Work

This is where I worked for 9 years. A catering hall that looks like a club. We always focused on bar/!at mitzvahs, because seriously not many brides want to get married at a club and dealing with brides and bride moms is not the highest on my list. 135 adults and 90 kids is enough to get me called back in for a little help. The place runs pretty smooth and the catering company has it down to a science. The issue is do I want to get involved in this madness again.
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Mid November

I just keep grilling till the gas runs out!

I know it should be charcoal, but I am lazy.

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Time

The leaves are gone from the trees and my sweaters have taken over for my Ts. The brisk air reminds me of time gone by, last year, 5 years ago, 25 years ago. Time spent with friends, family, alone. I love the changing of the seasons it let's me know that time is not standing still, and that I too am changing with each passing season.
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Gotta get up before you get down.

I try to keep my life pretty simple. I sometimes wish I was the person who gets really excited and has that big booming laugh, you know the guy that you want to just bottle a bit of his boyish optimism. I just am not that guy. My highs are not the sky high highs and I usually don't have many lows. I am not a mopy person, I see the good in each day, the fun in each job. I look out of thw window today on this gloomy cold day and I marvel and mother nature and the chnaging of the seasons. I don't see that it is miserable out. I guess my point is that I don't understand the world of derpression and how it takes over who you are. I am really that naïve to think, can't you just wake up and be happy? Can't you just decide that today is the day to wake up and realize that this big world is filled with miracles.... And then I ask myself can't I just wake up and be that guy that belly laughs at all the wrong times..... I guess I don't really want to be that guy, yet I can admire him -- ok so I know this is not making sense. Suppose I will just sum up by saying depression sucks for everyone involved. So people you got to get up before you get down. It is a big big effing world out there find something that makes you smile and do it, see it, be it, smell it, hold it, taste it, photo it do what ever you have to do. Smile today.
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Today has a post

I wonder when I am going to .....

Sometimes when I wake up in the morning....

I am on my second cup of coffee... 

I use cup holders now...

Why are the malls ready for x mas already...

this recession sucks, but is actually kinda good..

Gooooo powerball...

Listening to Garth Brooks makes me..

I miss some of my old friends, yet not enough to make me pick up the phone...

Even though I know it can't happen I wish I could tuck the beans in bed forever...

Stress!!! And laughter!

Working 9am to 5pm is easy as pie. I don't care what you do or where you work. Currently, I am sitting in the drivers side of my car waiting to go to pop pops. The beans is refusing to get into her car seat. She has found a noise maker that she continuously blows, and a birthday hat that she smashes into my face while screaming happy birthday. Intermiitedly she leans up about a milameter from my face and screams ' you want me to drive you to nana and pop pops!'. I would like to get on the road, and get over to pop pops and convince him that he needs a beer/glass of wine/scotch and water/ shot of old grand dad whatever works for him. This wouldn't be so bad if I was able to muster a stern Mommy voice, yet I can't I am still working on it. Right now she is checking to make sure that my headset for my phone fits into my ears.

Ohh fantastic she found my change! ' THIS IS FOR MY PIGGY BANK DADDY? DADDY? DADDY THIS FOR MY PIGGY BANK?

What else can you do but laugh?!?!
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Waking up ...

Waking up is hard to do. I can barely open my eyes and I hear the click click click of my wifes shoes accross our wood floor. I can see that our room is still dark, and with a strain of lifting my right eyelid I can see that my bedroom door is cracked and wifey is in the other bathroom getting ready for work. The morning light shinning in the window on my right is more of a bright fuzz than sunlight. The might apollo is radiating heat that makes me oh so warm and comfy. Prying my left eye open I see that the beans worked us over again in the middle of the night and she is hogging most of the bed, and yes radiating heat to make me more snuggly and comfy. I close my eyes once more and nod off for just one second - to wake up to a cold nose pressed against mine. I open my eyes to see a set of eyes staring back at me. ' Good Morning Daddy, what cha wanna do today.'. Ahhh, another perfect day awaits me. Nothing beats the morning breath of a two year old. Or the non transitionary period at which she wakes up. One second asleep and the next wide awake ready to go. Let us seek the day and what it holds for us.
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Mommy Bloggers

I have no friggin clue how mommy bloggers do what they do. Supposedly stay home and watch the kid(s), do their own blogging, read and comment on tons of blogs and get the household stuff done. I have been laid off for about a month or so now and I am EXHAUSTED everyday. The beans and I hangout and get our stuff done, I am even getting pretty good at doing her hair. I am taking advantage of every minute that we get to spend together, yet I am not blogging much not reading much and almost getting the housework done. By housework I mean: the dishes, straightening up, running the vaccum, and cleaning the bathrooms. The only reason I get any of that done is because nana and pop pop take her to play group and music class. By 6pm PJ is Dunzo! Now throw in this World Series thing and the Phillies and I am practically zombie-a-fied. So, any advice would be great! Thanks in advance.
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