Do You?

Do you think of me at work?

Do you dream of me while you sleep?

Would you miss me if I were gone?

RC 2010

2009 Almost Done

Wa Hooo…. 2009 is almost at an end and the 2010 era will soon be upon us.
For some of us it is a time for making resolutions and trying to be a better person…. and so forth.
Yet I feel like I should have been a bit better off then this.
I can’t say as I feel that 2009 was well worth it.
Thought I had a good job and was making a well thought out plan for the future. HA,….  did that ever shoot back up in my face.
My family is still together, guess that is a plus.
2009 is a year that really sucked!….. OK!… It was not productive and I am glad it will be over soon. Sure hope that 2010 will be a better year.
I know I should not feel this way but to tell ya truth I am so sick of not getting the love anymore.
I have yet to figure out why I can’t cuddle or get a hug, or even a “I Love You” now and then.
 
O’well guess it’s just another day in my world.

Chow for Now

Growing and Learning

Now I can’t say that it has all been easy, yet it has not been to hard just new.
You see I met my wife when she was thirteen and I was around 18. I was dating someone and never even gave her a look. Just was not my type. (so I thought) 
She was into Ozzy and other metal music, I was into Neil Young and classic rock.
I had gone to Florida for this girl I thought was my sole mate. Man was I dumb. Then maybe not, you see when I was in Florida the girl dumped me for some other guy. Young Dumb and full of {you know the rest}…
I did learn a lot there, I was turning eighteen and was in a state that was thousands of miles from anyone I knew or even knew me. A real eye opener to how the real world works when you don’t know anybody. Plus now having to find a place to live and work.
I did find work and got a trailer for a real deal. So I was off to a good start.
I met this lady and I say lady cause she was thirty five and pure Italian. I felt like I was on top of the world, just turning eighteen and with a real lovely Italian who was seventeen years older and looked twenty. For close to ten months we hit it off great, It grew into much, much more then just two people talking, then I find out she had a husband in prison and was getting out soon so bye bye. Thus lead me to have to leave. When I got back a friend picked me up at the airport. He had his girlfriend and so I had to get in the back with this girl I didn’t know. So I thought. After my friend told me her name I remembered her. We paled around for awhile and one day I gave her this jolly rancher candy I was sucking on. {Don’t ask}
later that night her friend come running to my room and said that her friend thinks I’m a sweet kisser then ran away. I sat there dazed, alone, then asking myself what I just got myself into. Twenty one years later with three kids two dogs and two turtles plus more bills then we know what to do with.
Wow… sometimes I have to look back and ask what if I didn’t go to Florida and I stayed here?

Chow