Why am I such a hypocrite? I complain all the time about not having a large family and how my family is not very close. So I guess I'm not the only person feeling this way. I get this random e-mail from my cousin who lives in San Antonio. She mentions that she does not want to see the family loose touch with each other. We exchange contact information and she tells me that she is coming to Houston for a few days. I tell her that I would be out of town, but that I will be back by the weekend.
So on Friday she texts that she is on the way into town. I am already in town, but had a very busy day. For some reason I did not respond. I could have easily contacted her Saturday or Sunday. She even went to my parent's house on Sunday, but I was not there. I totally dissed her. Not on purpose, but subconsciously on purpose. I was just so tired all weekend, I didn't want to deal with family.
I'm such an asshole sometimes. The ADULT thing to do would have been to call her and tell her that I was exhausted and just wanted to rest during the weekend. I didn't do that. Nope, I played the "I don't see you" card and just ignored her text message.
I can not officially complain anymore about my family being so out of touch. I am just as much to blame as the rest of my family. Consider this my Internet confession if you will, but no amount of Hail Mary prayers will clear my conscious for how I acted this weekend.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 18, 2008
All I could come up with today
I have tried three different topics for this post and each time I have erased them. What does that mean? I'm not too sure yet. I have a feeling, but I will wait and see. Anyway, I'll leave you with this for the day.
A husband and wife were preparing to celebrate their wedding anniversary when the husband turns to his wife and asks, "Where would you like to go for dinner?" The wife turns to her husband and says, "I don't care as long as it is expensive." So the husband takes them to the gas station.
A husband and wife were preparing to celebrate their wedding anniversary when the husband turns to his wife and asks, "Where would you like to go for dinner?" The wife turns to her husband and says, "I don't care as long as it is expensive." So the husband takes them to the gas station.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Unfortunately, I can not choose "C" on this test
Okay. It's been a while. Time for some serious soul searching and revealing. I have been reading a lot about cleansing diets. I have been thinking hard about detoxing with them. Consider this a form of emotional cleansing if you will.
Have you ever been tested in life? I don't mean SAT or STD tested, I mean true deep down inner soul tested. They kind of test that can make you feel hopeless and lost in the end. I HAVE. Several times in life in fact. Each time I thought it was the worst test possible, but I have come to realize each test can ALWAYS be worse.
I have had my whole self being tested this past few months. Am I who I really think I am? Could I have been living a self delusional lie the past few years? I thought I had learned who I was as a person, but the past few months created a crack in my opinion of myself.
Why do you think people seek religion? At first I thought it was something that was taught to them at an early age and they stuck with the repetition because that's all they knew. How naive of me to think that something that simple was the cause of such faith and belief. I have met people that were the exact opposite of that situation. They never had religion growing up and felt they needed something more in their life to ground them. Some sort of guidance if you will.
I've become more of a spiritual person somewhere along the way and do not practice any sort of religion faithfully. I believe in a higher power. I'm not sure what happens to us when we die.
I find that I am losing my wit and that scares the bajebus out of me. I've always thought of myself as a funny and intelligent person. I found myself in situations lately and I had nothing witty to say. I had the perfect situations, the perfect setup, and nothing. Ten years ago, I could have said three of four different things in those situations. Now I can't think of funny things until after the fact. I'm slowing down... WHY?
I think it's like a closer in baseball games. The player puts so much stress on himself, that he does not perform well. I'm expecting myself to be funny or smart and just sit there like a idiot with a thumb up my ass. I think I need to take a solo vacation to get away from everything for a while.
Have you ever been tested in life? I don't mean SAT or STD tested, I mean true deep down inner soul tested. They kind of test that can make you feel hopeless and lost in the end. I HAVE. Several times in life in fact. Each time I thought it was the worst test possible, but I have come to realize each test can ALWAYS be worse.
I have had my whole self being tested this past few months. Am I who I really think I am? Could I have been living a self delusional lie the past few years? I thought I had learned who I was as a person, but the past few months created a crack in my opinion of myself.
Why do you think people seek religion? At first I thought it was something that was taught to them at an early age and they stuck with the repetition because that's all they knew. How naive of me to think that something that simple was the cause of such faith and belief. I have met people that were the exact opposite of that situation. They never had religion growing up and felt they needed something more in their life to ground them. Some sort of guidance if you will.
I've become more of a spiritual person somewhere along the way and do not practice any sort of religion faithfully. I believe in a higher power. I'm not sure what happens to us when we die.
I find that I am losing my wit and that scares the bajebus out of me. I've always thought of myself as a funny and intelligent person. I found myself in situations lately and I had nothing witty to say. I had the perfect situations, the perfect setup, and nothing. Ten years ago, I could have said three of four different things in those situations. Now I can't think of funny things until after the fact. I'm slowing down... WHY?
