The guys and I were talking yesterday about getting out and having some outdoor fun. Since the weather has been cold and wet we really need to do something before I get the hee-be-ge-bees. Besides the Super Bowl is this weekend and we all have bets on various stuff, like “Who will score first”, “Who will fumble first” “Who will show a body part during the half time”.
So tonight its going to be a pub night and then if we can manage to get up the next day we plan on a good old fashion game of football in the field. I miss doing that, especially when Jacks played – only reason for me to tackle him to the ground. Later we are going to open up the boathouse and have a pre game party then Sunday its nothing but the super bowl for us.
The eight of us sat around my desk like little kids making plans for our fort battles. With “Ohhs and Yeahs!” wafting out of my office. Cari couldn’t do anything but giggle at us as we planned our strategies for the weekend. We at first didn’t want any of the girls to partake then we came to our senses. “Girls are useful!”
I have a few odd jobs here and there to do at work; one is dreaded because that means talking to the City guy that asks and re-asks questions. Maybe that idea of handing him a notepad isn’t so bad.
Still off the internet chat kick and haven’t broken out into hives. Not that anyone has noticed me not being around to give them hell. Although I am planning on spending a moment with Jacks to see some of his projects he’s been working on “At least I don’t have to beg you and then feel like crap when I get a, No”. Laughing my ass off on that one, he is getting a clue now. Anyone that knows him will know it takes a while for him to tire of a situation but when he’s off of it, he’s off of it for good.
Party on Dudes!
Friday, January 30
Tuesday, January 27
I’ve been a busy beaver!
This weekend was sorted out for some fun and I did have it, we stayed the majority of the time at the pub listening to Trace plang away on his guitar. Plang, because he is sad, (all together now “Awww”) Michelle had to leave for the week because her job sent her out on a class/convention like deal. This is the first weekend he’s been apart from her since they were married all those months ago. Don’t worry Michelle; I’ve kept him “real” busy with me.
Yesterday the café had its very first customer! Ok, it was Lori and it was a dry run but everything worked like a charm. Lori gave the two thumbs up gesture on the cookies and the sandwich made for her, a huge feat in it self because Lori is a picky eater. Bee is foreseeing an opening around March.
Last week Amy had her gallbladder removed, so I figured I wouldn’t hear from her this weekend. Good thing since for some odd reason my phone battery decided it didn’t want to take a charge anymore. She’s doing much better now up and roaming about the house. We spoke on the phone for nearly two hours today.
Checked up on Jacks and his “little problem” from last weekend, he said the resolved it in his mind, his own self and is no longer angered. I laughed and know darn well soon enough things will blow with him and I’m glad to be way over here when it does!
Luke and his “fountain babies” are recovering very nicely. Julie is doing well also with the babies growing inside her. My Mom and G are flipping out and making all sorts of plans for them.
Luke was in shock to hear about the twins but relieved because he found out he could have had triplets so he chilled out about the situation at hand.
Yesterday the café had its very first customer! Ok, it was Lori and it was a dry run but everything worked like a charm. Lori gave the two thumbs up gesture on the cookies and the sandwich made for her, a huge feat in it self because Lori is a picky eater. Bee is foreseeing an opening around March.
Last week Amy had her gallbladder removed, so I figured I wouldn’t hear from her this weekend. Good thing since for some odd reason my phone battery decided it didn’t want to take a charge anymore. She’s doing much better now up and roaming about the house. We spoke on the phone for nearly two hours today.
Checked up on Jacks and his “little problem” from last weekend, he said the resolved it in his mind, his own self and is no longer angered. I laughed and know darn well soon enough things will blow with him and I’m glad to be way over here when it does!
Luke and his “fountain babies” are recovering very nicely. Julie is doing well also with the babies growing inside her. My Mom and G are flipping out and making all sorts of plans for them.
Luke was in shock to hear about the twins but relieved because he found out he could have had triplets so he chilled out about the situation at hand.
Wednesday, January 21
Will the excitement ever end?
In our city they had a weekend long party, which is ok, I like parties. Not so much going to political parties but I like to go to parties.
