Today is my parent's anniversary. They are now married 44 years and going strong. I was talking to my Mom a couple days ago and she said she had forgotten their anniversary was this week. They had planned on coming up, but my sister spazzed out something fierce and I believe it scared mom enough to cancel her plans. It's just as well, I am probably working tonight, Wife is working all day Saturday, Boy is working all day Saturday. Only Chubs has a free weekend, but he is a party in a bottle right there.
My mom did say they might come up Saturday, once my sister is appeased. But then my Dad had plans to watch the big fight, and there is no way I am paying $100 to watch 2 idiots punch each other. The last thing I want is my Dad sitting there butthurt cause I won't cough up the cash to see the fight when my brother will pay for it right next door to his house.
I guess we take for granted that the two of them are still together, even Wife's parents are still together. That seems like such a rare thing, nowadays. I don't think a single friend that Boy brought over growing up, had both parents together. We haven't met Chubs' friends but I believe it is more of the same. I see them as good role models, yes they argued and even fought a bit in the earlier years, but they also worked through their differences and stayed together for the sake of family unity. Wife and I have argued and fought, but we are mature enough to know family is more important than our own selfish pursuits.
I guess we'll be taking them to eat this weekend, if they do show up. Do you buy them a gift? I am not sure, I am going to say the meal is a nice enough gift. It feels so good to be working OT again, to the point that I can treat if I feel like doing so. This is part of the reason we are selling the big house, I want to be the man, regularly.
I just have to figure out where to take them now. My dad is not a fan of the Brazilian Steakhouse, Chubs was already asking for it, and Wife says I sullied our little Italian place, so I guess we'll be trying a new place this weekend.
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad, I love you.
Thursday, April 30, 2015
4/30/15 Touch This?
Touch is one of our five senses. We need it to communicate with the world as much as we need our sight, hearing, taste and smell. It is a weird sense in that we are always encouraged to taste different foods, go to different places so you can see different things and eat different foods, but then when it comes to touching, we are kind of discouraged from using it as much.
As babies, we are supposed to be touched, studies have been done in orphanages with babies that were held and touched and babies that were not and those that were held and touched grow up to be much more productive people. As soon as we become conscious though of what we are touching, we are then kicked into a world of Do Not Touch. Do not touch the hot fire, do not touch the electric wires, do not touch the ass of that hot chick bent over just so.
I think too much is made of the Do Not Touch your coworker in the work environment, I guess the rules exist because at some point, somebody went too far, but I believe things work themselves out. I have been with the same group going on 19+ years. It is very normal to get a hug from one of the ladies there, I guess we are a family of sorts. Even with the guys, we joke around a lot and we routinely push each other or "fake" box landing punches not to hurt but I believe as part of being human and needing that connection specially since we are here twelve hours at a time.
Chubs at home needs to be hugged, even just driving from school or to lunch, if I put my hand on his chair and graze his hair, he will push his head up, like a cat, looking for that rub on the head. Wife and I greet each other with a kiss and I do a boob grab 90% of the time. Boy has always been the little robot that could, but if he needs a hug he will just come and drop on any one of us, even Chubs and demand to be hugged. He is all bony, but we know what he needs. And then of course Girlie, who's folks left for the other side of the country. She comes and visits once a week or so and I feel she always needs a hug, being that she is alone here now.
I have come a long way, my family was never touchy-feely. Wife has made me much more comfortable hugging people, but enough of that, come here let me smell you, sniffffff!!!!! :)
As babies, we are supposed to be touched, studies have been done in orphanages with babies that were held and touched and babies that were not and those that were held and touched grow up to be much more productive people. As soon as we become conscious though of what we are touching, we are then kicked into a world of Do Not Touch. Do not touch the hot fire, do not touch the electric wires, do not touch the ass of that hot chick bent over just so.
I think too much is made of the Do Not Touch your coworker in the work environment, I guess the rules exist because at some point, somebody went too far, but I believe things work themselves out. I have been with the same group going on 19+ years. It is very normal to get a hug from one of the ladies there, I guess we are a family of sorts. Even with the guys, we joke around a lot and we routinely push each other or "fake" box landing punches not to hurt but I believe as part of being human and needing that connection specially since we are here twelve hours at a time.
