Sitting here at 1:30 in the afternoon on Christmas day, it is quiet for just alittle while.
Last evening we went to a 5pm mass, and then had a bunch of in-laws over for food and drink. 6 kids and 12 adults and everything went fine.
This morning my son woke up at 730am and we opened gifts. This year was good because we all picked out good gifts to each other, all were nicely thought out.
Cooked a big breakfast and wife made a trifle for this evening and kid went on computer to try out new games.
After my 1 hour power nap, my son went outside with his cousins and I'm here blogging. My wife is having a power nap now.
This evening is at the in-laws and everything will be way too loud, but that's alright, I get to leave at the end of the evening, just with my family.
Tomorrow we have my parents down and after dinner we will walk to my brother and sister in laws' for dessert.
Happy holidays to everyone!
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Monday, December 20, 2004
Busy Christmas
We went to two Christmas parties on the weekend, all 3 of us.
First one is the people who lived across the street from where I grew up. My buddy's invite is "are you coming to drink my old man's beer." Well what do you think?
Anyways my parents came as they are close friends and my wife and son did as well.It was a good time, but I chipped a molar at midnight and I have to go to the dentist on tuesday to repair it, temporaily until a crown is ready in the new year. 600 bucks because I didn't look after my teeth when I was my son's age.
Sunday was at friends a 1/2 hour east of here. My buddy and I met when I was 7 years old, and now our wifes and sons are pals. I wish life was always that easy, too many friends leave your lifes because spouses don't get on very well. My buddy is so loud after a few drinks and this damn tooth and booming voice was giving me a headache. Oh well, I survived!
Anytime I see my buddies, the same question comes up, "how's your brother?" He used to hang with all of us, but he met this lady 5 years ago and practically vanished. Not just from his friends but his family as well, with no explanation. Oh well! It's his birthday today, so happy birthday big brother.
We just went over the food list for Christmas Eve and Boxing Day dinner, I figure it is going to cost a few hundred dollars, not including wine or beer. I already have my Kaluha for my eggnog so I am set.
Try it, kaluha and eggnog on ice, very yummy.
First one is the people who lived across the street from where I grew up. My buddy's invite is "are you coming to drink my old man's beer." Well what do you think?
Anyways my parents came as they are close friends and my wife and son did as well.It was a good time, but I chipped a molar at midnight and I have to go to the dentist on tuesday to repair it, temporaily until a crown is ready in the new year. 600 bucks because I didn't look after my teeth when I was my son's age.
Sunday was at friends a 1/2 hour east of here. My buddy and I met when I was 7 years old, and now our wifes and sons are pals. I wish life was always that easy, too many friends leave your lifes because spouses don't get on very well. My buddy is so loud after a few drinks and this damn tooth and booming voice was giving me a headache. Oh well, I survived!
Anytime I see my buddies, the same question comes up, "how's your brother?" He used to hang with all of us, but he met this lady 5 years ago and practically vanished. Not just from his friends but his family as well, with no explanation. Oh well! It's his birthday today, so happy birthday big brother.
We just went over the food list for Christmas Eve and Boxing Day dinner, I figure it is going to cost a few hundred dollars, not including wine or beer. I already have my Kaluha for my eggnog so I am set.
Try it, kaluha and eggnog on ice, very yummy.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
Christmas parties
Well the Christmas season is here and the parties have begun.
Last year we had 11 parties to go to in a 3 week span so we decided this year to cut back. Tonight was at my wife's old bosses' house, Nancy and her husband Mark. They are great host, always filling your face with munchies and making sure your glass is filled.
Problem with that is I like to drink and my wife is a lousy drinker.
I was driving so no drinking for me and now my wife is sleeping. She went to bed at 945pm! I'm writing this log at 11pm on a Saturday night and that's no fun. Oh well, next topic!
Started and finished my shopping today. Yea!
Went to the chiropractor today and I feel great. Losing abit of weight and a full adjustment does wonders.
They fit us for masks this week in case of a chemical spill. They told us that if we use the filters once that they would have to be replaced. If I use mine once, I'm geting another job.
I worked three days this week. I think every work week should be 3 days.
I got my passport picture signed by my chiroprator this week. She phoned me back because I go by my middle name and my first name was on the form. I know I was named after an uncle but why would my parents do that to me. I have had so many mix ups over the years, starting from early childhood to this day. Who cares how it sounds altogether, you only use the name people call you.
