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The things in my head go ’round and ’round

This is my life. You can’t have it.

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Lets look at what was happening last year

Taking it easy this Labor Day morning. I have some major housecleaning to do, but right now I am just hangin’ and watching the news.

Took a small journey through the past, looking at what I was doing last year at this time and it seems that I was just a might bitter about having to work on Labor Day.

I also had one of my kids celebrate a birthday.

I didn’t have a Sheetz burger last night, I had frozen pizza, but it looks like my eating habits haven’t changed much over the past year. Nor my way of looking at things.

MLW and The Princess are coming home tomorrow. Consequently I have to clean up the beer bottles, and do the dishes. We had folks in on Saturday who painted, and finished putting up the cabinets in the kitchen. Now all we have to do is to paper the walls and the kitchen is done. That is exciting. We also upgraded the electrical service in this house finally. Now I can run the dishwasher and the microwave without popping breakers.

Looks like things are looking up.

What is going on in your world?

Namaste.

The necessary evil

It is that time of year again. Back to school. And if you read any of the blogs written by Mom’s, it is a time of bittersweet. Stay at home Mom’s get a breather from being on call 24/7 with their kids.

That is the sweet part. The bitter part is that they no longer are on call. Someone else has their charges for a few hours a day.

And the Mom’s get to spend some childless time thinking about their kids.

The curse of being a parent. When they are with you, all you think about is your kids. When they aren’t with you, all you think about is your kids.

Blah.

As a parent you have 6 years to teach them how to be independent, and play nice. And after that you have X amount of years to teach them how to do all of that and not need you any longer.

Well, not need you quite so much.

Love them kids. Just can’t eat a whole one.

Namaste.

A long time coming

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have been gone for awhile again. Life does that to you.

But in my absence the spammers have tried to break down the doors and take over. I just deleted 25 different spam comments. What a waste of time and effort. On everybodys part. Because you can’t tell me that there is actually someone out there that puts together these spam comments and then hits send. It has to be a spider of some kind doing it. And the other waste of time is me deleting the stupid things. I have a pretty good spam filter, though sometimes crap does get through. If some of these folks would want to advertise on here I would consider it. For a price. Not a big price, mind you, but not for free.

Free is mine.

The youngest son was here for a few days, and left on Friday. My eldest daughter and the youngest son have this rivalry of sorts going on as to who is the favorite child. The eldest son doesn’t get into it as he knows that he is his Mothers favorite. How does he know? She has told him. And everybody else. Which is pretty creepy for the youngest son.

But for me? My favorite is….every stinking one of them. Each one is special to me in their own particular, and peculiar way. And that is the way it is now, and the way that it will always believe.

So, Raven. You can believe what you want. That is up to you, but there is no difference between you, Pierce, and Cali-boy. Except Cali-boy is waaayyy more passive aggressive than any of you, hands down.

Gotta scoot.

Namaste.

Can you hear me now?

Verizon has a catchy little commercial wrapped around that little phrase. Started out with the one geekly looking guy walking around with his telephone out asking

“Can you hear me now?”

And a lot of us bought it. Hook, line, and sinker. Me, and MLW included. See, a year ago we were with another cell phone carrier. And not happy. Seemed like we were being nickel and dimed to death. Rate increases, and we weren’t getting that great of reception. And then a few of MLW’s friends started talking to her about Verizon.

You see, MLW goes camping in the Fall with some of her High School classmates. In the mountains of Pennsylvania. All of her buddies were able to contact their significants without any problem. MLW had to borrow one of their phones to call The Princess and I.
That did not go over well. It was an inconvenience that did not need to be. So we started talking about changing carriers, and because I got a corporate rate from Verizon, we went with them.

Then we had to pick out phones. Me, I am not cool so I went with a Nokia flip phone. I works. It rings, life is good. But The Princess had to have a Strawberry Chocolate, and MLW had seen The Razr. That was that for them.

