

A classic Ducky post for Father’s Day.
wellthatsjustgreat:

Ducky: Thanks, Daddy.
Me: For what?
Ducky: For taking me out.
Me: Kinda’ gotta, Ducky. You need to go potty.
Ducky: I know. But I can tell you don’t always want to. Especially when you’re comfy on the couch or in the daddy bed.
Me: It’s my job, Ducky. It’s what daddies do.
Ducky: Why didn’t you and mommy ever get one of those human doggies?
Me: …
Ducky: …
Me: You mean have a baby?
Ducky: Yeah. They seem very popular.
Me: They are. Just wasn’t right for your mom and me. And honestly I never thought I’d be a very good daddy.
Ducky: Why?
Me: Lots of reasons. I’m pretty selfish. Fairly lazy. I don’t make a lot of money. And then there are all of the things about me that don’t need to be passed on into the gene pool. I think I would feel awful if I created another depressed, anxious, underachieving loner. I can handle being unhappy. I don’t think I could handle having created an unhappy child.
Ducky: Oh. So all those people with human doggies decided to get them because they thought that they’d make great mommies and daddies?
Me: A lot of them did. But I think usually the condom just breaks.
Ducky: What does that mean?
Me: Never mind.
Ducky: You’re a good daddy to me, Daddy.
Me: You don’t always think so.
Ducky: You want consistent emotion, get a hamster.
Me: Fair enough.
Ducky: You’re a good daddy to me. Thanks for being my daddy.
Me: Thanks, Duck.
Ducky: Happy Daddies Day, Daddy. I love you.
Me: Thanks, Duck. I love you too.
Ag

wellthatsjustducky:

A classic Ducky post for Father’s Day.

wellthatsjustgreat:

Ducky: Thanks, Daddy.

Me: For what?

Ducky: For taking me out.

Me: Kinda’ gotta, Ducky. You need to go potty.

Ducky: I know. But I can tell you don’t always want to. Especially when you’re comfy on the couch or in the daddy bed.

Me: It’s my job, Ducky. It’s what daddies do.

Ducky: Why didn’t you and mommy ever get one of those human doggies?

Me:

Ducky:

Me: You mean have a baby?

Ducky: Yeah. They seem very popular.

Me: They are. Just wasn’t right for your mom and me. And honestly I never thought I’d be a very good daddy.

Ducky: Why?

Me: Lots of reasons. I’m pretty selfish. Fairly lazy. I don’t make a lot of money. And then there are all of the things about me that don’t need to be passed on into the gene pool. I think I would feel awful if I created another depressed, anxious, underachieving loner. I can handle being unhappy. I don’t think I could handle having created an unhappy child.

Ducky: Oh. So all those people with human doggies decided to get them because they thought that they’d make great mommies and daddies?

Me: A lot of them did. But I think usually the condom just breaks.

Ducky: What does that mean?

Me: Never mind.

Ducky: You’re a good daddy to me, Daddy.

Me: You don’t always think so.

Ducky: You want consistent emotion, get a hamster.

Me: Fair enough.

Ducky: You’re a good daddy to me. Thanks for being my daddy.

Me: Thanks, Duck.

Ducky: Happy Daddies Day, Daddy. I love you.

Me: Thanks, Duck. I love you too.

Ag

wellthatsjustducky:

Me: Happy, Duck?
Ducky: Very!
Me: I’m glad.
Ducky: It shows?
Me: It shows.
Ducky: My futon is back!
Me: Technically it never left. It was just buried for awhile from the move.
Ducky: Why was it buried?
Me: We just had a lot of stuff and we didn’t know where to put it so we piled it on top of the futon in this room.
Ducky: Or maybe burying it was your subconscious’s way of saying there were things from the last few years that you still weren’t ready to deal with?
Me: …
Ducky: …
Me: Possibly.
Ducky: Uncovering it would seem to be healthy then.
Me: I’m hoping.
Ducky: …
Me: You’re a pretty insightful doggie.
Ducky: Possibly.
Me: You might also just really want the futon to stay accessible.
Ducky: I’m hoping.
Me: …
Ducky: I know you used to be pretty upset on this futon sometimes.
Me: Yeah. That futon was where I ended up after some very bad days when I made a lot of stupid mistakes.
Ducky: I know. But you also used to nap with me on this futon.
Me: Yeah.
Ducky: Which was nice. And The Lady became your second best friend on this futon.
Me: Second best, huh?
Ducky: Google “Man’s Best Friend.” I don’t make these rules.
Me: Fair enough.
Ducky: I’m sorry the futon makes you think of not so happy times.
Me: It’s okay. I think it’s time for me to make peace with the not so happy times.
Ducky: They got us here. 
Me: They played a role in it.
Ducky: And here is a pretty good place to be.
Me: Yeah. It is.
Ducky: …
Me: Can I take nap on the futon with you, Ducky?
Ducky: That sounds nice. I love you, Daddy.
Me: I love you too, Ducky.
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Ag

wellthatsjustducky:

Me: Happy, Duck?

Ducky: Very!

Me: I’m glad.

Ducky: It shows?

