Wow! Has it really been 60+ days since I actually had anything to say?!? Not really….but a nasty case of writers block and a surly temperment for a spell reigned in any attempt to write quippy, sweet or positive anything….best I keep the BS to a minimum, you aren’t really hear to listen to me bitch about all things Rick Perry, Michelle Bachmann or the Respondent are you? nah….me either…I don’t have the energy….
It’s been a busy couple of months, I have seen three trips to Houston, a trip to Galveston, a trip to Nashville, Memphis, Hot Springs and last but not least New Braunfels.
I have seen Houston Space Center, Schlitterbahn, the Blue Bird Cafe, the Ryman, Graceland and some of the prettiest driving ever….
I have survived three trips to the State Fair…opening day with Richard & Jami (and fabu Sandy!), two weekends later with Kenner, Cory & the wife (narrowly missing a run in with a Human Turd), and closing weekend with the family. I have survived beer, corny dogs, beer, giant stuffed animals, face painting, beer….indigestion.
I have survived a trip to Six Flag remarkably close to the end of the said fair…and I needed beer…
I have survived the summer spent in hell….literally, it was hotter than just that all friggin summer, burned off any reminder that we spent several weekends, several hundred dollars, sweat, Ibuprofen and beer, laying St. Augustine in the backyard.
I survived assisting (supervised…I digress) in moving folks from Wylie to Garland, from Las Colinas to Garland….what is the fascination with the “Land of Gar” folks? I just got the wife out of there a couple of years ago (you’re still welcome Beast! 😉 lol…not really)
I survived Halloween, pre-Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving TIMES two….in one day….and so far too many holiday functions to count. And I have two more weekends to get through, plus hosting a NYE fete with Kris, Morgen and her Mrs.
I love my life. I love my life. I love my life.
Wanna know what I love….
That with the trip to Galveston and the Space Center, I got to see the boys eyes light up with wonder and with imagination. That on the beach, we could play and sit and talk and build sand castles….and his smile set me free.
That with the State Fair, I got to experience it with two of my favorite people….I got to eat Fried Peanut Butter and Jelly Sammiches with Sandy and Fried Frito Pie with my Kenner. I got to see Rozann and Misty….I got Fletchers….I got to take my kids and ride the Texas Star (I did it…I didn’t enjoy it at first, but would totally do it again!)
With Six Flags, my kids got to do something I have never been able to do with them….Six Flags…they loved the roller coasters, well, Maggie did….Riley is my chicken little and stayed right next to mamma….
With the trip to Nashville, I spent some truly quality time with my wife. Truly, just the two of us. Alone, exploring….and I fell more in love with her with every moment. We were there for the beginning of Occupy Nashville which was awkward…and saw the Parthenon and a 42′ statue of Athena, talk about making me feel petite…
With the trip to Graceland, I got to experience something I never thought I would…I got to see Elvis through her eyes…I don’t have words for how amazing this experience was. Other than we are planning a trip in less than a month to go back with Ursula and her Mr. if I can swing year end reporting at work….(I’ma workin’ on it, I’ma workin’ on it…)
And now, Christmas is upon us. House is decorated, with the exception of some finishing touches that I plan to hit this weekend…shhhh….the wife doesn’t know…yet.
Life is good. Life is not to be taken for granted. Each day is a blessing. Each person who I come in contact with impacts my life in that moment. And I don’t have anyone in my life that impacts it negatively. At all.
From the cashier at the grocery store who knows my name, that I know her sons by name….to the sales rep that makes me smile, just by frustrating me because he doesn’t know better.
From the mother that finds me to be her favorite hobby and calls me about the most random of things to the sister, who with her faith, finds the silver lining in EVERYTHING.
From the bills, to the laundry. From the alarm clock to the timeclock….my life is full of bliss, grace, love and laughter…
And with that, the writers block lifts…
I found me again.