Just say thanks

So two of my best friends are having a baby. The father is a little bit anal when it comes to cleaning if you ask me, I think his wife would let it slip a little but not to much because she is a little like him just not as anal. However I always envy his home because it is so clean. So he calls me about a week ago asking if i want to have a lawn mowing party. IE we cut his then cut mine together. Well thing is my kids are old enough to cut the grass now so they do it for me. So a week goes by and I notice his yard is getting longer and longer. After I finished the front yard of mowing ( son went for a sleep over and was not able to finish) I looked over at there yard and decided that I wanted to cut there yard for them I was just going to do the front but then decided to do the back also. Well I guess they were home because they came out and wanted to know what the hell I was doing cutting there grass. I do not know. For some reason I guess I just wanted to. They felt bad I think that I was cutting there grass and they were in the house watching a movie, but it really was not about them or what they wanted. I just wanted to do it. It felt good doing something nice for someone else and not having to fell like they owe me anything. So I told them " just say thanks and leave it at that". The husband could not let it go so he helped me finish the back yard. Well here's to the two of them may there child fill the empty void that we all have without the little pitter patter and the hugs and kisses. ( I know some of you may not want children so if you do not have the void then pretend). Love you guys and I hope you have 3 more. And if you have nothing else to do then get over to my house and help me paint seeing as the new nursery rocks.

Vegas... What a crap hole

Two weeks in paradise right? Vegas. So I have been here for almost two weeks now and have not done a damn thing but sit in my room and drink myself stupid. Eating rice cakes and drinking black label Jack. What a way to live. Lord knows I do not want to go out with the people that are here. Sit in a damn building with them for 14 hours all day then go out on the town with them....lets see. Nope. The best part is that we all have company vehicles so they tell us we can only go 5 miles from work or the hotel. The damn strip is over 10 miles away...Take a damn bus. Do I look like i ride the bus, not since grade school. Ass Bags! I guess the peons that we are we can not drive that far but upper management can go where ever they damn well please,why you ask well they all have rental cars. Company paid that is, but the rest of us get the company car. Kind of hard to miss those seeing as it is written on the side of the damn things and it is on the back. Nothing like having the boss see it sitting at a casino or worse yet a strip club.
I have something like 30 towels in my room...steal them. No, the damn cleaning lady must be trying to tell me something seeing as she leaves me 3 new ones every day but does not take the old ones. It is great, My bed also has a plastic sheet on it like I am 5 and they think i might wet the bed....or maybe it is so the mattress does not get stained with my blood when some crack head busts in, in the middle of the night and kills me. Man I hate this town.

Creepy.....

Ok. So there i am sleeping on the couch. life like normal lately. No job so I am up all night watching T.V. or playing on the Playstation. I got a cold a few weeks ago, like a damn month ago and my voice is still not back. Started sleeping on the couch so i do not keep my beautiful wife up all night hacking. Anyways there i am sleeping on the couch 2 in the morning...House phone rings. now when the house phone rings at my house at two in the morning something has gone wrong and usually in a very bad way. Hello, hello, Hi, Hello....nothing. Dead silence...like creepy silence. Hang up the phone and turn it back on...still silence...Ok kind of creepy. So I get up and meet my wife in the hall. She wants to know what is going on and I show her the phone...Hello..Nothing. So she hands me back the phone. Hello, nothing. So I hang up the phone. Get up off the couch to go to bed. And I see the front door is cracked open. Now it is normal for the door to not always shut all the way, but i thought i closed it. So I go to the back of the house to let the dogs in the house and I see the phone on the table and it says in use. Meaning someone is on it. So I look at teh phone and pick it up, turn it on and all I hear is silence. Creepy silence. So I keep saying hello all the way until I let the dogs in. As they run across the hard wood floor two rooms away I hear the sound on the phone. Now let me explain, I have the phone up to my ear like I am talking to someone. Hello, hello..rememer. Now instead of creepy silence, I hear the dogs running across the hardwood floor in the phone. Like there is a phone in my house in the living room that called me and now i hear the foot steps of my dogs. Thinking this is totall crazy. I run around my house looking for a phone, or even worse yet there is someone in my house with the phone. completely freaked out now i remember the front door open. screaming in the phone asking who the Fuck this is. I see my new cell phone sitting on the couch close to where I was and I see that...well...my butt called the house. Fantastic. Stupid new phone. not sure how I did it but i called the house on my cell phone. Still kind of freaked out i walk around the entire house looking at all the windows and looking under the beds. tried to go back to sleep however i had quite the hard time. Next day my butt called the wife. so i had to set the phone to lock at all times.

