Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Lent

Well, it's lent again. I'm not Catholic or even Christian but I still like to give up something for lent. I have a few things in mind. I am really going to try this year, unlike past years. Forty days shouldn't be so hard to do.

Hopefully by the time lent is over the snow will be over too. I'm REALLY sick of the snow.

My son is also coming home in about a week and a half. I'm excited to have him here since I haven't seen him since Thanksgiving. I like hearing things from him rather that people telling me what he supposedly said.

Things are getting better as they have been for a while.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Death

There were two tragic incidents of death in the last two days that really hit home to me. The first was the crash of flight 3407. The plane was about to land at the airport that I fly out of. The crash happened about 15 to 20 minutes from my house. In an instant 50 people were dead. Fifty people that were planning tomorrow. As of right now I am not aware of anyone I know on the plane but it is still shocking because of where it happened. We are a close community that bands together in bad times and this is no exception. Even if we don't know anyone on the plane or the one on the ground that was killed we still feel grief and sadness.

The second one hit closer to home. A local man beheaded his wife. The wife had recently filed for divorce and had an order of protection against him. The daughter (I think the eldest child) was a classmate of my son. I'm still in shock as to how a human can do that to another human. Because of this disgraceful four children lost their mother and will soon lose their father.

I have only lost three people that were close to me. They were all my grandparents. When a grandparent dies it is sad but when they are in their upper 70's and 80's it is almost expected. It is almost like there was time to plan for it or that is was just natural. When someone is just ripped out of your life in an instant it must be a horrible feeling.

I know people die all the time. It just never seems to be easily accepted.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Do What You Like

If you don't like liver, don't order it at the restaurant.

If you don't like theatre, don't go see Madame Butterfly.

If you don't like horror movies, don't go see Saw IV.

If you don't like opera, don't go see Carmen.

If you don't like CSI, don't tune in to that station when it is on.

If you don't like a blog, don't read it.

It is that simple!

Friday, January 30, 2009

Music

I am one of those people that really can be affected by music. When I was younger and played sports I would always listen to heavy metal music to get me in the right frame of mind. It would put me in the "zone". Anyone that plays sports knows what I mean.

Sometimes when I have nothing to do I just listen to music. When I listen to music of the 70's I remember times when I was a kid. I listen to 80's to reminisce about high school. I listen to sappy love songs and get sad. I am also inspired by some songs.

I always offer my kids money if they can tell me who sings the song on the radio. My daughter always says "Meatloaf" because she cant believe a guy is named Meatloaf. hahaha My son usually says Paul McCartney. I don't know how he has ever heard of him since he will only be 8 years old next week. hahaha

I guess I just love music.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

K & K

I have talked to one of your aunts, 2 of your uncles and several of your cousins and they all said the same thing. This is between your aunt and me and they don't want to get involved. They also said it wont change how they feel about me.

What makes you two so different? Are you trying to prove something? Just let it go. Stay out of what isn't your business. Nothing you can say will change any one's opinion on this. Just leave it alone. In the long run you will be glad you did.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Tag teaming

Well, it seems that one niece couldn't get the job done so a nephew had to help out. As always, Kerwin, your comments made me laugh so hard. They are as funny as when you would play loaded questions. It's also funny that you had to resort to name calling. That is usually a sing that you have nothing.

As for the papers that I haven't signed, have you seen these papers? I haven't. Maybe you should talk to your aunt and ask what is holding it up? If she tells you the truth, you will be surprised.

You also said that she asked me to marry her. You have that wrong. Your aunt asked me to marry her. You are such a confused young man. Maybe all of those hours at work are getting to you?

Your mastery of the English language is amazing. I never saw so many 4 letter words in one statement. It really made you look smart.

As for your sister that remains anonymous, thanks for the compliments! That was really sweet of you. Not only to say that you two are the same age (yeah, she looks much younger than she is) but then to compare me to your bf was really nice. He is a good man so I was really touched.

I'm not sure what you mean about the nurse uniform though. Maybe you are confused. Was I in one? Please explain that one. Thanks.

You guys keep mentioning these divorce papers that I didn't sign. Can I see a copy of them? Oh, bring a pen too, ok?

I think you are going to be shocked when you find out the truth, if you are ever told it. I only wish I can see your face when you do. hahaha

Take care sweetie!!!!!

PS. Didn't your aunt ask you to stop? So who are you commenting for? yourself?

Smart People?

I used to work with this guy named Tom. He thought of himself as a really smart person. In fairness, he is smarter than most people I work with.

The thing about Tom was that he would always believe something if he agreed with it even if the facts didn't add up or weren't there. As long as it was something he wanted to be true, he believed it.

It seems there are a lot of people like that in the world. They don't care to look into things themselves. They will take what they hear as true because that is what they want reality to be. In the end, they look really dumb.