January 27th, 2006


Friday, January 27

After walking a road, far to worn by the soft foot falls of dashed hopes, broken hearts and the floods of tears that threaten to consume so many hearts, my darling suzanne blessed my life by bringing two wonderful young men into the world. We never gave up hope that pregnancy would stop being the heart of all sadness, and after several years of miscarried dreams, George joined us and filled our lives with joy. Then two years later, lightening struck again... and George found himself being fitted for the crown of big-brother. Edward turns eight years old today. He was a big baby... and that's pretty well the last time anyone would ever say that about him. He has weathered stitches to his head, skin glue on his face, a broken tooth, a corn kernel lodged in his miniature ear, and an endless litany of small dramatic moments... none of which really seemed to phase him. Tough, sneaky, resourceful and always ready to entertain himself, this little man will walk the road ahead with a mischievously smile, a size XXX heart and the emotional range of ... his father. It is with great anticipation that I look towards his future.
If he could read these words... I would want more than anything for him to read that I love and treasure every moment I have with him.
You are one of best reasons that I have to draw breath...
p.s. Ever since I was a little boy... my "lucky numbers" have been 2 and 7. :)


Mother nature has painted today with blue skies, brilliant sunshine... and a bone chilling cold that makes your ski jacket crispy.

~ black ftls
~ old, ripped, faded, and [ :: way comfortable jeans :: ]
~ b.u.m. confused shirt (thinks it's a short sleeve shirt... but...)
~ sit in my kitchen, with my office laptop, and sort through stacks of information... getting a report on "change management" ready for fed department...
~ bask in a wee bit of anticipatory glory... (I ran into a potential client last night at the grocery store who gave me a really positive prospect for a near term engagement!!)
~ tonight? no flippen idea.
~ that kea drinks in the fun of building that bear... :)
~ for good news and better health to wrap around innerly
~ that arlyn enjoys friday!!!
~ and to send a wave out to a familiar but altogether too long absent friend... nordicgrrl :D

K... this has to be some kind of dark day for the Bush administration ... I mean, it remains Georgie Poopie-head's stated goal that America must bring freedom and democracy to the world. Oh, and he also vows to "Fight terror where ever the dreaded noun hides."
And then?
Yeah, well then a United Nations monitored democratic election, urged by American foreign policy for decades, elects - by an overwhelming majority - a party that lives near the top of the page on the big bad list of international Terrorist Organizations.
So you don't negotiate with terrorists...
Bit of a pickle huh.
Clue: Hamas is a lot more than a bunch of suicide bombers. Doesn't explain suicide bombing... but then again, what makes us think we can understand anything happening on the other side of the planet from our comfy barka loungers?
Poor georgie...

WOW!!! Leave it to that Oprah... she's all about "Firsts".
Ripping the mask off the scandal of the century... she's gone and opened up a whole Pandora's's box of confusion.
You heard it on Oprah first my friends...
People that write books... So called "authors"... sometimes make shit up.
Can you imagine?

For quite a while now... I've got up in the morning and set about a routine that is designed to do one thing.
I refuse to let the way things always stay hard be a reason to let my one journey through this world be a bummer.
Everybody has their shit. I'm no different.
Everybody has a choice... and you're not different.
So I sit at my desk and forget my plans...
I drop all the urgency that builds up and take a moment to laugh at myself.
That turns into smiles I give you, faces I make at myself, or reflective moments captured briefly for closer examination.
I start my day as me.
Not as a number... an employee... or a debt.
There's time enough for that.
... and know this one thing... (makes a little "one" hand gesture)
If, even once, you've smiled back at me...
Then you know the only reason that counts
in answer to the why behind writing my morning posts.

Time to git.
Smile... somebody may smile back at you.

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Ok so, see... being freezing cold - because the programable thermostat thinks we're all out - and sitting with a lap top in front of a big ol'fire place is just not truly the right way to go if BEING AWAKE is part of the plan. I literally slept away half my afternoon ... the first twenty seconds of that sleep introduced several pages of the letter "f" to my document...


Ed's Birthday... Let's see... Suz and Geo set up a really fun Treasure Hunt for him last night. Geo bought him a giant Kit Kat choco bar and a card for his b-day... and that was the "treasure". The idea here is that you get a bunch of strips of paper the size of book marks, and each has a clue leading to the next thing. It's hard to "generalize the plan" so I'll give you some examples;
Ed's current harry potter book lives on his bedside table.
The fry-pans live in the drawer under the stove...
As a step in the "Treasure hunt"... he comes to the front hall bathroom because of the last clue and finds... A frying pan, with a clue. The clue says "Put me away!".
In the drawer under the stove ... is his Harry Potter book, with another clue that reads "Put me where I belong".
On and on... One of my ties is in the fridge... Moms wireless keyboard is in a bathroom... etc. etc. etc...
HE HAD A BLAST... rushing around finding stuff... :D
Today at school... big "cup cake" bonanza... celebrating with classmates.
Tonight... McDonalds... (ug) because he gets to choose his dinner.
Saturday night... b-day dinner at my folks house... with my side of the family tree... co-celebration with a nephew.
Sunday afternoon... Laser Quest with 7 friends (always have as many invited kids as his age...)
Next Saturday night... b-day dinner with suz's family ... co-celebration with a niece. :D

No shortage of b-day celebrating... :D

Now... I need to go figure out why the coat rack FELL OFF THE WALL in the front hall. :( :( :(***

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Greenday! American Idiot and Holiday.



(The CD I got Geo has everything... BUT the two songs he's most interested in... sigh)

pretty please... sugar and all that stuff. :D :D

Thank you thank thank you.