Me: It shows.

Ducky: My futon is back!

Me: Technically it never left. It was just buried for awhile from the move.

Ducky: Why was it buried?

Me: We just had a lot of stuff and we didn’t know where to put it so we piled it on top of the futon in this room.

Ducky: Or maybe burying it was your subconscious’s way of saying there were things from the last few years that you still weren’t ready to deal with?

Me:

Ducky:

Me: Possibly.

Ducky: Uncovering it would seem to be healthy then.

Me: I’m hoping.

Ducky:

Me: You’re a pretty insightful doggie.

Ducky: Possibly.

Me: You might also just really want the futon to stay accessible.

Ducky: I’m hoping.

Me:

Ducky: I know you used to be pretty upset on this futon sometimes.

Me: Yeah. That futon was where I ended up after some very bad days when I made a lot of stupid mistakes.

Ducky: I know. But you also used to nap with me on this futon.

Me: Yeah.

Ducky: Which was nice. And The Lady became your second best friend on this futon.

Me: Second best, huh?

Ducky: Google “Man’s Best Friend.” I don’t make these rules.

Me: Fair enough.

Ducky: I’m sorry the futon makes you think of not so happy times.

Me: It’s okay. I think it’s time for me to make peace with the not so happy times.

Ducky: They got us here. 

Me: They played a role in it.

Ducky: And here is a pretty good place to be.

Me: Yeah. It is.

Ducky:

Me: Can I take nap on the futon with you, Ducky?

Ducky: That sounds nice. I love you, Daddy.

Me: I love you too, Ducky.

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Ag

The futon is back!

Car shopping continues tomorrow

Things have been as unpleasant as even when buying a car, but the finish line is in sight. As long as nothing else happens to add to the complexity and hassle I should be…

Wait a minute. The car I was going to trade in. Belle’s name is still on the title too…

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I hope one day to be able to watch “Up” again.

I saw it in the middle of my separation and move towards divorce. Belle and I always talked about growing old together, so all the stuff with Carl and Ellie had an extra layer of heavy for me beyond what was already there.

And a talking dog that helped Carl as he journeyed towards a “new adventure.” I may have yelled “REALLY?! ARE YOU FRIGGIN’ KIDDING ME?!” in the theater.

Ag

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Hi, friends!

We were really happy with the post this week. It conveys the same tone as we’re going for with the book. So it’s a good week to introduce people to "Well That’s Just Ducky!"

You know. If you wanna’. 

And if they head over this week they’ll see our most recent video and updates on the book! Imagine their enjoyment!!

:-)

Thanks for the support, everyone!

Ag & Ducky

We just passed our goal at indiegogo…

and Belle is the one who took us over the top.

Yeah. I might be teary right now.

Ag

Lots of people found value in my divorce posts. I found value in sharing them. Here’s a link to one that someone reblogged and a response from me to the well meaning person who fell into a trap that lots of well meaning people do.

wellthatsjustgreat:

Ten Things To Know:

  1. It sucks ass.
  2. You are stronger than you realize and can get through this.
  3. Point Two does not in any way change Point One.
  4. Getting divorced is horrible. Being divorced is much better. Keep reminding yourself that.
  5. You will be surprised at how…

I’m glad when anyone finds anything I write to be of value. Share all you want. Thank you.

But…

If you know someone going through a divorce please be sensitive and avoid saying that you understand because you’ve also gone through a break up.

Divorce has everything that is bad about a breakup, plus lawyers, and the real threat of financial ruin, and the likely loss of a home, and separation from children (or dogs if you have been smart enough to avoid pregnancy and adopt dogs because they’re like, you know, in every way better than children) and a loss of identity on a much larger scale.

And you never have to be reminded by tumblr posts that say “When I Get Married For The First Time It Will Be For The LAST Time!” that some people in society view you as a failure and a bad person.

And you never think, “This person I just met seems really wonderful. I hope they don’t run when I tell them I broke up with someone once.”

I am not trying to minimize anyone’s pain. But there are things specific to divorce that make it a unique type of ass sucking fuck shittery.

Ag

wellthatsjustgreat:


My Blackberry this morning.
I have a lot going on in the next 24 hours. Didn’t want to forget either important life event.
Ag


Looking back at four years of Well That’s Just Great, this post seemed to nicely encapsulate my 2010 content. 

Ag

wellthatsjustgreat:

My Blackberry this morning.

I have a lot going on in the next 24 hours. Didn’t want to forget either important life event.

Ag

Looking back at four years of Well That’s Just Great, this post seemed to nicely encapsulate my 2010 content. 

Ag

Hmmm. I have to get up at 4:00 am to run a half marathon. It’s 10:00 pm now. My anxiety and depression have been flaring up. I think now is a good time to get on the Internet and restart all the work I’ve been avoiding with refinancing the house to get Belle off the mortgage. Yup. I’ll get to think about my divorce, have to fill out confusing forms with information that I’ll feel stupid for not knowing, discover expenses I never considered, and become gripped with crippling self loathing. Yeah. Sounds like a good idea.
Me, about an hour and a half ago. Because I’m an idiot.