Friday, Mom wasn’t feeling up to par, there is a nasty head cold buzzing about town right now and she must have caught it. So most of Saturday I spent staying around her making sure she had everything that was needed, Lori had blasted off to Gs to help in some pies for school.
My idiot Pops is out of town again, back in the Gulf working on the condo projects, it’s a good thing. I enjoyed spending the day around the house, working on my taxes. I found when you move out they change things around in the house. My Mom loves to decorate, when I walked into my old room it didn’t look the same anymore. “It’s more guest friendly now Mark” she did the same to Luke’s room.
I text Jacks some later Saturday evening just to see how he was going. He had some minor issues rumbling in his head, if I know him he will just ignore it after a while until it festers and he blows. He said he will deal with it when he wants to, that it wasn’t that big of a problem. If it were me, I would tell the whole lot just how I felt; sometimes people need a swift kick in the pants to realize you are being thoughtless.
Luke and I spoke, he has the “fountain children” both his babies have some stomach virus. He said Camen is fine for a little while, actually running around in the house playing. Then she stops, gets very quiet and loses whatever she has in her tummy. She then stands there with a look of disgust on her face “Ewe, ewe” and points. Luke said he’s gone through 2 pairs of shoes and pants so far.
Monday was spent with the guys from the City; we have to gear up for spring, which was an all day event. The same guy from last year was there asking question after question, and then asking them again “let me get this straight, you said….” Why on earth he doesn’t write this crap down?
During that time I had fifty-eleven missed phone calls from Amy and a few high priority text messages, you know, the messages with the bright red exclamation marks. I think she might have wanted to talk to me?
Friday, Mom wasn’t feeling up to par, there is a nasty head cold buzzing about town right now and she must have caught it. So most of Saturday I spent staying around her making sure she had everything that was needed, Lori had blasted off to Gs to help in some pies for school.
My idiot Pops is out of town again, back in the Gulf working on the condo projects, it’s a good thing. I enjoyed spending the day around the house, working on my taxes. I found when you move out they change things around in the house. My Mom loves to decorate, when I walked into my old room it didn’t look the same anymore. “It’s more guest friendly now Mark” she did the same to Luke’s room.
I text Jacks some later Saturday evening just to see how he was going. He had some minor issues rumbling in his head, if I know him he will just ignore it after a while until it festers and he blows. He said he will deal with it when he wants to, that it wasn’t that big of a problem. If it were me, I would tell the whole lot just how I felt; sometimes people need a swift kick in the pants to realize you are being thoughtless.
Luke and I spoke, he has the “fountain children” both his babies have some stomach virus. He said Camen is fine for a little while, actually running around in the house playing. Then she stops, gets very quiet and loses whatever she has in her tummy. She then stands there with a look of disgust on her face “Ewe, ewe” and points. Luke said he’s gone through 2 pairs of shoes and pants so far.
Monday was spent with the guys from the City; we have to gear up for spring, which was an all day event. The same guy from last year was there asking question after question, and then asking them again “let me get this straight, you said….” Why on earth he doesn’t write this crap down?
During that time I had fifty-eleven missed phone calls from Amy and a few high priority text messages, you know, the messages with the bright red exclamation marks. I think she might have wanted to talk to me?
Thursday, January 15
Will I become a Sludge?
What is a Sludge you ask? Well in my verballogy Sludge is mainly a guy that can not function without his partner doing something for him.
Case in point, this girl and her husband have been married for over fourteen years, they married very young. She’s sweet and will do anything in the world for you, he is a major lazy prick in my eyes, and they have two children, the oldest child is twelve and the youngest is 6.
She does everything, in the mornings she gets up extra early to lay out clothes for everyone. Now, I don’t mean layout clothes and that’s that. She lays out all the clothes: underwear, socks, pants shirt, shoes, as if there was a human without skin sitting the chair next to the bed.
She does the same for the kids, along with brushing their hair; wonder isn’t that he can do his own hair. Dinner time he has the nerve to sit at the table with and empty drink glass until she gets up to make her another one, then asks her to make him one as well.
