Thursday, February 25, 2010

Ruining Little Kid Birthday Parties Since 2004

I'm pretty much done with winter. My hands are cracked and dry. My head is cracked and dry. My feet sweat at work, then my socks freeze while I drive home. Maybe a little too much information there, but this blog has always been known for its truthfulness.

Lisa and I still don't know what the gender of the baby is. We were going to find out on Monday, but the baby had plans that involved crossed legs and other shenanigans. Oh well. Just another month of people incessantly asking us what we are having and what we are hoping for and what color the baby's eyes are. Seriously. People ask too many damned questions. For something that should be considered a private matter, lots of people want to know everything.

I have started to read again. I'm about 45 pages away from finishing Jurassic Park. The book is just amazing. I am going to finish it either tonight or tommorow, then get the film version from Netflix. I already am aware that the book will be better, but I haven't watched the movie since it came out some 17 years ago or so.

The other night, I had a great idea for a story pop into my head. I wish words came as easily as ideas do...I would have 2 or 3 novels done by now. Oh well. Such is life.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Whiskey Shots and Cheap Cigarettes.

More and more, I find myself looking forward to my future. Some aspects of my future scare me, while others excite me. I sometimes wonder what my life would be like right now if I never took the chance on going to Perkins that Friday night five years ago. Where would I be today if I hadn't offered the girl from Hinton a ride home after her friends left her at the restaurant. The bottom line is this: if I had chickened out that night and not gone to Perkins, I don't think that my life would be as amazing or wonderful as it is now. But now, instead of wondering about my past, I'm looking forward to the beginning of a new era. In just about five months, we will be bringing a new life into the world. My mind is swarming with questions. Will it be a boy or a girl? Will it be healthy? When it is old enough, will it develop a love for the things that I love, or will it develop passions of its own? Will it like me?

The only thing that I know for certain is this: I will love this baby with all that I can muster, no matter what happens.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

So long and thanks for all the figs. Or is it fish?

Today has been an interesting day. I got up and went down to start Lisa's car, so it would be warmed up when she left for work. This was at 7:15 or so. After she left, I went about my normal morning routine, which consisted of turning on the TV, followed by turning on the XBox. The last step was sitting on the couch for about the next 4 hours. Very proud of myself that I got all of that accomplished.

I went to work at 1:00 and had to run some errands for the store. I went to Sam's Club to get some produce for the salad bar, like I have been doing every Thursday for years. And every Thursday, at least one employee or customer there, asks me if I'm a vegetarian. Today I said "Nope. I raise rabbits."

Also, I got promoted today and got a raise. Wasn't expecting that one, but I'll take it. Gonna be helpful with a little one on the way. So today can only go downhill, cuz I'm on top of the world right now.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Would You Like Some Attitude With That?

I just sat down and put my thinking cap on. Ok. I lied. I put my hood up on my sweatshirt. My ears are cold. Don't get all in my business about it. It is just a hood.

Fine. I took it off.

So this weekend was our first real busy one of the year. We were super packed at the Cheese and I began my annual practice of being an asshole when I need to be. Something about being at full capacity and having to be firm and borderline strict with the people that come into my store just makes me shine. So for the next few months, if you want to get snapped at and talked down to, all while I have the biggest, warmest smile on my face, then you know where to find me.

I decided last week to stop caring about stuff that I can't handle. I know that I am supposed to be everyone's friend and everyone's buddy, but I can't fake it anymore. I am content with my life. I am content with the choices I have made and the ones I still make on a daily basis. I am content with my toys. I hate feeling like people are trying to one up me with their phones, or their cars, or their games. I don't care. All I need in my physical life I already have: her name is Lisa.

If tomorrow finds us homeless and penniless, and all I have is my wife, my partner, I will have prevailed.