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|Friday, December 06, 2013, 5:04:12 AM-|
Where Im orginaly from, its been freezing rain and sleeting. I dont miss it. Today here was in the mid 70's or so with a nice breeze. Its been showeing off and on but ya know what? Its actualy pretty pleasant. Been using the AC!
Tonight I closed a department. Its a start in the right direction. A start to making more money and sliding into a better job. Woot! Let it be, let it be.
|Thursday, December 05, 2013, 1:56:44 AM-|
When I left for work today at about 7:30 AM, it was in the mid 60's and humid. It showered on me off and on for the 25 minute drive. The bay is a beautiful thing on any day. Today I got to see it with two different isolated showers pouring down into the bay.
The clouds were low, they looked to be only 50 feet above the water tho I know that cant have been. The clouds loosed their waters in a gray stream into the bay. In between them and to the east was silver and gold where the sun was trying to burn thru.
During lunch I went out to my SUV and the weather was AWESOME. Had to have been around 73, 74 degrees with a pleasant breeze coming in off of the ocean. Mostly sunny with (and I know this may sound strange but I think its so COOL!) Multiple fighter jets flying around doing what fighter jets practice about.
When I got off work, it was still pleasant but was showering off and on. Once home, Krick and I were sitting on the couch talking about our day when I started hearing this... Roaring. I asked her "What IS that?" She opened the front door and WHOA! It was raining siamese and dalmations. Persians and saint bernards!
We went out and enjoyed it on the balcony. Its strange to me still that in December that its not freezing or below freezing. That I go to work in a short sleeve shirt (all except one day) in December. That the AC is on and running.
Maybe by next year, Ill be like most of the "locals" and when its 60 degrees be saying "Its so COLD!" But not this year. As for crossing the bay, I dont think thats ever ever gonna get old. Its always so very beautiful.
|Wednesday, December 04, 2013, 1:02:58 PM-|
Woke up this morning a few minutes before my alarm went off. Instead of coveting those few minutes of sleep, I rolled out of bed, shaved and showered.
I find myself with a small smile this morning in spite of the hour, that Im going to work and in spite of the daily morning pain. This has to be a good sign, right?
*grin* I learned to trust my gut a long time ago. Oh, Ill be tested today, Ive no doubts. My plan is to keep this smile on my face.
Today Ill be George Washington. Patton. Alexander the Great. When I speak, Ill speak clearly and concisely as I look them in the eye with this small smile. Ill, as I always do, let my actions speak louder than my words.
I feel that I will be tested this day. I feel I am up to that task. My emotions and mental mind are in the right places. They can do nothing to me physically that I cant conquer.
I leave out of here knowing Kricket has my back. I leave out of here with the remembrance of tasting her last night and the special smile she gives only me. Today I let my inner light shine and let any who would see it make of it what they will.
Today is a good day. I woke up alive. Im a free man. Ive a good good woman, a fine job with promise, healthy children, I walk with my shoulders squared and a small smile on my face.
|Tuesday, December 03, 2013, 9:11:23 PM- Mmmmmm! Sarcasm! Yummy!|
The same thing I said the whole movie...
Id not believe this myself except that Ive seen the same damn sign! Who knew?
Yes... Yes we do. And WE dont even know why.
|Tuesday, December 03, 2013, 2:15:57 AM-|
I consider myself a lucky man. Why? Well, depending on the direction one looks at my life, one might wonder.
I lost my dad when I was 13. Some might say just when I needed him most. My dad was an older man when I came along. The thing was, I wasnt supposed to come along. *shrug* I had 4 older half sisters. One of which loves me unconditionally tho all tried, in their own way.
Anyway, at 56, my dad died of a heart attack. He worked hard and played hard every day of his life. He was a music man, played the fiddle. He had his hands in wood. He knew oaks and hickory, every hard and soft wood there was. If he had lived at least 4 more years, my life would have been completely different, I know. Id have carried on in his footsteps.
So... At 13 I was left with a mother who was not able to show affection. Didnt know how to love. Was incapable of it. It wasnt her fault. It was a matter of being partly her genetics. (One part mean and the other side ornery)
She took a job that was good for our rural area. It was night shift. I basically saw her on the weekends. If that. Im not about to go into all of that. Ill keep it simple and tell you that I raised myself.
Louis La'mour and a lot of thought of what I _thought_ my dad expected of me before he died had a lot to do with how I grew up. If youre a man and dont know who Louis La'mour is, its never too late. Most of his books are quick reads. Youll learn a lot. Youll be surprised that you learn a lot about yourself.
Three failed marriages. Never knowing anything but hard physical labor and no money left over until I got a job in "security". I traded physical labor for mental and emotional. All the things I had going on in my personal life did not help my job life and vice versa.
Ive been through it. Who hasnt, right? I lost a dad when I needed him most. I have 4 sisters that I have never been really a part of. Throw in a brother thats a year older on my moms side that was supposed to be a big secret.
