My precious niece Madison turned 1 on June 20th! I can't believe it has been a year already! I have uploaded the pictures from her birthday party to my Smugmug website, if you would like to see how much she has grown in the past year!
I have also posted pictures from my trip to San Diego, a Girls Night Out with Winnie, and some other random pictures.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Sick and Stupid
I have spent the last few weeks worrying and taking care of other people. I love being able to help people and give them the time they need and deserve. Unfortunately, in the process, I have run myself down pretty low, emotionally and physically. Yesterday my throat started hurting and today I can feel that everything has moved down into my chest. I can barely talk.
I need to find a way where I can help like I want to without letting my batteries get so low.
I have also been avoiding time at home, which doesn't help matters. I have a few people in my life who are amazing at listening to my issues and allowing me to talk through them without judging. Thank you, and you know who you are.
Hopefully, things will get better soon. Right now, I just need rest and relaxation. And maybe a hug :-)
I need to find a way where I can help like I want to without letting my batteries get so low.
I have also been avoiding time at home, which doesn't help matters. I have a few people in my life who are amazing at listening to my issues and allowing me to talk through them without judging. Thank you, and you know who you are.
Hopefully, things will get better soon. Right now, I just need rest and relaxation. And maybe a hug :-)
Monday, June 23, 2008
Not Functioning Well
OMG I am SOOOO tired today!! Lately, I have had a very busy social calendar, which is both a good and a bad thing. I have been staying up entirely too late and my brain is currently paying the price. I obviously need more sleep than I am allowing myself, but I just can't seem to get to bed at a reasonable hour.
Oh well... tonight I will attempt the full-night's rest and see what tomorrow brings. Now, I just have to stay awake at work for the next 5 hours...
Oh well... tonight I will attempt the full-night's rest and see what tomorrow brings. Now, I just have to stay awake at work for the next 5 hours...
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Tattoos
My dad is a funny guy. He is an accountant (or was, before he took up the super stressful life of living on a sailboat!!) by trade. One day, we had the following conversation while watching a tattoo show on TLC:
Me: Dad, if you were to get a tattoo, what would it be?
Dad: "Add, Subtract, or Die!"
Me: Now I know why I am a smartass.
You gotta love it.
Me: Dad, if you were to get a tattoo, what would it be?
Dad: "Add, Subtract, or Die!"
Me: Now I know why I am a smartass.
You gotta love it.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Why Men Don't Live as Long as Women...
It is important for men to remember that as women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger.When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are oversensitive, and there is nothing worse than an oversensitive woman.
My name is Jim. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Peggy.
When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Peggy to get a full-time job along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age.
I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I do not yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table.I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out is not reasonable. I am ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it is not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they will not clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.
Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. But boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she will not have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then would not hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene. I am a fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me too.
I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Peggy. I am not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they get older.However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife, because of this article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.
Signed, Jim
EDITOR'S NOTE: Jim died suddenly on Nov 2 of a perforated rectum.The police report says he was found with a Calloway extra long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of grip showing and a sledgehammer lying nearby.
His wife Peggy was arrested and charged with murder.The all-woman jury took only 15 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Jim somehow, without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.
My name is Jim. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Peggy.
When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Peggy to get a full-time job along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age.
I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I do not yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table.I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out is not reasonable. I am ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door.
She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it is not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner. I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they will not clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.
Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. But boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she will not have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then would not hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene. I am a fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me too.
I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Peggy. I am not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they get older.However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife, because of this article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.
Signed, Jim
EDITOR'S NOTE: Jim died suddenly on Nov 2 of a perforated rectum.The police report says he was found with a Calloway extra long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up his rear end, with barely 5 inches of grip showing and a sledgehammer lying nearby.
His wife Peggy was arrested and charged with murder.The all-woman jury took only 15 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Jim somehow, without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.
Monday, June 2, 2008
About Me
I am currently in San Deigo, CA attending a conference for training and development professionals. I came by myself as I am the only person in this capacity at my job. I don't really like traveling alone, but since Steve is going to Alaska next month to visit his family, it really wasn't an option for him to come with me. As I spend time with myself, I am learning more and more about who I am.
I am an extremely extroverted person... at least according to personality type. Now, this doesn't mean that I am a super outgoing person, but more that I get my energy from being around other people. This is one of the reasons why training is such a good profession for me. I love to meet new people and learn more about their situations. By the end of a training session, I am usually physically exhausted, but mentally charged. My sister calls my personality "cynical bubbly," which I think is both hilarious and perfect.
I find, though, when I spend a lot of time alone, that I tend to withdraw and crave interaction with others. I have never been the kind of person who would go to a bar by myself in order to meet new people. I just don't have it in me. It is the same with this conference. I wish I knew someone else here so that I would be motivated to go and explore this new city, as it is my first trip to California. So, as I sit alone in my hotel room watching every bad movie on TV, I am realizing just how much I desire to be around upbeat people who will push me into things I wouldn't normally do on my own.
My friend Kristy drove down from Long Beach yesterday to see me and we really had a great time. She is so much fun to be around and I really miss working with her on a daily basis. There was a deep sadness on my part when she drove away to begin her two hour journey home. My current work situation is hard because I am basically a department of one. I really need to be working with other people who spark my creativity and passion for what I do. When you sit alone in a cubicle every day it is really difficult to be inspired. I think that I need to start writing again and see what comes out of it. I have several ideas for books, companies, and other silly things that seem to want to pour out of me but have been locked away into a vault whose combination I can't remember. I am not where I want to be and can't seem to force myself forward.
I need a change.
I am an extremely extroverted person... at least according to personality type. Now, this doesn't mean that I am a super outgoing person, but more that I get my energy from being around other people. This is one of the reasons why training is such a good profession for me. I love to meet new people and learn more about their situations. By the end of a training session, I am usually physically exhausted, but mentally charged. My sister calls my personality "cynical bubbly," which I think is both hilarious and perfect.
I find, though, when I spend a lot of time alone, that I tend to withdraw and crave interaction with others. I have never been the kind of person who would go to a bar by myself in order to meet new people. I just don't have it in me. It is the same with this conference. I wish I knew someone else here so that I would be motivated to go and explore this new city, as it is my first trip to California. So, as I sit alone in my hotel room watching every bad movie on TV, I am realizing just how much I desire to be around upbeat people who will push me into things I wouldn't normally do on my own.
My friend Kristy drove down from Long Beach yesterday to see me and we really had a great time. She is so much fun to be around and I really miss working with her on a daily basis. There was a deep sadness on my part when she drove away to begin her two hour journey home. My current work situation is hard because I am basically a department of one. I really need to be working with other people who spark my creativity and passion for what I do. When you sit alone in a cubicle every day it is really difficult to be inspired. I think that I need to start writing again and see what comes out of it. I have several ideas for books, companies, and other silly things that seem to want to pour out of me but have been locked away into a vault whose combination I can't remember. I am not where I want to be and can't seem to force myself forward.
I need a change.
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