Chubs at home needs to be hugged, even just driving from school or to lunch, if I put my hand on his chair and graze his hair, he will push his head up, like a cat, looking for that rub on the head. Wife and I greet each other with a kiss and I do a boob grab 90% of the time. Boy has always been the little robot that could, but if he needs a hug he will just come and drop on any one of us, even Chubs and demand to be hugged. He is all bony, but we know what he needs. And then of course Girlie, who's folks left for the other side of the country. She comes and visits once a week or so and I feel she always needs a hug, being that she is alone here now.
I have come a long way, my family was never touchy-feely. Wife has made me much more comfortable hugging people, but enough of that, come here let me smell you, sniffffff!!!!! :)
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
4/29/15 What To Do When They Cuss At You Out Of The Blue?
Shall I paint a picture? I am working my butt off, I was trained two or three weeks ago how to run a tool I had not run in about four years. I am doing alright, I am thrown into the deep end and have been imaging most everything we are doing for a big project we have going with a large company here. I have now worked two weekends where I work Friday and Sunday plus all week, every night a twelve hour shift. Check is going to be great this week with 140 hours for a two week period.
I barely reach out, I am kept on a very tight leash by work and my commitments. Everything I do is done in a rush to try and buy a couple minutes for myself. Last week, I talked to my Mom, she suggested it had been awhile since they've seen us, maybe they'll come up this weekend. I said sure, it would be fun, I love seeing my folks, what could I have done wrong?
Tonight as I am splayed open running control knobs with my feet, with my left arm, and maneuvering computer to catch images with my right arm, my sister texts "you all don't give a shit that I wanted to plan something for my mother in her hometown." What do you say to that? I told her I was working on my mind reading skills but they still aren't that good, and then I told her to put some soap in her mouth because I don't cuss when I text her. Yes, I have a potty mouth like nobody's business, but in writing I try not to sound like a baboon.
I was left wondering if I had missed something, I hadn't communicated with her since she was cursing at me when I called my Mom on Easter that we couldn't go because I didn't want to leave Boy here in town alone. Then one brother (the one that lived with me) added "this is the first I hear of this, tell me what you need." then five minutes later my other brother added "you haven't said anything, tell me what you need."
After she got our attention, she didn't respond anymore. As I keep whining, we are in the process of selling our house, I am as busy as I have been in quite a while at work, plus Chubs still goes to school and I pick him up and feed him plus Wife has her own things that she needs me doing, post haste. There are basically two restaurants in our hometown, not including Pizza Hut, but I'll give her benefit of the doubt. If she wants to go out of town, and Mom is already headed this way, shouldn't it be easy enough to follow her? Austin has quite a few more choices for restaurants, if you want to take OUR parents out to eat.
I barely reach out, I am kept on a very tight leash by work and my commitments. Everything I do is done in a rush to try and buy a couple minutes for myself. Last week, I talked to my Mom, she suggested it had been awhile since they've seen us, maybe they'll come up this weekend. I said sure, it would be fun, I love seeing my folks, what could I have done wrong?
Tonight as I am splayed open running control knobs with my feet, with my left arm, and maneuvering computer to catch images with my right arm, my sister texts "you all don't give a shit that I wanted to plan something for my mother in her hometown." What do you say to that? I told her I was working on my mind reading skills but they still aren't that good, and then I told her to put some soap in her mouth because I don't cuss when I text her. Yes, I have a potty mouth like nobody's business, but in writing I try not to sound like a baboon.
I was left wondering if I had missed something, I hadn't communicated with her since she was cursing at me when I called my Mom on Easter that we couldn't go because I didn't want to leave Boy here in town alone. Then one brother (the one that lived with me) added "this is the first I hear of this, tell me what you need." then five minutes later my other brother added "you haven't said anything, tell me what you need."
After she got our attention, she didn't respond anymore. As I keep whining, we are in the process of selling our house, I am as busy as I have been in quite a while at work, plus Chubs still goes to school and I pick him up and feed him plus Wife has her own things that she needs me doing, post haste. There are basically two restaurants in our hometown, not including Pizza Hut, but I'll give her benefit of the doubt. If she wants to go out of town, and Mom is already headed this way, shouldn't it be easy enough to follow her? Austin has quite a few more choices for restaurants, if you want to take OUR parents out to eat.
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
4/28/15 Confused By Movies and Shows?
I am currently re-watching Scrubs on Netflix per Boy's request. He swears he loves it more than anything, says he's seen it about 4-5 times, just on a loop. It is nine seasons and each season has at least 20 episodes, so it is a bit of show to get through.