Until MLW found that her nifty, cute little phone got worse reception than what she had with the old company. So I called Verizon and told them our concerns. The nice lady on who answered the phone suggested that I take it to a Verizon store, or kiosk at the mall and have them do a “download”. And I did. Unfortunately, the nice young man at the kiosk told me that there wasn’t a whole bunch that could be done. That the Razr was a quick produced phone to match a competitor and would never equal the reception I get with my Nokia.

And I had to go back home and tell that to MLW. Not good. What was even more frustrating to her is that on our vacation last week, both The Princess and I had wonderful reception on our phones. While MLW had zip. So, she would have to use one of our phones to make any calls that she wanted to make.

Verizon, I am asking nicely. Please get me a phone that gets the reception that you advertise, is stylish, and I can afford for MLW. She is a hard working woman who has to put up with me on a daily basis. Let’s help the woman out, ok?

Thanks.

Namaste.

The music of our lives.

98 degrees, partly sunny. Wind coming at you like a tornado. Water temp at about 80.

Tell that you aren’t jealous.

So there we were. Slathered sun screen on all of our exposed extremities. Gathered all of our various chairs, towels, boogie boards, drinks and headed to the shore. Like an itinerant band of gypsies. Joining with the rest of Mom’s, and Dad’s dragging their various kiddos kicking and screaming so that they COULD HAVE SOME FUN, DAMMIT.

Gotta love being a parent on a hot, muggy day. The kids would have been happy to hang in the house/motel room in the air conditioner, watching Sponge Bob. Mom, and Dad though were having none of this. They had spent GOOD MONEY to bring their kiddos to the ocean so that they could HAVE SOME FUN, DAMMIT.

Watching people on the beach is finally fun. I have gotten to the age where I know that any girl on the beach is not going to be looking at me unless I just happen to be in her line of vision. I am a bald, 50 year old man. Anyone on the beach is going to be either the age of MLW, or of one of my kids. Sometimes being/getting old is liberating. With that being said, I then get to zoom in on the kiddos. I love kids. Just can’t eat a whole one. Watching the way boys and girls are the same up until they hit around 8 or 9. When they are in that 0-6 stage they all want to get out and chase waves. And that has got to be the cutest thing in the world. Listening to their laughter mixing with the sound of the waves.

That is music to my ears.

Time to get back into the air conditioning so that I don’t spontaneously explode into flames.

Namaste.

These are the things in my head

For Tuesday.

The things in my head:

I need to get a digital camera for myself. MLW has hers. The Princess has hers. I need one of my own. There. I said it, and I mean it.

Now if only I had the money to buy it.

Sigh.

We are leaving for North Carolina this coming Saturday. We should be leaving early Saturday morning, but due to circumstances beyond my understanding, I have have to work for part of the day on Saturday. That being said, MLW and The Princess along with her sidekick will be picking my up from work and we will be jetting down the freeway at warp speed.

If you are heading south on 95 this weekend, just get out of the way. It will be fine.

Which leads me to “The things that WILL NOT be in my head”. Namely music. I have been rhapsodizing about Ipods and the such lately, but in truth I have none. Again, MLW has hers, and The Princess has hers, but me? Nada. Zilch.

To be upfront, MLW did offer to purchase one for me not long ago and I demurred. I have my CD player for my truck, I figured that I didn’t need something to pour sweet music directly into my head.

I was wrong. I need something for this drive as I won’t be able to play the vehicles CD player without keeping everyone awake and bitching at me to TURN IT DOWN!!

I tend to listen to my music loudly.

So I have a couple of things to work on the next few days. Along with:

Tearing out the rest of the carpet in the living room.

Cleaning out all of the cupboards, and under the sink in the kitchen.

Cleaning out and moving the refrigerator from the kitchen.

Moving as much of the furniture out of the living room as possible.

Because while we are down in NC, gnomes are coming into our house and demo’ing our kitchen, and putting down wood flooring in our living room.

