WTH

When I first heard that Christopher Robin was no longer part of Winnie
the pooh - I went a bit nutso! I figured ok the beans will never see
this new chick anyway. I had to lay the law down and make my feelings
known that if anyone brings in anything with the ' new girl ' it will
be tossed out. I have been able to keep that promise, and yes I
still don't know her name and will never learn it! Old school people,
that is just how i do it.

The beans does not watch much tv, yet daddy does need to shower and
shave. Hence, we have a few acceptable shows that she does watch. One
of them is Mickey mouse fun house. When the heck did the song
change? Wth. The cadence is different the words are different and it
is about to be on the do no watch list!

Happy Friday!

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Hmm, what to do

I am sitting here at my kitchen table -phone in my watching the beans
play and dance. Not much better than this. I have Minnie ears on and
she only references me as Minnie and she is Mickey. No dad no daddy
just Minnie and when I take the ears off she asks where they are,
hilarious. I need to get back to work although not much is out
there, and the not much is certainly not good pay.

The snow is killing my knees and the weather is not helping me to run
outside. I am stuck in the basement ( dingy basement) on my treadmill
watching episodes of Seinfeld. My speed is up and my distance is up,
yet I am bored out of my mind. The cold and metal in my knees just
don't mix very well, yet I will have to get out there soon. I have
been doing some exercise DVDs that have been amazing for cross
training - this summer I will be mowing the lawn sans shirt!

Life is good!

Oh and I have a friend ( old friend ) who posted a blog on facebook
that I want to read and keep up with, however my blog is secretish. I
am sure it is no big deal, yet sometimes you just like your worlds no
to collide. Or even your worlds 3 times removed not to collide.

Oh and I still haven't figured out the spacing issue sending in posts
from my phone. Obviously.

Recession

It is Friday morning and it is really cold here in Philly. I come
down from my bedroom after a quick shower, with my sneakers in my hand
And two pair of socks on. Yea it is that cold. My hands an feet are
cold all of the time and I feel like an 80 years old lady who just is
never warm enough. I keep planning on getting to th doc as my 3
little toes on my left foot go numb from time to time. For some
reason I always feel busy. I spend a few days per week job hunting
and have come up with a fist full of nothing. I am on monster,
carrerbuilder, simplyhired, hcareers, and my linkedin account is on
hyperdrive to no avail. Certain days it is tough to stay positive
especially the days when you get interviewed by some knucklehead who
isn't as qualified as you and you know you are no getting the job.
Another position where they offer 35k like a swift kick to the balls,
and say if you want to make more money you have to hustle. Sooner or
later I am gonna take that kick to the balls and be happy with it.
That time isn't now, yet it gets closer and closer. I can see the leg
pulling back ready to release. I wonder how it will feel. You know,
the day when I let someone kick me in the balls and I just stand there
and grin and bear it. It is funny to say it or to write it, it will
be just really fucking hard to do it. To just take it, swallow my
pride and take it.

Positive thinking = positive reward. It is another great day that
I get to spend more time with the beans than I could ever imagine.
Another cold day in paradise. I will check my email fervantly and
hope one with the silver lining comes in.

Enjoy your day! I know I will!

I have to get my hands in my pockets they are freezing!

The gift and the curse

Home alone

Wifey was at a baby shower about an hour away from ou home yesterday.
So that is two hours travel and too many hours doing shower stuff. It
is freezing outside and we stayed in all day yeterday, that is what is
called a recipe for dissaster. The Beans wore me out. Being with her
or I would assume any little one isn't so bad when you can go outside
and run around. Stuck inside for the better part of last week and all
day Sunday really put us both at wits end. She now does this 'baby
kitty' thing that drives me nutso. It is really cute from time to
time, yet for a few hours it will make you want to hit the bottle.
She crawls around meowing and talking in a baby voice and calls me
daddy kitty. Add to that Santa brought a bitty baby with him this
year, so in theory I have to take care of the Beans and the bitty baby
whenever baby kitty decides that bitty baby needs anything.
Sweeeeeet! We dressed undressed feed changed diapers changed onesies
you name it we did it and did it again. Playoff football no sir -
dress up and playing with the dollhouse. That is just how I roll
people you have to have priorities in order! It was a long day, and
thank gosh I cherish every minute of it. And thank goodness that
wifey understands and let's me detox from the baby kitty when she gets
home.

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Aaaaaand....

It's been a long time and I shouldn't have left you here alone for so
long. Yes, yes. I know you have heard it all before - this is not the
first and certainly won't be the last time that I leave you. Life
happens sometimes, not enough hours in the day, not enough thoughts in
my head. It is not you it's me. We didn't break up, we just took a
break. I know I am unemployed and I know I have time.... But
honestly I am busy playing play dough, doing stickers, playing with my
doll house, and being a stay at home dad. Time goes by quickly and I
have really been cherishing being laid off and watching my daughter
grow. Precious. Hopefully I am back for now, but hope you are ready
for some beans stories because that is pretty much all I have for now
- well, that and a pathetic job search. Tally ho.

Happy Friday - Lets go birds.

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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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