I always liked watching it, and I love that a lot of the actors seemed to have migrated over to Cougartown. My problem when we were watching it once a week like back in the old days and now in "binge" mode is that it is supposed to be a comedy but about every three or four episodes leaves me in tears. Even knowing it is going to happen a second time around, I let the show take me on that journey, I kind of hate it and like it at the same time. Last night was a very heartbreaking one, Brendan Fraser (The Mummy) was a guest star and basically is like the best friend of Dr. Cox who is the tough but good doctor training JD who the show focuses on, primarily. The whole show has the Brendan character annoying Cox throughout the hospital and he keeps talking about the wife making a big deal for their kid's first birthday. Cox seems overwhelmed, a patient of JD dies after Cox gave him some advice and distracted him to do stuff for him. There is a lot of built up tension and ends outside where for a second it seems like they are headed to a park, Cox still arguing with Brendan, but in reality they are at the cemetery and the Brendan character has died. Episode was done very well, can't help but waterworks.
There was a movie that worked in a different direction for me way back in the 90's. Falling Down, with Michael Douglas. I went and saw it at the movies, not knowing anything about it, just walked in. To me, Michael Douglas was Romancing The Stone, Jewel of the Nile, even War of the Roses, quirky comedies with action and a little violence. I assumed for the first 40 minutes of the movie that it was a comedy. Michael Douglas character was having a nervous breakdown and getting more violent throughout the movie. I still remember laughing out loud on a couple of scenes but I was the only one laughing, I don't recall it being a good enough movie to watch again, but I have always been curious as to whether it was such a bad movie, maybe it was comical by accident. I believe the main character gets shot by the cops in a standoff, so ending sucked. This movie has always bothered me though, now it's off my chest at least.
Back to Scrubs, got like 6 more seasons, and 2 hours on my shift.
I always liked watching it, and I love that a lot of the actors seemed to have migrated over to Cougartown. My problem when we were watching it once a week like back in the old days and now in "binge" mode is that it is supposed to be a comedy but about every three or four episodes leaves me in tears. Even knowing it is going to happen a second time around, I let the show take me on that journey, I kind of hate it and like it at the same time. Last night was a very heartbreaking one, Brendan Fraser (The Mummy) was a guest star and basically is like the best friend of Dr. Cox who is the tough but good doctor training JD who the show focuses on, primarily. The whole show has the Brendan character annoying Cox throughout the hospital and he keeps talking about the wife making a big deal for their kid's first birthday. Cox seems overwhelmed, a patient of JD dies after Cox gave him some advice and distracted him to do stuff for him. There is a lot of built up tension and ends outside where for a second it seems like they are headed to a park, Cox still arguing with Brendan, but in reality they are at the cemetery and the Brendan character has died. Episode was done very well, can't help but waterworks.
There was a movie that worked in a different direction for me way back in the 90's. Falling Down, with Michael Douglas. I went and saw it at the movies, not knowing anything about it, just walked in. To me, Michael Douglas was Romancing The Stone, Jewel of the Nile, even War of the Roses, quirky comedies with action and a little violence. I assumed for the first 40 minutes of the movie that it was a comedy. Michael Douglas character was having a nervous breakdown and getting more violent throughout the movie. I still remember laughing out loud on a couple of scenes but I was the only one laughing, I don't recall it being a good enough movie to watch again, but I have always been curious as to whether it was such a bad movie, maybe it was comical by accident. I believe the main character gets shot by the cops in a standoff, so ending sucked. This movie has always bothered me though, now it's off my chest at least.
Back to Scrubs, got like 6 more seasons, and 2 hours on my shift.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
4/27/15 Don't Sundays Suck?
As a person that expects the world to be awake 24/7, I have always hated Sundays. As far back as the 90's when I would go to visit my folks and drive back on a Sunday evening, the music was always off on the normal radio stations. Even they put on a "best of" show or Casey Kasem's weekly top 40, which I listened to but didn't really appreciate.
More stores are open now, but there was a time when it was just expected that the stores stayed closed on Sundays. Any shopping would just have to wait for when we are supposed to be at work or at school, genius thinking there, Numbnuts.