I think it's like a closer in baseball games. The player puts so much stress on himself, that he does not perform well. I'm expecting myself to be funny or smart and just sit there like a idiot with a thumb up my ass. I think I need to take a solo vacation to get away from everything for a while.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Ice Ice Baby... I saw her standing there
I don't think I realized just how much of an influence I am on my daughter until today. I've seen her act certain ways or do certain things that remind me of how I was when I was younger.
Growing up I was different from my friends in several ways, but one in particular was my love for sixties and seventies music. This stems from the fact that I would constantly hear it from my parents ALL THE TIME. Every summer we would also go on road trips. We would listen to The Beatles, Three Dog Night, Beach Boys, Santana, and so many others all during the drives. That music was second nature to me.
I passed on this same trait to my daughter. I introduced her to The Beatles last year. She thought they were okay until she saw "Across the Universe". She then fell in love with The Beatles. Now I need to introduce her to the other artists of that generation. I have also been introducing her to 80's music. She likes some of it, but she finds some of it silly. I would agree, but it's 80's music. It's a classic now.
She has certain friends that are very similar and their parents must be doing the same thing with their children. My daughter told me today of how she was in Science class with four friends singing Beatles songs while working on a project. That's my girl!
Now if only I could get her to remix Beatles music with Vanilla Ice, we'd be in business.
Growing up I was different from my friends in several ways, but one in particular was my love for sixties and seventies music. This stems from the fact that I would constantly hear it from my parents ALL THE TIME. Every summer we would also go on road trips. We would listen to The Beatles, Three Dog Night, Beach Boys, Santana, and so many others all during the drives. That music was second nature to me.
I passed on this same trait to my daughter. I introduced her to The Beatles last year. She thought they were okay until she saw "Across the Universe". She then fell in love with The Beatles. Now I need to introduce her to the other artists of that generation. I have also been introducing her to 80's music. She likes some of it, but she finds some of it silly. I would agree, but it's 80's music. It's a classic now.
She has certain friends that are very similar and their parents must be doing the same thing with their children. My daughter told me today of how she was in Science class with four friends singing Beatles songs while working on a project. That's my girl!
Now if only I could get her to remix Beatles music with Vanilla Ice, we'd be in business.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Silence is golden
You know what I hate? Awkward silences.
They just suck the life out of any situation. One minute everyone is talking and the next SILENCE. I sometimes like to call out that silence with the phrase, "Well this is an awkward silence." This works about 75% of the time to break that silence or at least get a smile out of the people.
It really sucks when it's the other 25% who look at you stupid during an even longer awkward silence after that phrase. Damn if I'm going to try that line again during the extended awkward silence...
This isn't a movie theater folks, you KNOW you can talk don't you?
They just suck the life out of any situation. One minute everyone is talking and the next SILENCE. I sometimes like to call out that silence with the phrase, "Well this is an awkward silence." This works about 75% of the time to break that silence or at least get a smile out of the people.
It really sucks when it's the other 25% who look at you stupid during an even longer awkward silence after that phrase. Damn if I'm going to try that line again during the extended awkward silence...
This isn't a movie theater folks, you KNOW you can talk don't you?
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Was that a backhanded comment?
So my grandmother is in town for my sister's graduation. I have this issue with needy people (stronger lately than in my past). Anyway, take the most needy person you know and magnify that by 100. This is my loving grandmother. No matter how bad of a day you've had, she has had a worse day (and wants you to hear every part of it). She has been upset that we have not spent enough time with her or that we haven't visited her in a while.
So today we were all in the kitchen talking when she says tells this story of how when she fell and busted her chin. This was several months ago and I expressed my concern when the incident happened. But today she busts out with "My chin looked like yours when I busted it." We all looked at her like she was crazy. Then she explains that it was bleeding and they applied some type of adhesive to close the cut. She had a scab form and it was on her chin for a few days. She talked about how she was so embarrassed to have that on her chin that she couldn't leave the house. Then she points to my beard and says, it look just like that.
We all laugh and then I start to think about it. Did she just insult me to my face and I laughed at it? I see I have so much to learn from her still. Well played madam, well played...
So today we were all in the kitchen talking when she says tells this story of how when she fell and busted her chin. This was several months ago and I expressed my concern when the incident happened. But today she busts out with "My chin looked like yours when I busted it." We all looked at her like she was crazy. Then she explains that it was bleeding and they applied some type of adhesive to close the cut. She had a scab form and it was on her chin for a few days. She talked about how she was so embarrassed to have that on her chin that she couldn't leave the house. Then she points to my beard and says, it look just like that.
We all laugh and then I start to think about it. Did she just insult me to my face and I laughed at it? I see I have so much to learn from her still. Well played madam, well played...
