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Kahuna Positivity Manifesto – August 3rd, 2016

Good morning Big Sexy people!
Today is one of the happiest memories of my life. It’s MaM’s birthday. 
We learned early in our marriage that we may not be able to have our own children. Then we explored the possibility of adoption and connected with an agency on the south side. Michelle and I created a scrapbook for prospective birth parents. We were selected even after their mother found my social media account. Turns out when you’re in your 20’s it difficult to find pictures of yourselves not holding wine glasses.

It was amazing to be able to be there for MaM’s birth. We call her The Monkey because she was born with long, tiny fingers. The name fit because she can climb anything.

We love watching her grow up and be her own person. Growing up a red head is always an adventure. Trust me, I know, I used to be one. 

So on this day at 8:03am weighing in at 8 pounds and three ounces, MaM entered our lives ready to take on the world. 

Love and cherish your children. They’re our future.

Be awesome!

Be Big Sexy!
I love you all!
This post is part of my Kahuna Positivity Manifesto. Treat positivity like cross fit or training for a marathon, tell as many people as possible all the time.


What Are Your Halloween Memories


What’s your earliest Halloween memory?

I was laying in bed last night thinking about this. Sorry for the crazy, I wrote this at 3 am.

I remember a costume I had when I was between six and eight years old. It was a costume of Evil Knievel, the stunt man. One of the incredibly unsafe 70’s era Halloween costumes. One where it would burst into flames if you were near any sort of heat source. There was a mask as well. The eye slits in the mask gave you a very limited field to see anything such as cars racing down the street or older kids trying to take your candy.

I remember MaM’s first Halloween. She had to be two to three months old. We hit a pumpkin patch in Fishers, Indiana and we went to the Governors Mansion. The governor and his wife dressed up in costumes and were handing out candy. Hold it, I don’t think we did that until after she was one. Getting old sucks. Anyways, we were at this pumpkin patch and I remember that MaM couldn’t sit up on her own yet. We had to lean her against the pumpkins to get a picture of her.
The first Halloween with The Fox was spent carrying him as we chased MaM around the neighborhood. I think we also hit the Governors mansion that year as well. Because we would walk the neighborhood and hit a couple of houses with the kids trick or treating, we headed to the gov’s residence and made that our thing. This year they are both bigger,stronger, and love candy. We will be walking a lot further.

I don’t remember any other Halloween as a child. Just the costume. I had a picture of my siblings and I dressed up in the 70’s, but I have misplaced it. Come to think of it, I just remember seeing a picture of a fat, red head in an Evil Knievel mask with a Barbie and a Wonder Woman. You can’t see anyone’s faces, just three 70’s costumes. A picture I have seen many times over the years. I can’t see the kids face. I just assumed it was me. That would suck if it wasn’t. I mean, what if that we’re someone else’s family. Here I am thinking it was from my past for all these years.
So what are your Halloween memories. Today, we learned that my Halloween memories suck. This year’s memory, for the kids will involve dressing up a fake manatee.

Be safe.

MaM Is Officially A Biker


MaM, my daughter, is amazing. Only a week after learning to ride a two wheel bicycle, she is hitting the trails. She wanted to explore where every trail went last week on our daily four mile round trip ride to the park. The best part, we yelled “SQUIRREL!” every single time we saw a squirrel. And there are a lot of them at our park.
One thing that helped her with balance and confidence was that she became a pro at riding a two wheel scooter. That made a huge difference. She was able to work on her balance and learn to work on stability while moving forward.
My advice, everyone falls, probably did not help. But, she overcame. We used to skate at the skateparks in Fishers and Carmel, Indiana. She got to see the big kids crash, fall, and get back up. This also made a big difference because she was able to see other kids wipe out, then pick themselves up and go.
I am so very proud of her. We tried to bike without training wheels once last year, I failed. We have rode the bikes every day for the last week. She is getting better with being aware of her surroundings. Last night, she asked about riding to school, maybe we’ll try that later this fall.


@BlueMile #BrewMile @DetourIndy w/ @CS_Indy

The start of the Blue Mile #BrewMile

We had a blast at the Blue Mile  Brew Mile event at Detour Indy last night with @CS_Indy, @Da_Rhettster, and @PeteRose82 . The run was to raise money for Back On My Feet. As we were registering, CS and I were asked by a race person( @BlueMile), if one of us was Kahuna.  We thought she was going to kick us out for the jokes we made on twitter before the race about doping up on bacon.

We walked  a half mile south of the restaurant on the Monon Trail.  There was some confusion before the race on where to start.  We were told, correctly, that the start line was a block south of the restaurant.  When we went there, we were the only one’s there and thought the race organizers were giving us fat people a hard time. By making us walk even further than a mile.   They gave away prizes before the race for people who have not run a half mile in the last six months and such.  My favorite award was for the people who’s weight began with a 3.  Another highlight was CS yelling “When you get out of high school and stop working out, you will look like me and Kahuna” to a high school cross country team. I agree with CS, that day will come for them. Our goals for this one mile run were simple, don’t get lost, survive, and don’t get arrested.

The Starting line

MaM loved completing her first organized run even though she was threatened that if she did beat @CS_Indy, she would not get a ride home from the race.  I later found out that CS was given the same threat by his girlfriend.  If he didn’t win, he was walking home.  We were off to a great start running like we were being chased by the police.  This burst of energy was over in about 200 feet and we started walking.  To try and slow CS down, I started yelling that I have candy and bacon.  This guy was a monster. I didn’t think that anything would stop him.  Until I yellad, “I have donuts!”  To which he stopped and turned around and yelled back “What type?”  I think some of the bigger runners( myself included) were surprised that we had to trot up a small hill. I can say from an experienced fatty, we all loved wal-running down the hill. I was worried about CS’s health after MaM shoved him off the course and ha was grabbing his knee. CS was in take no prisoners mode and took off like a bat out of hell, well as a person of weight AKA POW, more like a really slow sports car. But he caught  6 year old MaM at the half way point and flew past her.  MaM decided that she was’t going to take his crap decided that she was going to catch him.  She passed him about 20 feet before the finish line. The best part of the race was the end, where we all got to share a craft beer.  The best thing about registering a six year old in a Brew Mile race, tow drink tickets.  Not sure how CS got home. If you see him, ask.

@BlueMile and I after the race

 Be sure to head out to their next event in Greenwood and the Oaken Barrel on July 20th.