Little Things that Make You Happy

Sometimes you just take things for granted. From this past few days, I have come to appreciate many more things. Here’s the list, not in any particular order. 1. How much fun it is to get into a large box or a plastic storage tub. Exhibit A Exhibit B 2. Even more fun than that is once inside a large plastic storage tub, your friend pushed you at high speed down the aisle in the middle of WalMart. See Exhibit B. With big ol’ Erik behind it. Oh I wish Brandon had a video capture on his phone! 3. Pixie...
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Let the body hit the floor

Mine that is. Last night’s “Be as tired as possible so I’d sleep through the night” strategy did not work. I woke up with a start around 1:58 a.m. thinking that it WAS indeed morning and that somehow there was a power outage that set my clock back to 2 a.m. I could NOT possibly be waking up at 2 a.m. after 3 days of about 3 hours of sleep per night!?!? But I did wake up at 2 a.m. and spent the next 3.5 hours tossing and turning and, okay I admit it, laying around somewhat paranoid. Why is...
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I’m back and alive

But tired as hell. Jet lag SUCKS! Now I have to go find something to eat as Brandon left nothing in the house. Heh. He’s been calling me every hour since 9 a.m. to keep me awake and help me fight off jet lag. It’s working, kind of. In my head, it’s almost 1 a.m. right now and I felt like I got woken up in the middle of the night. Urrrgh. Half way through recapping my last few days in the Big Mango. Will post this afternoon as a way to keep myself awake. See how far I could...
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When stress attacks

So, my body decided that it’s time to succumb to the cold that seems to have been nipping at me for the past week. With all the stress I’ve been under, I’m surprised that it took this long before I got sick. Saturday, we had a fantastic time down in San Diego with our friends Justin and Olaina. I set Olaina up with the blog and got her started on her art website somewhat. Justin has this weekend off from his medical internship, a rare occasion. They walked us through their little town and we had fabulous dinner. Sunday, I...
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Yo, bro!

Yeah. You. My supposedly sweet natured, family comedian, mom’s favorite middle child brother. You’re a fucktard. You know that? You bet your drunken butt you’ll hear from me. You’d better answer the phone when it rings, jackass. Don’t make me call you at the office. As for the rest of you, good Wednesday morning to you. I apologize for the message to my brother. Pretty much my day has started with a frustrating call home. Details will be left out from here to protect the innocents and the jackass himself. You may be safe from the scorn of the Blogosphere,...
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