Friday, October 11, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
I'm not to blame
The Voice Hotties
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
I HATE sports
I wasn’t always this way. There was a time I’d sit and watch the games with him. It all changed when one year he got it in his head that I was a jinx. He was convinced they lost because I watched the game. For a time it seemed he was correct but then his teams started losing even when I wasn’t watching.
I was a scapegoat because he couldn’t or didn’t want to admit his team sucked. He would argue this but I know it to be true. When his teams went into a slump I’d would ask him, “So who’s the jinx now? Maybe it’s you! Or, maybe they just suck.” He didn’t like hearing any of those things.
I just feel like so much time is wasted. If it were one team and one sport maybe that would be different but he comes home every single day to watch a game he has recorded. When he’s watched all of his teams games he’ll watch the rival teams game so he knows who’s where in the standings.
If his team loses look out because he’s going to be in bitchy testy mode until the next game. I just can’t see putting that much emotion and energy into it. Why hang the mood of your entire day or a couple of days simply based on how your favorite sports team did?
I can think of a lot of things to get myself all wound up about; world hunger, world peace and crime against humanity. I’m sorry but sports are just not something I can give that much time or energy to. So, this is me. The sports hater. Blame it on him, the sports obsessor.
Time doesn't heal everything
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Winter Blues
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Count Your Blessings
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Relationships 101
RULE #1 - NOTHING comes before your relationship. Not kids, family, friends, work, etc. If you put the kids first, what good will that do if Mommy and Daddy can't get along or are getting divorced? The relationship has to come first so you have a strong enough relationship to survive children, work, family and all of the stress that brings.
RULE #2 - Don't take an bulls&%t! People will treat you how you LET them treat you. People make mistakes but if someone treats you poorly more than once then it becomes your fault for putting up with it.
RULE #3 - When you have a problem ask yourself: Can I live with this if nothing changes? If the answer is yes then it really isn't that big of a problem. If the answer is no then you have two options, either fix it or get rid of it.
RULE #4 - Never fight too hard to stay with someone who is willing to let you go & never hold on too tightly to someone who is willing to walk away. Have more respect for yourself than to ever beg someone to stick around. If they are willing to leave hold the door open for them.
RULE #5 - Property becomes that of the couple. You are a unit and it's important to think and act like one. It's our house, our money and our things! If you start keeping a record of what belongs to whom you are automatically inserting a small wedge between you from the very beginning. Over time that little crack will turn into a huge valley that all of your little problems will slide in to eventually opening it up to the Grand Canyon. People come before things. Never forget that.
Missing my Marine
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Christmas with a broken heart
This is my Dad, Ed. This is how I try to remember him. Back before diabetes and age took their toll. It's a terrible feeling when you know the end is near. We didn't know the exact date or time but we knew it was coming. It was growing more near with each passing day. When his day came, even though I thought I had prepared myself, it rocked me to my very soul. It has been over four years now and there are times the pain still takes my breath away. Nights I am still robbed of sleep missing him. Days when I would gladly go back in time and do it all over again no matter how hard it was. Left behind with a ton of regrets for the fights and all of the visits I didn't take the time to make.
I take solace knowing that in the end he knew how much I loved and adored him. He knew he was loved, wanted, needed and would be missed.
I love you Dad!
Merry Christmas in Heaven












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