Ive lost 2 of my sisters to cancer. I lost a dear friend just a year after we graduated to bone cancer. A man who my children called "Pawpaw" and that I admired greatly to colon cancer. Loss of family and friends, guilt over this and that, regrets, dreams that will never be fulfilled. Same as everyone else.
And thats one main reason why I feel lucky. I _know_ everyone is going through their own epic life. And, believe me, every single life is epic.
I have a lot to be grateful for. I have stood on a mountain top made of solid limestone with gnarled cedar trees whispering to me via the wind that blew across the top of the world.
I have sat under a wayward pine, the green boughs all but touching the ground while it snowed. I watched deer, cardinals, chipmunks and one coyote just a matter of a few feet away and none of them knew I was anywhere around.
I have known the kiss of many lovers. I have known the feeling of my children being so tiny and holding on to my hand like a lifeline as I rocked them to sleep. I have reveled in rough and tumble fights. I have felt pride in doing a good job, in doing what I said I would, in helping someone in some way when there was nothing in it for me.
For years and years I felt I was destined to live without love. Even if in a relationship, I felt this. I convinced myself that this was a Truth because I knew that should I dream my dream, Id add even more heartache than what I already had.
I am here to tell you this, if nothing else: Dont be afraid to dream. If it is in your heart and it makes you happy, dare to dream it. Dare to make it reality. Dont make the mistake of making it an obsession. Just.... Let it come. It will.
I choose not to dwell overly on the negatives in my life. The failures. The loss's. It is up to each one of us to be positive. Or not. It is up to each of us to be a good person. Or not. It is up to each one of us to decide to take control of our lives as much as we can and let go of the parts that we cant.
I woke up alive this morning. I have two wonderful healthy children. I have the love of a good woman. Ill sleep tight next to her tonight like I have every night possible.
Life truly can be what you make it when you figure out to take the reins of the parts you can steer and live in harmony with the parts that you cant. Its up to each of us to figure this out... Or not.
|Monday, December 02, 2013, 1:00:47 PM-|
I had such great plans for an epic blog. Sadly, I fell asleep somewhere in there. Multiple times. So sorry.
|Sunday, December 01, 2013, 9:32:18 PM-|
Its been a laid back day here. Krickets improving I think. I made breakfast around 9:30 and then we watched a lil TV and napped for about an hout and a half on the couch all snuggled together. I love our big couch!
After that we watched "The Postman" with Kevin Costner. Krick had never seen it. It'd been atleast 10 years since I had seen it. All and all, its a cute movie. Lots of general principals that I admire. Gotta love a story where you know exactly who the bad and good guy is.
I may have a trip to walmart later. Im debating it. Not really thrilled about it. Barring that (Or even with it) Ive this nice lil seasoned pork tenderloin and some smoked sausage that Im gonna throw into my cast iron skillet, throw in the oven and cook those puppies up!
Along with that I think Ill make some bisquits and then some gravy using the leftover in the bottom of the skillet.
Not exactly high level stuff. About as mundane as it gets. But I like having a general plan. And I like being mundane with mah wee Kricket.
*grin* I guess its time to get off here. She just asked me if I was writing a book. Tata for now. ;)
|Sunday, December 01, 2013, 1:06:21 PM- Early morning blog|
Today Im off work. Managed to sleep late. 6:30AM! WOOT!
Krick called in sick. Mah wee Kricket has a nasty temp, coughing and congested and just feels like ass in general. Ill be seeing if I can fix that some today.
Also on todays agenda is putting the Christmas tree together, letting Krick direct me as to where to hang lights, decorations etc. Im also fairly certain that there will be naps in there.
*sleepy early morning smile* So far Ive got the dishwasher going and made coffee. In an hour or two Ima have a sausage and egg sammich I think. With colby cheese, mayo and hotsauce. Nom nom.
|Sunday, December 01, 2013, 12:32:47 AM-|
I get a day off tomorrow. Ill take it. Im in need. Kricks sick, cold or something and has felt like crap. Me, I just ned a lil rest.
Tomorrow at a leisurely pace Ill do a lil bit of cleaning, out the Christmas tree together, hang some clothes etc.
When Krick gets home Ill have a good meal cooked for her. It may be strange to some but Ima call that a win every time.
|Saturday, November 30, 2013, 12:26:43 AM-|
This is me for some time now:
"I am no longer accepting things I can not change. It is now time to change the things I can not accept."
That, of course, does not pertain to people. You can not change people. People either decide to change or they dont.
But it doesnt mean they have to be a part of your life.
A grown person, a free man, has not only the ability but also the right, God given, no matter WHAT country you are in, to make up your own mind about what you feel is right, wrong and what are the right things and wrong things to do.
I can point to almost any subject of weight or importance and say that its either right or wrong. So....
I am no longer accepting things I can not change.
It is now time to change the things I can not accept.
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