This is going to be interesting.

Namaste.

Best Beach Ever!

In one week I will be sitting in the drivers seat of a Dodge Caravan traveling at just a bit over the posted speed limit, still being passed like I am standing still by the rest of the populace, heading for North Carolina.

Just the sound of that makes me wistful.

Sun, sand, heat, ocean breeze, alcohol, a fine cigar, good cooking, family, no internet.

What?

NO INTERNET????

Yes, the house we chose this year does not have internet. Not until I pushed the button that sealed our reservation, did I find this out. Silly man. In the time since I have been scouring Oak Island, North Carolina on the internet looking for a Wi-Fi hotspot that I don’t have to pay for. The only one I have found to this point has been a McDonald in Southport. I am not one to hang out in McDonalds, though to get my daily fix of internet crap I will do what I have to do.

But lets just be clear on this. If any of you know of a Wi-Fi hotspot in, or around Oak Island, North Carolina please tell me where it is. Other than the McDonalds. I already know about that one.

With that being said, starting next week you will be seeing less of me here. Please don’t freak out and desert me completely. I could go the “Guest Blogger” route that so many of my peers have gone, but I just can’t choose which of my 2 readers to hand the keys to. Both of them are so worthy. I will be taking the lap top with me so that I can write while we are on vacation, because the voices just never seem to quit talking. And that should mean a veritable flood of posts when we get back.

Any questions? Good.

Gotta go rip up some more carpeting.

Namaste.

Workin’ for the weekend

Well, not really the weekend but it is the only two days off in a row that I am going to see before I go on vacation.

Which is in TWO WEEKS!!!!

I would like to say that I can’t wait, but the reality is that I have to wait. Because the time off starts in two weeks, not today. Unless, of course, I fake some crazy illness and take the next two weeks off from work.

Speaking of a crazy illness. Those of us who have been paying attention have known that I had an allergic reaction to poison ivy. Did the whole ER thing, got the steroids, got the benedryl, got the shakes and the mood swings. For those who weren’t paying attention, specifically the people that I work with, I did not get an infection from a tattoo. Idiots.

The people I work with seem to be some of the most un-trusting folks that you can come across. I had to leave work early on Friday due to my leg swelling up. The patch of poison ivy on the back of my leg had soaked 3 sets of bandages through with lymph that my body was making to try and deal with the poison ivy. One of my co-workers thought that it would be a neat thing to do to start a rumor that I had an infection due to a bad tat. Then when I went into work on Saturday I had to show my boss my leg to prove to him that I did indeed have poison ivy.

This is the first time in 28 years of work that I have had to prove my illness to a boss. Just makes you all warm and fuzzy inside, now doesn’t it? Paranoid people make me crazy.

With that being said, I am going to go enjoy the day. MLW, The Princess and I are going to see a movie today. Something we haven’t done as a family in forever.

L8R

MiPod is on the blink

MLW and I spent the day down in the basement cleaning. Cleaning up the detritus of 2 marriages, 10 years in the same house, and an area that was a dumping grounds for everything that came into our house.

Not fun. Interesting to see all of the old pictures, and books, clothes, and jewelry that we ran across. But still, not fun. And we only got to 1/4 of the total basement.

Sheesh.

namaste.

The MP3 in my head

An internal MP3, as it were.

Hope everyone had a good Father’s Day. I did. After I got out of work.

We went to a chain restaurant called Carrabbas. This is the same chain that owns Outback restaurants.

We have eaten at Carrabbas a few times, and have yet to have a bad meal. Last night MLW and I had the pollo rosa maria. It was wonderful. I also had to indulge myself in a limonfresca. That too hit the spot after a hot day at work.

And to finish it all off we had ice cream with a carmel sauce and carmelized pecans. Man, life is good when you have good food, and good company.

And that is what is playing on my personal MP3.

Namaste.