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NOW I know Why Mom Has Been Yapping At Me All Day

From teh minute I got up this morning Mom has been buzzing inside my head like a bunch of bees at a honey festival (yeah you all know I don't do the metaphor thing well)

It was not a bad thing or sad thing just kinda like me and Mom talking which allowed me to let a lot of corporate crap just slide off my back today which was nice. SO I thought that was it. Ma paid a visit to just let me know she was thinking of me.

But then on the drive home it got stronger. A few happy tears were spilt and a word popped into my head.

Birthday

And being the not too smart son I said to myself "Self is someone's birthday this month?"

And it is. Mom's birthday is Friday. But that wasn't why she was yammering on.

She was telling me "Call your Father. He needs to hear you say Hi and talk about the mundane, everyday things we would talk about but I'm not there and you are."

So I talked with Dad tonight for about an hour. I think it helped both of us.

Thanks Mom Love you and miss you every day and don't be shy about yapping at me again!

Why? Because Someone Has to Keep An Eye On The Island

My bags are packed I'm ready to go
Long John Silvers and Hush Puppies, Mama's Pizza, The University Pub, the TCU Bookstore, Angelos BBQ, breakfast at Whataburger and the Paris Cafe, a couple late night trips to the lesbian bar (they love me there)and sleeping in past 6 A.M. might just be what this tired boy needs.

I've Been Meme'd!!!!!

By Linda

here are the rules:
"make a list of seven things I like that does not include people."
(I don't think any of these will come as any surprise to any of you)

1. GOLF!!11!
I haven't been playing well the last month but to just get away from everything for (by the time the drive to the course, playing and coming home are down) 7 hours is what's kept me sane on a lot of weekends.

2. The NFL
Yeah I know but Monday there was just a bit if a different air around the office as folks would be chatting about their team they follow and the games played over the weekend.

3. Texas Christian University
I love me some Horned Frogs. College was such an eye opening experience and started me on the path of finally growing up. Plus Ft Worth rocks

4. My TEE-VEE
58 inches of high def. Shallow I know but I worked my ass off to pay for that TEE-VEE

5. Mortons Steak House
I only get to eat there once a year but damn! what a good meal.

6. San Diego.
I may complain about the trip but it really is a lot of fun.

7. Blogs.
All of yours!

Play along of you feel like it

Lot Of Triggers This Week For Some Reason

I'm not sure what set anything off this week.
I just had some very vivid images of Michele at M.D. Anderson, non responsive, with machines beeping and binging, and never opening her eyes while I was there.

I had vivid memories of the family meeting with the doctor and making sure Michele's wishes were carried out.

I had vivid memories this week of the machines getting quieter and quieter.

It seems like yesterday that after her son and daughter said goodbye that I went in the hospital ICU room to get whatever was still in there so they didn't have to.

And for some reason the image in my head was looking at Michele, her dead body, knowing she was the best of us and had drawn the short straw,and missing her as much in that moment as I do right now.

I love you Michele. Your the best sister a brother could ever ask for.

I Made A Funny At Work Today

So we had a big 90 minute meeting at work today to let us lesser workers know more about how the new warehouse software really is the best thing since sliced bread even though after 7 months there are a lot more people with gray hair now then before the new advanced warehouse system.

And a question about receiving widgets came up and my boss brought out the tired line about the two theories of receiving widgets.

Boss: There are two theories about receiving widgets
Me: Tell us. Tell us both of them.

Well I laughed anyway

Grrr AAArrgh Or The Process Continues

And there you have it.

I find myself crying a bit more these days.

And then when that is done I am incredibly thankful for all of you.

Thanks for being there for me.

It is mucho appreciated

I Just Want To Fucking Scream

And I really don't know why. I just do want to fucking scream at everything in the entire universe.

I've never had more things that "society" considers important than I do right now.

I have a nice house. I have a new car. I have a safe (as far as I can tell) job.
I get to play golf every weekend weather permitting. I can do pretty much whatever the fuck I want to.

I have a great family and so many good phriends on the innertubes.

So why, at this point in time, do I just want to fucking scream at the sky and claim how unfair everything is?

I won life's lottery. I'm white and I have a penis. Can't do much better than that as far as starting out can ya?

Probably not unless your born rich white with a penis.

I just don't know what the fuck is going on with me right now.
I've always been able to see things clearly and adjust and adapt as needed.

Seems now I don't have that particular talent penis or not.

There are things I should be doing that I'm just not.
Like get a physical or see a dentist but I just don't fucking care. I just want to scream. Sorry, fucking scream.

I've been mired in this type of sludge before and have always gotten through it.

Just seems the the older you get the harder it gets.

Not The Post I Thought I Was Typing

Damn me and my short attention span!
:)
The original post was meant to be how stupid I am because I had a pack of cigarettes with three cigs left in them and then and couldn't find them and then I heard the washing machine and went "HMMMMMMMMM"
Sure enough plastic, cardboard, and tobacco all through my laundry.

Instead as I cleaned wet tobacco out of my clothes and started packing for my upcoming trip to San Diego my thoughts turned to Mom and one of my many trips back to Texas while she was still in this physical world.

My trips to Texas fall into three categories.

Quick trip to Brenham to see family.
Quick trip to Ft. Worth to pretend I'm still 20 and a Junior at TCU.
And the special bonus "Tour of Texas Trip" where i travel from Houston to Brenham to Ft. Worth and back again and come back to Baltimore.

On one of my "Tour" trips I came back to Brenham the day before I went back to the Houston Airport and spent some time with Mom and Dad.

Being a Momma's boy Ma asked me if I had any laundry that she could do.

As the woman was dieing of cancer, not even in my most selfish stage could I let her do my laundry for me.

I thought I had the perfect out.

"Ma", I said, "I'd hate for you to do my laundry and it be wrinkled when I got home"

(And yes I know I've written this before but aint that the beauty of blogs? Write it again!)

My 67 year old, dear loving Mother, who I love with all my heart gave me a look that would have melted steel.
"Steven", she said, "I can do laundry and pack it so it does not wrinkle!

And once again I realized how lucky I am to have such a great Mom.