The husband has been having some health issues; the guy is 6’4” and weighs nearly 300 lbs, he walks all day long for a living, then plays pool professionally at night. Don’t ask me how you professionally play pool.
He doesn’t make the appointment but calls his wife at work and instructs her to make the appointment. Then if he doesn’t like the time he rants to her to have it changed to a time he likes.
He then requests that she come home from work -- 45 minute drive—to meet him and they both drive back into town to see the doctor. Where she asks all the questions and finds out what pills are needed and then proceeds to write the check. Because big man can’t seem to find the balls enough to ask his own doctor about his own condition and write his own checks.
Pay bills – don’t make me laugh, yet he screams at the top of his lungs they don’t have any money in their savings account because he needs to buy the latest and greatest gadget i.e. satellite radio, ipod phone, plasma TV.
He gets off work every day at noon, his two kids are out of school around 2:45. Grandma (his mommy) drives to the school to pick up their kids and watches them until wifey gets off work at 5 to come pick the kids up and take them home. She then makes sure they do their homework, feed them and bathe them, because “Daddy” was tired and needed a nap.
When I hear of other exploits my head wants to bust, of course this isn’t all the guys fault, I mean he is only 30 years old, he has time to change.
Case in point, this girl and her husband have been married for over fourteen years, they married very young. She’s sweet and will do anything in the world for you, he is a major lazy prick in my eyes, and they have two children, the oldest child is twelve and the youngest is 6.
She does everything, in the mornings she gets up extra early to lay out clothes for everyone. Now, I don’t mean layout clothes and that’s that. She lays out all the clothes: underwear, socks, pants shirt, shoes, as if there was a human without skin sitting the chair next to the bed.
She does the same for the kids, along with brushing their hair; wonder isn’t that he can do his own hair. Dinner time he has the nerve to sit at the table with and empty drink glass until she gets up to make her another one, then asks her to make him one as well.
The husband has been having some health issues; the guy is 6’4” and weighs nearly 300 lbs, he walks all day long for a living, then plays pool professionally at night. Don’t ask me how you professionally play pool.
He doesn’t make the appointment but calls his wife at work and instructs her to make the appointment. Then if he doesn’t like the time he rants to her to have it changed to a time he likes.
He then requests that she come home from work -- 45 minute drive—to meet him and they both drive back into town to see the doctor. Where she asks all the questions and finds out what pills are needed and then proceeds to write the check. Because big man can’t seem to find the balls enough to ask his own doctor about his own condition and write his own checks.
Pay bills – don’t make me laugh, yet he screams at the top of his lungs they don’t have any money in their savings account because he needs to buy the latest and greatest gadget i.e. satellite radio, ipod phone, plasma TV.
He gets off work every day at noon, his two kids are out of school around 2:45. Grandma (his mommy) drives to the school to pick up their kids and watches them until wifey gets off work at 5 to come pick the kids up and take them home. She then makes sure they do their homework, feed them and bathe them, because “Daddy” was tired and needed a nap.
When I hear of other exploits my head wants to bust, of course this isn’t all the guys fault, I mean he is only 30 years old, he has time to change.
Wednesday, January 14
Busy? What Busy?
Today was a day filled with fun, NOT. I had to work a long day of communicating with my internet service provider, the guys working on the café and the ladies in the office wanting to a day off here and there.
Something went kaboom on my computer so I spent most the morning running my mouth with two techies who probably had no more computer savvy than Lori, I wasted my time with them and decided to talk to the real guru, Jacks 20 minutes he had me up and running.
The café guys are rolling along; Bee stays right on top of them making sure everything is to her specifications. I like that in a person, they won’t let some one push them around. She knows what she wants and she won’t stop until she gets it. She knows when things are supposed to happen or she is supposed to do them and she does it... It is none of this “Well I’m cute, so I can do it anytime” business.
My G and Mom stopped in later on to check how the progress is, they are so excited to be able to shop this spring and stop in and have a quick bite to eat. However, I probably won’t have a quick bite and will drive Bee up the wall. As I’m typing this there are visions of sandwiches and salads and hamburgers with fries bouncing in my head.
