Well today was a pretty easy day. We had our monthly meetings, which was nice since I got to see some old friends. After the meeting we headed to the Yardhouse at Merrick Place, I was the first one on the scene so I had of course a beer. A Brooklyn lager then my co-workers started to come and while everyone else was ordering water with lemon I order my second beer, this time a hobgoblin. I love looking at my co-workers expressions as I slip on my non tasty water drink. I had the classic sliders which tasted great along with thier skinny fries. Good news is E's dad is getting out of the hospital. Tomorrows blog will be real interesting as I have to deal with an asshole who is elected with a messiah complex. Stay tuned.
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Thursday, January 28, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Happy Birthday Buddy
Today is a bittersweet day for me. My little boy who isn’t very little anymore, actually he is 2 inches taller than me and 3 shoe sizes bigger turns 16 today. Wow 16 years, I remember back when he was a month one and almost died and that the doctors said that he would face serious challenges since he had been oxygen deprived for a period of time. It has been rough he has his delays and as a parent the hardest thing is to see people make fun of your kid because he is delayed or doesn’t show the supposed socially accepted behavior for a kid his age. You my son are a fighter and I wouldn't change you for the world, other than being better than you at video games, cuz you are always kicking my ass.
I remember on many occasions wanting to beat the living shit out of a kid that was smaller than him, picking on him and calling him names and my son would laugh and think that the kid was begin friendly. Kids are ruthless and as the saying goes karma is a son of a bitch and will come back and bite you in the ass, as you can tell I used to be one of those kids when I was in elementary and middle school.
It’s been 2 birthdays since I have spent it with him, yes we talk on the phone but it isn’t the same. Plus, I know something is bothering him but he wont open up to me or anybody. He has been saying something’s at his school that due to the time we live in now could get him in a lot of trouble and I feel helpless because I feel that whenever I talk to him his mother is hovering over his shoulder and he gets nervous and doesn’t want to say anything. Hopefully when I go visit in March I can spend some one on one time with him and he will open up to me. I got to speak to him this morning and I sang happy birthday to him. He called me gay. LOL. All I can do is continue to tell him I love him and care for him and miss him and make myself available whenever he wants to talk.
So I find myself today as I look at the mound of bullshit papers and employee complaints and problems, and evaluations, and blah, blah, blah, reflecting on him as the years have gone by and looking forward to the years to come. Hey you never know in 2 years he will be 18 and then can decide where and who he wants to live with. Hopefully it will be with me.
OK, OK, time to get to work!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY
Love, your gay dad
I remember on many occasions wanting to beat the living shit out of a kid that was smaller than him, picking on him and calling him names and my son would laugh and think that the kid was begin friendly. Kids are ruthless and as the saying goes karma is a son of a bitch and will come back and bite you in the ass, as you can tell I used to be one of those kids when I was in elementary and middle school.
It’s been 2 birthdays since I have spent it with him, yes we talk on the phone but it isn’t the same. Plus, I know something is bothering him but he wont open up to me or anybody. He has been saying something’s at his school that due to the time we live in now could get him in a lot of trouble and I feel helpless because I feel that whenever I talk to him his mother is hovering over his shoulder and he gets nervous and doesn’t want to say anything. Hopefully when I go visit in March I can spend some one on one time with him and he will open up to me. I got to speak to him this morning and I sang happy birthday to him. He called me gay. LOL. All I can do is continue to tell him I love him and care for him and miss him and make myself available whenever he wants to talk.
So I find myself today as I look at the mound of bullshit papers and employee complaints and problems, and evaluations, and blah, blah, blah, reflecting on him as the years have gone by and looking forward to the years to come. Hey you never know in 2 years he will be 18 and then can decide where and who he wants to live with. Hopefully it will be with me.
OK, OK, time to get to work!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY
Love, your gay dad
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Adult Pre-school
This morning I hoped for peace and quiet to catch up on some work…..Boy was I wrong. I should have known that it was going to be a bad day when I almost got side swipped by a bus and almost slipped my coffee…..Bastard, don’t you know that you cant waste coffee at 7:30 in the morning?
I have come to the realization that I am the leader of an adult pre-school…Johnny’s not playing nice, Suzie yelled at me, Mikey smells bad, etc….
By the way in all my future postings, the names have been changed to protect the idiots….I mean the innocents, plus I don’t want to be held liable for any derogatory comments.
So now I have to have a meeting with 60 adult children on how they need to behave towards one another and the public. So I sit at my desk for little less than an hour and pound out a 3 page memo on how they shouldn’t act. But I love my last page which list all the personnel rules that they have been violating which can lead to their dismissal. So now I wait for my boss(es) to approve it and make sure that I made nice with my wording in order not to hurt any of the adultren’s feelings. My staff meeting will be fun on Friday for real.
I see a beer or two or three in my future tonight. Or maybe I will say the hell with it and just drink some rum and watch 6 feet under…..Hmmm, what I could do with some empty land and a shovel with my problematic adultren.
Just another day in the life
I have come to the realization that I am the leader of an adult pre-school…Johnny’s not playing nice, Suzie yelled at me, Mikey smells bad, etc….
By the way in all my future postings, the names have been changed to protect the idiots….I mean the innocents, plus I don’t want to be held liable for any derogatory comments.
So now I have to have a meeting with 60 adult children on how they need to behave towards one another and the public. So I sit at my desk for little less than an hour and pound out a 3 page memo on how they shouldn’t act. But I love my last page which list all the personnel rules that they have been violating which can lead to their dismissal. So now I wait for my boss(es) to approve it and make sure that I made nice with my wording in order not to hurt any of the adultren’s feelings. My staff meeting will be fun on Friday for real.
I see a beer or two or three in my future tonight. Or maybe I will say the hell with it and just drink some rum and watch 6 feet under…..Hmmm, what I could do with some empty land and a shovel with my problematic adultren.
Just another day in the life
Monday, January 25, 2010
What am I getting myself in to?
Again what am I getting myself into? Creating another blog? Does anybody really care about what I have to say about the daily things that happen around me? Or am I really doing this so I can have a journal that I can stumble upon in years to come as I am a homeless Alcoholic stumbling into a local library to try to remember what I was? Wow!!! That last part was even a little to intense for me, sorry to all those who work at the library, I wont be homeless if I stumble in.
Anyways, back on point. If you expect proper grammer, correct spelling, politically correct ideas, morally sound ethics, care for fellow mankind, yada, yada, yada. This is not the blog for you.
As my mom tells me "Hijo, esta vivendo la vida loca" Really!!! news to me, but then again being burnt out at the age of 37 is pretty crazy.
Hope you enjoy the upcoming ramblings of a dazed and confused mind let loose in the streets of Miami.
Anyways, back on point. If you expect proper grammer, correct spelling, politically correct ideas, morally sound ethics, care for fellow mankind, yada, yada, yada. This is not the blog for you.
As my mom tells me "Hijo, esta vivendo la vida loca" Really!!! news to me, but then again being burnt out at the age of 37 is pretty crazy.
Hope you enjoy the upcoming ramblings of a dazed and confused mind let loose in the streets of Miami.
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