Good Man

A few weeks ago, while I was out with my parents. I mentioned in the blog post for it that the drive was boring. I think I wrote that sentence wrong, because there wasn’t anything bad about it. I mean, I did have my music on, the surrounding areas us in the car were pretty interesting. There was a part at the beginning of the drive that kind of made me think, like in a deep way.

Every once in a while, my dad will show his true colors. What he is truly thinking about at that moment. Usually, he’s had a few beers before he decides to let anyone know about them, but this time he was nice and sober. We stopped at a small gas station just before heading out of town. Past the driveway into the building, there’s a nice, light quiet pink building. A couple of years ago, it was turned into a small diner but I doubt it made it a year. It’s been empty for a while. Anyways, we past it on our way out and all of a sudden my dad says, “that’s what we need Meggie.” My nickname with my dad is Meggie Pooh. It’s one that I hate but I still allow him to use every once in a while. While he was busy driving I kind of gave him a look. I mean, I didn’t know if he was being serious. He’s voiced his opinions on opening up a restaurant many times before, but nothing’s ever been done about making things come true.

He was busy looking at the road in front of him, literally! He started throwing things like if he opened up a shop (later on I figured out he was talking about a car repair shop) and a restaurant. That was the first time I’ve ever heard him talk about getting a shop fixing on cars, but I could see it because he’s helped out his buddies and their vehicles for years! A few months ago, my mom’s battery went out in hers and instead of going to somebody else to work on it. He and some of our neighbors worked on it for probably 12 hours or so. He’s even gone as far as went and helped out a buddy of his at his shop for a few weeks! Now about opening up a restaurant part, my dad has said once that he’d “never” make anything for a big crowd, making it for family and friends were good enough for him. Now I’m starting to wonder if it is?

What got me the most was that I think he wanted to combine it all. He said something about having me working there, answering the phone and taking orders. I thought that was pretty sweet of him to think about while telling me this, but later on while we were going the spice and cake aisles at Wal-Mart of how much I’d want to cook/bake. I swear if I could reach the counter tops I would definitely like to bake. That’s what is basically holding me back is not being able to reach anything. My dad has lots of dreams that he apparently wants to accomplish one day. Something else that he really wants to do is fix our house; make it bigger and more handicap accessible for me.

My dad’s a very handy man; he used to work construction before he had to give it up because of his back. He’s also a male, so he’s very stubborn and doesn’t favor in stopping completely. That’s why he still lifts heavy things when he knows he shouldn’t. He likes fixing things and cooking a lot. Of course, cooking doesn’t have a lot of heavy lifting involve unless it’s a big bucket of sauce or a whole hog. I think he’ll still try to find a way to get it all done.

I’m always wondering about him, scratch that, we’re all worried about him at times. Because he’ll basically push himself sometimes past his limits. He has his good and bad days, but we all do one way or another. I feel like some days we use each other as our “inspirations” for a lack of a better term to describe our traits. Because whenever I’m in pain, it can be both intense and not so intense pain and I will not take any medicine. I was just talking about this during a chat on Twitter that he gets a little bit frustrated with me whenever I refuse medicine to help my pain. Here’s why though, I know if I have the right distractions I will forget about it. Now if its cramps related I’ll shallow my pride and take the damn things! I’m not the one to stop what I’m doing and rest. I’ve never been like that and I’ll say I had some help figuring this out from him because he is the same way! If he is in pain, even though he’s never been that vocal about what number of a 0-10 scale how much pain he’s in, there’s a chance he’ll take his medicine but he won’t stop and rest for a long period of time. We’re both the same as far as pushing ourselves past our limits.

I also have a feeling on certain times in his life, that he’s had to use me as his inspiration to get him through it. As much as I hate that word, I have been used as examples for strong physical pain and what kind of life message I try to share with others. I’m pretty sure everybody in my family has used me in some kind of matter in their lives. Being a person with a disability, people generally think of you having lots of strength to get through each day. This is something I get told a lot while I’m out in public. They say they admire me and what I can do. Something that I’ve learned is that I’ve just adapted to the things that I could do. I’ve been using my feet to do things since I was about three years old. I wasn’t built to walk on my feet, so the next best logical answer was the electric wheelchair which I happened to get at age four. After I had my back surgeries, not only did we have to find other ways to lift me but I also lost ways to do things, like getting on and off my bed and the couches. Even though I couldn’t do those things anymore we learned how to transfer successfully! Of course only one person will do it in our house, but at least I know I can do it and it doesn’t hurt me or anybody else. What’s all that really matter to me.