I missed out on my phone call with Amy because of all the chaos going on, I took everything in stride, putting one fire out as another arose.
As for the ladies in the office, we worked out a plan so everyone had some time out. We all need that every once in a while. I know I do. What I don’t get, is these people that hardly have any time in at all taking off for the craziest excuses. One of the guys I play darts with was complaining that he was being worked to death because someone in his office takes off for everything – Their child didn’t want to sleep in their own bed so they kept me up all night—I think I have the flu or sinus- my husband is going to the doctor and he cant write a check. (Its not that he was unable to, he just doesn’t like to write checks)…. This is going to make me hit on a long, long blog tomorrow so beware.
By 7:30 last night I had it all together and rolling to pack everything in and go to eat my dinner and jump in the shower and then bed.
Something went kaboom on my computer so I spent most the morning running my mouth with two techies who probably had no more computer savvy than Lori, I wasted my time with them and decided to talk to the real guru, Jacks 20 minutes he had me up and running.
The café guys are rolling along; Bee stays right on top of them making sure everything is to her specifications. I like that in a person, they won’t let some one push them around. She knows what she wants and she won’t stop until she gets it. She knows when things are supposed to happen or she is supposed to do them and she does it... It is none of this “Well I’m cute, so I can do it anytime” business.
My G and Mom stopped in later on to check how the progress is, they are so excited to be able to shop this spring and stop in and have a quick bite to eat. However, I probably won’t have a quick bite and will drive Bee up the wall. As I’m typing this there are visions of sandwiches and salads and hamburgers with fries bouncing in my head.
I missed out on my phone call with Amy because of all the chaos going on, I took everything in stride, putting one fire out as another arose.
As for the ladies in the office, we worked out a plan so everyone had some time out. We all need that every once in a while. I know I do. What I don’t get, is these people that hardly have any time in at all taking off for the craziest excuses. One of the guys I play darts with was complaining that he was being worked to death because someone in his office takes off for everything – Their child didn’t want to sleep in their own bed so they kept me up all night—I think I have the flu or sinus- my husband is going to the doctor and he cant write a check. (Its not that he was unable to, he just doesn’t like to write checks)…. This is going to make me hit on a long, long blog tomorrow so beware.
By 7:30 last night I had it all together and rolling to pack everything in and go to eat my dinner and jump in the shower and then bed.
Friday, January 9
Long weekend
I think of taking a long weekend and cleaning stuff out, like my garage. I haven’t finished that task as of yet and it’s weighing on my mind, so tomorrow through Monday that will be my job.
Of course this doesn’t mean I won’t be going out tonight, the guys really want to hang out and do a few crazy things and I’m in the mood to do them. I need a good long night out just being stupid and letting off steam.
Last summer was chocked full of chilling out at the pub, playing darts and pool just gambling the night away listening to Trace. Since the crazy man is back in the pub things will pick up again. I can’t believe Michelle let him out of her sight; she really is special to let him do something that he loves. Hey, she enjoys it just as much, she’s right there in the front swaying and listening to him sing.
She really is a good person, she gives Trace room when he wants it, is an awesome cook, funny personality and can give or take a joke with the best of them. She isn’t demanding of him, but of course he is a pretty cool guy with a level head on his shoulders. He wouldn’t do anything on purpose to make her mad.
I like to watch them together; it’s that sickening kind of gooey look of love they give each other. When they sit together at the diner booths he has his hand on hers, which is usually on his leg. Sharing dinner and deserts debating on who has the best for the night. Same hand placement when he drives.
The other night I spent with them watching a movie, the Mr. Buttons movie… I can’t remember the whole name but I give it two thumbs up as well. He kept his arm around her the whole time, poking me when the tears came from her during the movie.
Maybe it’s that crazy look of love in each of their eyes that gives me a smile to be around them. A wish for that to venture my way and it will soon enough.