I would probably be more accustomed to being off if I had a job that only worked Monday through Friday, but we have a Fab that runs 24/7 even through holidays, so I start feeling more people should be at work if I am. Why not? It allows more people to be employed, it allows the customers to not have to all crowd a store in on a Saturday. Who would notice if a store at the mall was closed on a Monday? Who goes shopping at the mall during the week?
Then there is the napping. I guess if there's nothing to do might as well nap and sleep part of the day away. I'm guilty of it too, I will take a nap once or twice a year, but then I get to hear "golly Lazy, you're gonna waste the whole day asleep?" So it goes.
But working on a Sunday feels a little like cheating, I start the work week already 12 hours ahead of everybody, and to me it's fun thinking I might hit another 70+ hour work week. Plus I know the project I'm working on has a maximum span of about two months, so I will hit it hard, make some extra cash for our Disney trip coming up, and try my hardest not to complain.
The other thing that's a downer is Boy heads back to San Marcos, even Chubs had already pooped and showered by 4:30pm, he was pretty much ready for bed. And since Wife has been working on Saturdays, she is extra grumpy, so she too was ready for bed by 8:00pm (either that or she's getting tired of my fat ass). The only thing left was for me to head to work so everyone could get to their appointed activity of inactivity.
More stores are open now, but there was a time when it was just expected that the stores stayed closed on Sundays. Any shopping would just have to wait for when we are supposed to be at work or at school, genius thinking there, Numbnuts.
I would probably be more accustomed to being off if I had a job that only worked Monday through Friday, but we have a Fab that runs 24/7 even through holidays, so I start feeling more people should be at work if I am. Why not? It allows more people to be employed, it allows the customers to not have to all crowd a store in on a Saturday. Who would notice if a store at the mall was closed on a Monday? Who goes shopping at the mall during the week?
Then there is the napping. I guess if there's nothing to do might as well nap and sleep part of the day away. I'm guilty of it too, I will take a nap once or twice a year, but then I get to hear "golly Lazy, you're gonna waste the whole day asleep?" So it goes.
But working on a Sunday feels a little like cheating, I start the work week already 12 hours ahead of everybody, and to me it's fun thinking I might hit another 70+ hour work week. Plus I know the project I'm working on has a maximum span of about two months, so I will hit it hard, make some extra cash for our Disney trip coming up, and try my hardest not to complain.
The other thing that's a downer is Boy heads back to San Marcos, even Chubs had already pooped and showered by 4:30pm, he was pretty much ready for bed. And since Wife has been working on Saturdays, she is extra grumpy, so she too was ready for bed by 8:00pm (either that or she's getting tired of my fat ass). The only thing left was for me to head to work so everyone could get to their appointed activity of inactivity.
4/26/15 Started Decluttering?
Today was the first day it felt like we are putting in the effort to move. My in-laws came to town and they worked non-stop for about six hours to get garage to an acceptable level. There is still much to do but at least we are moving forward.
My first goal was to cut the grass, Wifey had a couple of cuts the last few weeks and she has been busting my chops that I'm not doing my fair share. I cut the front yard and trimmed it while the in-laws tore through the stuff in the garage. I think it is easier for outsiders to do the work because to me, none of that stuff was trash, but after seven plus years, this stuff is not making it back in the house.
My father-in-law has his truck full of stuff at this moment. He loves going to Goodwills and buying stuff, this must have been like that without having to pay. There were supplies, clothes, old electronics, he is taking our electric lawn mower, which I never really liked.
Currently, there is a secondary pile which they will come back for and a pile of stuff in black trash bags which they considered trash. I honestly would rather not see, because I did not see any of this as trash. The stuff that is left can now be taken to our storage unit to remove even more volume.
Once this is gone, we can start staging our stuff in garage for removal from the house. We are going to keep a minimum amount of stuff here, and I would prefer to take pictures of our house with the rooms mostly empty. The realtor will be taking the pictures for use in advertising our house to the masss,
Honestly, we need to go order carpeting for the other house too. I went over to let a foundation guy do some measuring, he found no serious problems so we can proceed. Every renter we've had has had dogs, and the poor carpet has paid the price. Oh well, lesson learned.
My goal is to install new carpet, get a professional to smooth out the cracks in the walls, get whole house painted, install new water heater and install new central air with new air ducts since heater has been broke for over a year.