My dad has never read my blog before. He’s seen it, well in parts! I’ve never let him read one of my posts, especially my more personal ones. It’s mainly because he doesn’t use the internet like we do. Recently he did pull a good one; he came into my room one night talking about a lot of weird things. He came in asking about his FFDP CD I burned for him and he has expressed only a couple of times about if he should make a Facebook profile. He asked me in a serious tone and I laughed at him because he wouldn’t like it. He’d barely use it I think. Whenever he goes to borrow my laptop, I have to close the tabs he’s used because he doesn’t exactly know how to do it all. He’s got his adorable moments! He’s even gone as far to saying he wanted a Twitter account. If he made one I’d have to block him or hid myself for a few months until I knew he would be able to handle everything that I retweet and the blog chats that I join during the week in general. I think of anything, he’d be annoyed with both sites and ask one of us to delete his profile. That’s my opinion on it.


I think I’ve always been interested in Egypt; the history, mysteries over there since I was maybe eight or ten years old. I really don’t know how it got started and why I was so taken by the mummies, their views of the afterlife and the gods. It just memorized me enough that I have read a few books and watched so many specials on TV that in 2009, we heard about a new exhibition coming to the Children’s Museum in Indianapolis and it was called Tutankhamun: The Golden King and The Great Pharaohs. I was stoked but since it was up north, I figured I’d never get to see it. Well, one of my family friends was writing to my nana and she had gotten four tickets into the exhibit from her job but figured I’d like them more and my mom, sister and one of her friends were already going up north for a concert, now I had an excuse to go with them. My Aunt Laurie, cousin and her husband at the time took me up there and that was my second time ever been there in the museum. I was the only 17 year old that could past under the age of 10 and I was okay with that! I loved everything about it honestly! It was so bright, full of knowledge of King Tut and the other pharaohs and some about their wives and how they did the mummification. This was as close I was going to get ever getting to Egypt and I was okay with that!

When I saw the trailers on the Spike’s Facebook page I wasn’t really interested. I’m so used to watching the interviews of different Egyptologists and archaeologists talk about what they think what happened in their lives at the time and what the stories that they left behind on the inside of their tombs and other buildings. They’re still finding more information about these people and I, of course love every ounce of it! As far as getting interested in this miniseries, I had to make a deal with myself in a way, even though I knew I’d lose. I told myself just watch the first part. Time was getting closer and closer to the day and I actually kept getting excited about it. Finally after hearing about three months before it aired! I decided to record all three in case my dad wanted to watch it afterwards. It started Sunday night and I watched it until Wednesday afternoon. I was so addicted that I ended up surprising myself at the end. I was really sad that I almost started it over again.

To start this, while I was busy finishing the first and second episodes that I couldn’t keep myself away from my wandering thoughts. I wanted to how much of this was true. I should have waited until it was finished completely but I didn’t. I found information while I was watching it that there were a lot of things in the miniseries that may not have happened. This is where you’ll be finding spoilers so beware! I knew (and have known for years!) that Askhesenamun had two stillborn daughters, in the show they still categorized them as stillborn but sons instead. There’s no record of her life after Tut’s death so whether or not she got pregnant again by anybody else is unknown. My second problem was of the story line using Suhad, who was a woman Tut meets in the marketplace in the beginning and she is Mitanni/Egyptian that basically falls in love with the King and it’s mutual, she ends up pregnant by him and is ultimately killed at the hands by Askhesenamun. This person and Ka, who is Tut’s friend/Askhesenamun’s lover/father of third child don’t exactly exist. Lastly, the Mitanni and Egyptian war, the whole thing that the show is based around. I was more concerned about this than anything else. There was a battle between both places but wrong pharaoh. It was during the Pharoah Tuthmosis IV’s reign instead. There’s not much about it, but I did find this.

I’ll be honest I have never seen any other TV show or movies with these actors/actresses, except for one. I have seen Ben Kingsley in another movie. I find I’m more critical while watching these types of shows, movies because you’re taking a part of history and your creating a visual of what life could have been like. Acting the parts is only half as good as looking the part. I thought the use of Avan Jogia as King Tut and Sybilla Deen as Askhesenamun were a good choices for the two main roles, but I hate, hate, hate it when movies use different actors/actresses from other countries. I would have liked all actors to be true to who they are playing and I think ethics is a big part of that! Knowing that not single person on the credits is Egyptian is a little insulting! I say that but I wouldn’t change Avan or Sybilla so I just contradicted myself. I have to say I think Avan was awesome as King Tut, very believable! Alexander Siddig as the High Priest was very malicious! I hated the guy, but the part was great for him though!

I think watching this made me want to get books and watch other documentaries of Ancient Egypt again. Too bad the History channels hardly ever switch up their guide anymore. Even though I did give a lot of the story line away. I think it was pretty awesome. I got through the blood a lot easier than I thought I would! For a miniseries like this one to be shown on Spike, I think it was a good risk to take! As much as I had a lot that I didn’t agree with, this is just somebody perception’s of how the story could have gone back then and who knows it could have we might never know!

Do you watch the three part miniseries? What were your thoughts on it?