Today I leave from work early, no online chat time. It’s not like lately anyone has had time for me on there, so I found other devices to keep me busy. We are going to check out a new Mexican restaurant and then drive into town a while then to the pub to listen to Trace.
Of course this doesn’t mean I won’t be going out tonight, the guys really want to hang out and do a few crazy things and I’m in the mood to do them. I need a good long night out just being stupid and letting off steam.
Last summer was chocked full of chilling out at the pub, playing darts and pool just gambling the night away listening to Trace. Since the crazy man is back in the pub things will pick up again. I can’t believe Michelle let him out of her sight; she really is special to let him do something that he loves. Hey, she enjoys it just as much, she’s right there in the front swaying and listening to him sing.
She really is a good person, she gives Trace room when he wants it, is an awesome cook, funny personality and can give or take a joke with the best of them. She isn’t demanding of him, but of course he is a pretty cool guy with a level head on his shoulders. He wouldn’t do anything on purpose to make her mad.
I like to watch them together; it’s that sickening kind of gooey look of love they give each other. When they sit together at the diner booths he has his hand on hers, which is usually on his leg. Sharing dinner and deserts debating on who has the best for the night. Same hand placement when he drives.
The other night I spent with them watching a movie, the Mr. Buttons movie… I can’t remember the whole name but I give it two thumbs up as well. He kept his arm around her the whole time, poking me when the tears came from her during the movie.
Maybe it’s that crazy look of love in each of their eyes that gives me a smile to be around them. A wish for that to venture my way and it will soon enough.
Today I leave from work early, no online chat time. It’s not like lately anyone has had time for me on there, so I found other devices to keep me busy. We are going to check out a new Mexican restaurant and then drive into town a while then to the pub to listen to Trace.
Monday, January 5
My my..
Times fun when you are catching flies….
Can you believe it? It’s already five days into the New Year. The first day of the year was spent mostly sleeping for me; in fact I didn’t make it home until very late the next day. If there was a party in town, we visited it, making our rounds to seeing everyone.
Some of Saturday was spent with a contractor on the café; the rest was spent with Trace and Michelle. Michelle really wanted me to go out to dinner with some of their friends, I did and it was pretty much fun.
Since I’m trying to finish out the café, there won’t be any school for me this semester, which puts off my degree for another year. This has its plusses and minuses, one is that if the café is a hit then it’s all good, the minus is that not getting my degree as soon puts off other plans with Amy for a while. I think she needs the time anyway to get her family sorted out, she is still having troubles with her little, and I do mean little brother and sister, and possibly her cousin. Having her come down here and worrying about them will not benefit any of us. She and I have decided to carry on our work plans as if we both intend on staying put.
My philosophy of not being in a hurry and rushing into things is still coming along nicely, even though its only five days in the working As well as my disposition on losing my temper and flipping out from last year. I plan on not putting things off also to not to rush into the last minute to complete them. I’ve found that if I know there is a job to do and not starting it, just makes a worry on me.
Can you believe it? It’s already five days into the New Year. The first day of the year was spent mostly sleeping for me; in fact I didn’t make it home until very late the next day. If there was a party in town, we visited it, making our rounds to seeing everyone.
Some of Saturday was spent with a contractor on the café; the rest was spent with Trace and Michelle. Michelle really wanted me to go out to dinner with some of their friends, I did and it was pretty much fun.
Since I’m trying to finish out the café, there won’t be any school for me this semester, which puts off my degree for another year. This has its plusses and minuses, one is that if the café is a hit then it’s all good, the minus is that not getting my degree as soon puts off other plans with Amy for a while. I think she needs the time anyway to get her family sorted out, she is still having troubles with her little, and I do mean little brother and sister, and possibly her cousin. Having her come down here and worrying about them will not benefit any of us. She and I have decided to carry on our work plans as if we both intend on staying put.
My philosophy of not being in a hurry and rushing into things is still coming along nicely, even though its only five days in the working As well as my disposition on losing my temper and flipping out from last year. I plan on not putting things off also to not to rush into the last minute to complete them. I’ve found that if I know there is a job to do and not starting it, just makes a worry on me.
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