Saying goodbye (for now)


The old saying goes
“You dont know what you got till it’s gone”
Such wise words.

I have been filled with excitement about my move to California with my wife. I look forward to our road trip there and seeing all the people who have become my friends and family. But what happens after? What happens when I have been there for two months and it really starts to hit me that I’m here to stay?… This is my new home.

I love the city of Louisville Kentucky. It has been my home since I was a child. Its what I know. I wake up every day and it’s a part of my life. My backdrop, my playground, my community. I know the people here. I know safe places to be. I know where to go to find trouble. I know where the good food is. I mean the really good food. I know that just because it’s sunny right now doesn’t mean it won’t be storming in 2 hours. #ohiovalley. I know my mom loved this place and it will always remind me of her. I know I can always expect 264 to be backed up at Poplar Level. I know that if I need to get away there is a Heine brothers coffee somewhere nearby. I know few things are more beautiful than Eastern parkway in the fall. I know when the zombie outbreak hits I’m going to Knob Creek gun range.
So many things I will miss about this place. I’m leaving but this will always be my home. I hope I make you guys proud somehow. I’ll be back




Good morning everyone. Its 9:18am and I’m sipping my morning coffee thinking about my week ahead. Its my last week in Louisville and its all so bitter sweet. On one end I’m excited about the big move while on the other I’m scared and already feeling a little homesick. If I’m honest with myself though I’m ready and more than willing to take on what’s ahead.

Let me tell you about my weekend…. Which started on Thursday night as far as I’m concerned. My wife and I carpool to work. So when I picked her up Thursday night I was surprised when she gave me a letter she said her boss gave her. She told me she was afraid to open it and that I should read it for her. I didn’t hesitate. I wanted to know what was going on. I opened the letter in my usual style which is a little like a kid on Christmas. No regard for the envelope. Just get me to the goods.

The letter went a little like this…
Dear Mrs Adcock
This letter is to inform you that your employment will be terminated on 6/22/15. The reasons for this decision are outlined below
Blah blah blah….
We are sorry it had to come to this and wish you the best of luck in the future.

P.S. This is not a termination letter. This is in fact a sly way to show your husband how much you love him and to let him know you’re taking him to see Gary Clark jr tonight.

…… Yeah….. She did that
I couldn’t believe it. What an awesome surprise. I thought she was fired for about 20 seconds but still. She’s funny.
Needless to say the concert was awesome. Such a great time. Oh and great seats too. Only 5 rolls back. We were so close it hurt our ears.

So that was just the beginning. Friday we went to Nashville. Its only a couple hours for Louisville and we like to get out. The day in Nashville started 91st Gruhns guitars. Now for those of you who don’t know. I am a guitar nerd. Really just a nerd I’m general I confess. Anyway… The place is awesome. They are full of vintage, used, and new instruments. Of you’re ever in the area check it out.

Next came the bar hopping. Let me tell you. Its been awhile since I was drunk while the sun was up. It was a blast. We went to different restaurants and bars all over downtown. Thank god We could walk to them all. In the end we decided to stay the night there and slept on an air mattress in someone’s apartment for $40. Better deal than a hotel.

The rest of the weekend was a big splurge as well. This post is getting too long so I won’t talk about anything else. Just that we had a bunch of fun and spent a bunch of money. Wow we spent a bunch of money. 

My Baby Cakes


Good morning everyone. I hope everyone is feeling inspired today and ready to shake things up just a bit. It’s 9:30am and I’m sipping a Java Monster thinking about how beautiful life is. More specifically how beautiful my wife Bethany is.

**spoiler alert: this post is going to be about my love for a woman**

OK back to the subject. Beth and I have been married for almost 2 years now. We met through a mutual friend but had to maintain our friendship long distance because she lived in California and I lived in Kentucky. For 3 years our friendship looked like Facebook messages, phone calls at 3am, and text messages that brightened my day.

Then in October of 2012 we both decided if this was going to go anywhere we had to make something happen. We arranged for Bethany to come visit Louisville in April of 2013. We spent a week together and it was awesome, but that’s another post for another time.

I met her mom and step dad a few months later on a vacation in Chicago. We all hit it off great. Her mother is a saint. I don’t think there is a kinder woman walking the earth than my mother in law Joanna.

After we all went home from the Chicago trip Beth and I had a decision to make. If we were going to have a relationship together one of us was going to have to move. Luckily we both were young and had no children to complicate matters. We took the plunge and decided to get married.

Now I know what you’re thinking. That we’re crazy for getting married so fast. You would be justified in thinking it foolish, but guess what… We work. Like peanut butter and jelly, cereal and milk, like chicken tikki masala and naan. We work. Anyone who knows us can’t deny that were perfect for each other.

Now I know its only been 2 years but we are going strong. We compliment each other so well. We keep each other balanced and pushing towards the next level, whatever that may be. Not to say it doesn’t have its challenges, but the good far outweighs the bad.

I couldn’t ask for a better woman. Bethany is bright, funny, and compassionate. Traits that I’m having a hard time seeing in a world so focused on self. Women like her are the glue that hold the world  together. I’m overjoyed to get to spend my life with the one God made for me.

I know you’ll read this someday.
I love you Sweet Sauce