My first goal was to cut the grass, Wifey had a couple of cuts the last few weeks and she has been busting my chops that I'm not doing my fair share. I cut the front yard and trimmed it while the in-laws tore through the stuff in the garage. I think it is easier for outsiders to do the work because to me, none of that stuff was trash, but after seven plus years, this stuff is not making it back in the house.
My father-in-law has his truck full of stuff at this moment. He loves going to Goodwills and buying stuff, this must have been like that without having to pay. There were supplies, clothes, old electronics, he is taking our electric lawn mower, which I never really liked.
Currently, there is a secondary pile which they will come back for and a pile of stuff in black trash bags which they considered trash. I honestly would rather not see, because I did not see any of this as trash. The stuff that is left can now be taken to our storage unit to remove even more volume.
Once this is gone, we can start staging our stuff in garage for removal from the house. We are going to keep a minimum amount of stuff here, and I would prefer to take pictures of our house with the rooms mostly empty. The realtor will be taking the pictures for use in advertising our house to the masss,
Honestly, we need to go order carpeting for the other house too. I went over to let a foundation guy do some measuring, he found no serious problems so we can proceed. Every renter we've had has had dogs, and the poor carpet has paid the price. Oh well, lesson learned.
My goal is to install new carpet, get a professional to smooth out the cracks in the walls, get whole house painted, install new water heater and install new central air with new air ducts since heater has been broke for over a year.
Saturday, April 25, 2015
4/25/15 Good Deeds, Just Do Them?
I am the first to realize that doing good for others is a royal waste of time. Rare is the effort returned, but I don't think we that do good can help ourselves. Wife has been on her little soapbox (do high pitched whiny wife voice here) "we can't afford them, we don't need them, it's just a waste of money...." It gets to the point that I don't want to hear the histrionics of Wife. 26 years together, I know what she is going to say to most anything I do.
Today Chubs and I headed to the mall, her assumption was that I had ulterior motives for myself, but I have been working a lot of OT lately and I wanted to get something nice for my lady. She had been complaining for a couple months that she can't find her good sunglasses. When I hear something like this, I instinctively go to replace said item. She was all meep meep meep no. I went and got her what I thought were nice Coach oversized sunglasses, what the gals are wearing nowadays.
For like 10 seconds the cat got her tongue. Wow, yes, those of you that know her, she was quiet for a few moments..... victory never tasted so good. I think she liked them, I didn't really get a thank you, but I did have to run off to work.
It was nice to eat at food court in mall, Usually, we stay in Southpark Meadows, so a change of view was good. Being I have worked back to back 70 hour weeks and next week is lining up the same way, any change in pattern is appreciated.
Wife works again tomorrow morning, she is starting to feel the drain of working six days a week. She, at least has a summer to look forward to. I do not get that kind of break. But it is OK. She did get a Ford Explorer as a car rental to ferry some kids to whatever is going on tomorrow. That Explorer is pretty nice. Leather seats, sunroof, navigation screen, third row seating for a max of 7 people. Once we move, this is what I'll be looking for for Wifey. I think I will keep the bug as our convertible and back up car, she can have the first new car we buy. Why? Well because she deserves it, as the hens on FB always say.
Today Chubs and I headed to the mall, her assumption was that I had ulterior motives for myself, but I have been working a lot of OT lately and I wanted to get something nice for my lady. She had been complaining for a couple months that she can't find her good sunglasses. When I hear something like this, I instinctively go to replace said item. She was all meep meep meep no. I went and got her what I thought were nice Coach oversized sunglasses, what the gals are wearing nowadays.
For like 10 seconds the cat got her tongue. Wow, yes, those of you that know her, she was quiet for a few moments..... victory never tasted so good. I think she liked them, I didn't really get a thank you, but I did have to run off to work.
It was nice to eat at food court in mall, Usually, we stay in Southpark Meadows, so a change of view was good. Being I have worked back to back 70 hour weeks and next week is lining up the same way, any change in pattern is appreciated.
Wife works again tomorrow morning, she is starting to feel the drain of working six days a week. She, at least has a summer to look forward to. I do not get that kind of break. But it is OK. She did get a Ford Explorer as a car rental to ferry some kids to whatever is going on tomorrow. That Explorer is pretty nice. Leather seats, sunroof, navigation screen, third row seating for a max of 7 people. Once we move, this is what I'll be looking for for Wifey. I think I will keep the bug as our convertible and back up car, she can have the first new car we buy. Why? Well because she deserves it, as the hens on FB always say.
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