Friday the 13th

Bah humbug-

I hate when Friday the 13th comes around. Not someone that likes the scary movies. I am not someone that likes to be scared. Now I have been over seas, meet people that wanted to kill me. and when I say that I am not kidding. Mind you they were going to jail so i felt pretty safe. None the less they were people that wanted me dead. I have seen some pretty damn big spiders, things that make you wonder why in the world God would create these things. well they just creep me out, cuz there big for gosh sake. But I do not like to be scared. My wife thinks it is funny as hell to jump out from behind a door and scare the poop right out of me. Makes my heart race fast and I get mad. I know she loves to do it. It s the little things in life that make us all happy. But I hate the scary movies. So I am flipping through the channels on the TV tonight and what is on but Freddy vs Jason. So I go back to watching my favorite show Extreame Home Makeover. Right, but i have to flip back and forth to this stupid show. Just so I can get freaked out. Why in the world do people make movies like this. Hate it. But for so stupid reason i have to flip back and forth to this dang show. Have I said I hate it... Now I sit in the house all quiet, freaked out. Thinking I hear things in every room. Hate it..i am going back to EHM. Love that show. Good night and God Bless

Sgt Majors words of wisdom

Words of wisdom. I am on duty, needed to make a run to where the army was stationed and this is the 2nd maybe 3rd thing I hear that comes out of the sgt majors general direction. I want to say mouth but I was not sure if the sgt major is the one that said it. But then again advice like this is something that comes from years of....well, years of being alive I guess. So what advice does he give? "If you don't Fuck it, and you don't feed it. Then don't give a shit about it, because it does not give a shit about you." This is his fantastic advice. So at first I do not quite get it. Don't get me wrong I understand the saying. The issue I have is this; I have friends, and people I work with, now I do not care about all of them (co-workers that is) but I like them. So does that mean I need to feed all of them....O gosh don't tell me i need to...well you know the other one, to all my friends. Sorry Travass and Romayo. Looks like if you don't like my food there is another option.

What do you want?

So today my buddies and I think it will be a good idea to have a little mens bible study. Well I guess I asked for it. I am talking about it a few weeks back, so we decide to just pick a day and do it, well that day was a week ago and we all bailed on the issue. So this week we make it a point to get together and do this. Subject for the week was John chaper one. Everything is going fine we are all reading and debating over the fact that Jesus is the one true God. Take a break have a cup of coffee and reflect a little. In the time of reflection I think we all took a little look at our own lives and what was said in John. "What do you want?"... "Follow me I will show you." Not much is said from Christ. "What do you want" funny how just that impacts me. What do I want. I am not sure. I thought I wanted a big house and some nice cars. A maid that would clean so my wife does not have to, and a sex life I can write stories about. well I guess I got one of them. So what do I want, I just want to know if i am doing the right thing, am I doing the right thing in Gods eyes. As I lay in bed contomplating this at 1 in the morning when I need to be up for work in 5 hours I keep repeating the same words over and over in my head....Follow Me!

God Damn Kids!

So, The Lord almighty has blessed my wife and I with three beautiful children. Thank you God. I guess I should get my thanks out of the way now before I start my bitching. I am happy, and I do have wonderful kids. But every now and then you want to just go crazy like the guy to my left here. After Basketball practice, Basketball games, Cheer practice, Cheer at games, Sunday school, Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, Church meetings, What to do about Church camp this summer. What to do about Ski School and the almighty knows what else I am missing or what is coming down the pipe. I just want to come home and not have to do anything. No going to any of those things. I want to sit in my underwear, play video games and not listen to its late and I should come to bed. I want to chew tobacco because I can and no one tells me otherwise. I want to curse in my own house when I smash my thumb and not have to worry about one of the kids repeating it at school the next day. Then having to sit in with the teacher and principal and explain to them that the neighbors talk like that and I will speak with the kids. That we are good christens and why on earth would we speak like that. So I blame everything on my neighbor, him and his oral sex statues of Father Christmas and his lovely wife. If it is not bad enough that I have to hear him tell me how much him and his wife and sex now when I go over there at Christmas time i have to see his statues of debauchery. I mean really who has sex every day and sometimes twice on Tuesdays? Really? If my wife and I had sex like that my penis would fall off. But then again I would never have to look at internet porn, so there might be some good side effects to this. Speaking of all this sex has not made me horny but it has made me think of my daughters birthday tomorrow. 3 the big 03 wow how time flies. It feels like only yesterday we looked like this. That's right that is me and the misses with our high school graduation pictures. Aren't we a wonderful looking duo. Aren't can you even use that in a sentence, and if you can is it correct to use it at the beginning of a sentence? well I guess that is for the English majors to tell me if it is wrong...So here is your chance to tell me how wrong I am. Back to the picture. I think they came out great. It took some time before I was comfortable in taking off my shirt for the picture. My wife on the other hand had her top off and was walking around the photo shoot with her engorged breast and wonderfully sexy tummy hanging out before we could even get the thought out of our heads to do the picture. But after the photographer had said maybe I should hold her cute little butt in the picture then I was all for it. Besides when we left she was so horny we had sex in the car in the parking lot. Good thing she was already pregnant otherwise she would have been when we were done if you know what I mean. Besides she already had the top off and her pants were unbuttoned so I was almost there in the photo shoot so why not just finish the job. So now we have to have a birthday party for the little one. Momma is going to make some elaborate cake that looks like a castle, I am almost sure of that. That is the other thing that goes with kids. First you have them. Think your life will not change, then you have to get rid of all your stuff so you can buy the stuff they need. Then 15 years later you realize everything you have in your house is theirs and nothing in it belongs to you. Legos, Barbies, you name it we have it. Garage is full of their crap, house if full of it even my room has their stuff in it. I can not wait for them to all move out so I can have my house back. But then again I don't think I would want it any other way. To my kids, Peace, Love and Happiness for all of your days. Daddy Loves you all so very much. One last thing my son had his first basketball game today and for a kid that is not that athletic he scored the only 3 point shot and they kicked the other teams little butts. Way to go kid you ROCK!


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