Friday, May 09, 2008
Good thing I didn't ask for a knife
I know I've mentioned my parent's house in previous posts. The spooky crap that goes on there. Well tonight was one of those nights.
The whole family is in town for my sister's graduation. We were all sitting around the dinner table about to eat, when I noticed that my fork was missing. Which was weird because we realized that we had set two extra table settings so I had just removed them and made sure that all the other settings were correct. I figured that I must have removed one too many forks and asked my dad to bring another for me. I get my new fork and we all sit down to eat.
My family has a tradition of a prayer before meals. So my dad is saying the prayer (is is extremely quiet except for his prayer) when a fork drops from under the table right at my feet. Loud as can be. Everyone looks at me and I just look under the table. There it is. A fork that fell from a high distance because it landed on the rug and it made a loud noise. I looked at the table and my new fork is still sitting there. I freaked out.
Everyone thought I was messing with them and that I dropped the fork on purpose. I thought my daughter had dropped it to mess with me. She did not. I couldn't believe that no one else believed me. They were all calm except me. So I dropped the subject. They started messing with me about it and then the lights in the room would flicker. Just THAT room. At first it happened when my sister was messing with me about it. I told her to watch it because obviously that was a sign.
About 30 minutes later my dad is making fun of me and the lights did it again. THAT caught their attention. It was all quiet and then my grandmother (who has Alzheimer's) says "Did you not pay your light bill because your light keeps going off?".
That was too funny and she broke the silence. The funny part is that she was completely serious. I do not like their house and hate going over there alone. It just has this weird vibe to it.
The whole family is in town for my sister's graduation. We were all sitting around the dinner table about to eat, when I noticed that my fork was missing. Which was weird because we realized that we had set two extra table settings so I had just removed them and made sure that all the other settings were correct. I figured that I must have removed one too many forks and asked my dad to bring another for me. I get my new fork and we all sit down to eat.
My family has a tradition of a prayer before meals. So my dad is saying the prayer (is is extremely quiet except for his prayer) when a fork drops from under the table right at my feet. Loud as can be. Everyone looks at me and I just look under the table. There it is. A fork that fell from a high distance because it landed on the rug and it made a loud noise. I looked at the table and my new fork is still sitting there. I freaked out.
Everyone thought I was messing with them and that I dropped the fork on purpose. I thought my daughter had dropped it to mess with me. She did not. I couldn't believe that no one else believed me. They were all calm except me. So I dropped the subject. They started messing with me about it and then the lights in the room would flicker. Just THAT room. At first it happened when my sister was messing with me about it. I told her to watch it because obviously that was a sign.
About 30 minutes later my dad is making fun of me and the lights did it again. THAT caught their attention. It was all quiet and then my grandmother (who has Alzheimer's) says "Did you not pay your light bill because your light keeps going off?".
That was too funny and she broke the silence. The funny part is that she was completely serious. I do not like their house and hate going over there alone. It just has this weird vibe to it.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
You know what I like... winning
What is up with the Astros lately? They have a choice of either kicking ass or chewing bubble gum... I think they are all out of bubble gum.
Yet another 9th inning win. I'm loving this feeling, but the recent Rocket let down is still in the back of my mind. Like the abused sports fan that I am, I'll be back and waiting for them next year. In the mean time, the Astros know how to treat a sports fan right. You know what I'm saying? Are we even talking about sports anymore???
Yet another 9th inning win. I'm loving this feeling, but the recent Rocket let down is still in the back of my mind. Like the abused sports fan that I am, I'll be back and waiting for them next year. In the mean time, the Astros know how to treat a sports fan right. You know what I'm saying? Are we even talking about sports anymore???
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Juan Valdez runz dis place
Happy seis de Mayo! Oh wait, I think I'm kinda late to the party. I wish I owned a bar. I would kick it "real style" for Cinco de Mayo. I would give away free sombreros and have tequila contests. Of course there would be live donkeys... must have the live donkeys. Not for a show or anything... just to have walking around. You believe me right?
Monday, May 05, 2008
What are you doing here?
You know what's weird? When you are looking at your old high school social site and forget that your ex-wife used to go to your high school. We both have similar friends from high school and both have pages on this site.
Awkward moment in 3...2...1... No not yet, but I foresee some strange situation occurring soon.
Awkward moment in 3...2...1... No not yet, but I foresee some strange situation occurring soon.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Just Got Paid
Just got paid, Friday night
Party huntin', feelin' right
Body shakin', all around (Body shakin' all around)
No one thinks when I'm gettin' down
- Johnny Kemp
Party huntin', feelin' right
Body shakin', all around (Body shakin' all around)
No one thinks when I'm gettin' down
- Johnny Kemp
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