Passport ready next week and only 2 months until our trip to Jamaica. I played some Peter Tosh songs on the stereo for my son today to see if he liked reggae. He said it was pretty good. Later I put on some Bob Marley for him.
I went in the cd store the other day to browse. I don't always buy anything, but check to see if they have hard to come by cd's. Usually it is a older band that hasn't released alot of their records on to cd.
My buddy and I have been trying to find ZZtops' Deguallo and Fandango and an cd by Yes called "The Yes Album." I found Deguallo about a year ago and he couldn't believe it.
Well yesterday I found Fandango and the guy who runs the store told me about "The Yes Album." We're going to a party next week and I'm going to show him these, he will be pissed.
I know it sounds petty, but it is our little competition. He's a bigger fan of music than I am so will let him borrow and burn.
Time for another rum and coke, have a great weekend.
Last year we had 11 parties to go to in a 3 week span so we decided this year to cut back. Tonight was at my wife's old bosses' house, Nancy and her husband Mark. They are great host, always filling your face with munchies and making sure your glass is filled.
Problem with that is I like to drink and my wife is a lousy drinker.
I was driving so no drinking for me and now my wife is sleeping. She went to bed at 945pm! I'm writing this log at 11pm on a Saturday night and that's no fun. Oh well, next topic!
Started and finished my shopping today. Yea!
Went to the chiropractor today and I feel great. Losing abit of weight and a full adjustment does wonders.
They fit us for masks this week in case of a chemical spill. They told us that if we use the filters once that they would have to be replaced. If I use mine once, I'm geting another job.
I worked three days this week. I think every work week should be 3 days.
I got my passport picture signed by my chiroprator this week. She phoned me back because I go by my middle name and my first name was on the form. I know I was named after an uncle but why would my parents do that to me. I have had so many mix ups over the years, starting from early childhood to this day. Who cares how it sounds altogether, you only use the name people call you.
Passport ready next week and only 2 months until our trip to Jamaica. I played some Peter Tosh songs on the stereo for my son today to see if he liked reggae. He said it was pretty good. Later I put on some Bob Marley for him.
I went in the cd store the other day to browse. I don't always buy anything, but check to see if they have hard to come by cd's. Usually it is a older band that hasn't released alot of their records on to cd.
My buddy and I have been trying to find ZZtops' Deguallo and Fandango and an cd by Yes called "The Yes Album." I found Deguallo about a year ago and he couldn't believe it.
Well yesterday I found Fandango and the guy who runs the store told me about "The Yes Album." We're going to a party next week and I'm going to show him these, he will be pissed.
I know it sounds petty, but it is our little competition. He's a bigger fan of music than I am so will let him borrow and burn.
Time for another rum and coke, have a great weekend.
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Old age sucks
A few words on getting old, it sucks.
I'm turning 41 next week and it got me thinking about life, or lack of it.
While I consider myself lucky in the genetics department, there are a few things I'll comment on.
Back hair, what's the deal with that? I'm not hairy at all, but hair is creeping up from the butt to the shoulders.
Ear and nose hair, again why? My son likes to point out my nose hair to me, he thinks it is funny.
Chiropractor's phone number is memorized while I have to look up friends numbers all the time.
My beard is not heavy at all, but the red in it is now grey.(again a certain 10 year old pointed it out)
My mother says to me that I'm not getting any younger, and I agree with her.
When looking at younger womens pictures in the newspaper with the boys, I say to myself that they would probably kill me now.
Prostrate checks.
People calling me "sir" or "Mister" and I respond without hesitation.
Staying in all weekend to me is "nice."
There is more, but it is better than the alternative!
Sidebar story to the "sir" incident.
2 summers ago we went whitewater rafting as a family for 5 days. One day after we went on the light rapids and went body surfing down some rapids, one of the guides came up to my son.
These guides are both male and female and ususlly in their mid 20s. This one guide came up to my son and ask him if he had any sweet hits.(nice waves and rapids) After my son's response he looked up at me and asked if I was having a good time "sir."
I smiled and answered politely, gritting my teeth.
The next day we went on a fishing and canoe trip and this guide was along that day. One other guide was a older gentleman around 60 years old, "the veteran."
The young guide had multiple piercings(huge hole ones) and tons of tatoos. Along his back was a bunch of Chinese letters.
I asked him what they meant and he was answering. Meanwhile the "veteran" was listening in to his answers. He gave us some Chinese proverbs and I smiled. He asked me why I was smiling.
I said "how do know the Chinese guy didn't lie to you and put on your back, I'm a fucking asshole."
He was shocked(which isn't easy with these guys) and the older guide was doing a belly laugh. The "veteran" wondered that as well, but never asked.
I apoligized and told him why I did it, you know the "sir" stuff.
I bought him a beer when we got back later in the day.
He thought it was funny when he was drinking the beer.
I'm turning 41 next week and it got me thinking about life, or lack of it.
While I consider myself lucky in the genetics department, there are a few things I'll comment on.
Back hair, what's the deal with that? I'm not hairy at all, but hair is creeping up from the butt to the shoulders.
Ear and nose hair, again why? My son likes to point out my nose hair to me, he thinks it is funny.
Chiropractor's phone number is memorized while I have to look up friends numbers all the time.
My beard is not heavy at all, but the red in it is now grey.(again a certain 10 year old pointed it out)
My mother says to me that I'm not getting any younger, and I agree with her.
When looking at younger womens pictures in the newspaper with the boys, I say to myself that they would probably kill me now.
Prostrate checks.
People calling me "sir" or "Mister" and I respond without hesitation.
Staying in all weekend to me is "nice."
There is more, but it is better than the alternative!
Sidebar story to the "sir" incident.
2 summers ago we went whitewater rafting as a family for 5 days. One day after we went on the light rapids and went body surfing down some rapids, one of the guides came up to my son.
These guides are both male and female and ususlly in their mid 20s. This one guide came up to my son and ask him if he had any sweet hits.(nice waves and rapids) After my son's response he looked up at me and asked if I was having a good time "sir."
I smiled and answered politely, gritting my teeth.
The next day we went on a fishing and canoe trip and this guide was along that day. One other guide was a older gentleman around 60 years old, "the veteran."
The young guide had multiple piercings(huge hole ones) and tons of tatoos. Along his back was a bunch of Chinese letters.
I asked him what they meant and he was answering. Meanwhile the "veteran" was listening in to his answers. He gave us some Chinese proverbs and I smiled. He asked me why I was smiling.
I said "how do know the Chinese guy didn't lie to you and put on your back, I'm a fucking asshole."
He was shocked(which isn't easy with these guys) and the older guide was doing a belly laugh. The "veteran" wondered that as well, but never asked.
I apoligized and told him why I did it, you know the "sir" stuff.
I bought him a beer when we got back later in the day.
He thought it was funny when he was drinking the beer.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Embarrassing moment of all time
I thought I'd tell you a funny story, here goes.
Our first house was in this area where our community was sort of cut off from the rest of the town. We had this little plaza with the usual corner store, pizza, bank and pharmacy. Well this pharmacy was fairly small and intimate(for me) and where you always ran into someone you knew.
One time I had to go in to get 2 prescriptions for myself. I handed the form in to get filled and I went to magazine rack to kill 10 minutes while these were being filled.
When they were done, the pharmist in a loud Indian accent said out loud, "Mr. Risky your prescriptions are ready. This cream is for your canker sores and this cream is for your hemorrhoids, don't mix them up."
There was stifled chuckles from the rest of the store(about half a dozen people) and me going three shades of red, from embarrassment and anger.
I left and went home and told my wife, she laughed.
I guess it was funny now, but I stopped going there after that.
Halloween today and the kid is pumped. He hasn't even had any candy yet. I hope the rain holds out because I do the rain walk and then the wife hands out candy. He is going as a dead person.
Nice!
I heard of these boys going as dead fairies, that doesn't seem quite right.
Our first house was in this area where our community was sort of cut off from the rest of the town. We had this little plaza with the usual corner store, pizza, bank and pharmacy. Well this pharmacy was fairly small and intimate(for me) and where you always ran into someone you knew.
One time I had to go in to get 2 prescriptions for myself. I handed the form in to get filled and I went to magazine rack to kill 10 minutes while these were being filled.
When they were done, the pharmist in a loud Indian accent said out loud, "Mr. Risky your prescriptions are ready. This cream is for your canker sores and this cream is for your hemorrhoids, don't mix them up."
There was stifled chuckles from the rest of the store(about half a dozen people) and me going three shades of red, from embarrassment and anger.
I left and went home and told my wife, she laughed.
I guess it was funny now, but I stopped going there after that.
Halloween today and the kid is pumped. He hasn't even had any candy yet. I hope the rain holds out because I do the rain walk and then the wife hands out candy. He is going as a dead person.
Nice!
I heard of these boys going as dead fairies, that doesn't seem quite right.
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