Friday, August 19, 2011

I need a vacation from my vacation

All last week we visited our (mine and Deb's) home town.  It is a little town located in New York state.  Ripley, NY boarders Pennsylvania and sits on the shore of Lake Erie.  It is a beautiful place to visit.

We had a great time.  Debra's parents were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.  The next day we went to a Pittsburg Pirates game.  The third day we took a break.  The rest of the week we spent time with my family (they live in the same town) and hers.  The week was topped off with a reunion and we left directly for Virginia after that.  Returning to work was almost more relaxing than my vacation.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Instant messaging fun with my son

I started this instant messaging conversation with my son on a Saturday afternoon.  He had spent the night at a friend's house and was still there.

Me:  You are going to church with us tomorrow.

Dearth:  Didn't really plan on it

Me:  It was a statement not a question.  If you look closely you will find a period after the word "tomorrow".

Dearth:  Oh yeah I just read the first word wrong lol

Me:  Yes, the "you" comes before the "are" in my statement. ;p

Dearth:  Damn :p

He went to church the next day.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Wow. That month went by in a blur.

We moved a couple of weeks ago. Not far. Two blocks, but we are saving a few hundred dollars a month with the slight down-size.


This apartment is downstairs (bonus), but is missing two half baths. We can deal with that.

The cats did not like the move, but they have more window space to look out now. So, they are over it.

After almost a month without internet we finally have that again. It may not be vital, but you can sure miss it.

This apartment complex also has a pool. It is just a short walk from our front door and is very nice on the warm days. Ha! I made it sound like there were cool days during the Virginia summer. What I meant to say is it is nice on days it does not rain.

Last weekend we helped a couple of good friends paint the inside of the home they are trying to sell. Another person helping them was Terry. He’s been a professional painter for 30 years. I learned more about painting in two days than I have in all of the odd painting jobs I’ve done over the years. He only took the paint roller away a few times. Terry had a habit of making you feel slow though. Watching that man “cut” (do the edging) with a 4 inch brush was amazing. Not only was he faster than the rest of us he was also less messy (and we were using smaller brushes).

To top everything off tomorrow is our 20th wedding anniversary. I’ve been married to my lovely wife Debra for 20 years. I still remember saying “I do”. I’ll admit that the memory is a bit fuzzy.

That reminds me. I still owe her a proposal. I never really asked her to marry me. I gave her the ring and we just sort of agreed upon it. Fortunately my romance skills have improved over the past 20 years.

Happy anniversary Debra. I love you very much.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Never Dare God

We've been getting a rash of storms over the last few days.  It will be bright and sunny one moment and five minutes later the sky darkens and rain falls in sheets.

Deb and I were leaving a store and it was already raining.  I asked her if she wanted me to get the car and meet her at the door.  I'm a good husband and I do things like that. 

"No.  I won't melt".

We took about ten steps and God tried.  The rain fell in buckets and we were both soaked by the time we got into the car.

"You just had to say it didn't you?"

"Shut up."

Monday, May 2, 2011

A Conclusion

I have decided that I am not the best choice for visits to the doctor’s office. Not when surgical procedures are going to be done.


I took Dearth to the foot specialist today. He had to have an ingrown toenail removed. This is not the first time, so the doctor cut it out and then burn it with acid (so it would not grow back). Dearth didn’t want to go alone (I don’t blame him) so I went back with him.

We both made it through the needles, but when he started cutting poor Dearth went pale. He told the doctor that he was not feeling well and the doctor leaned him back. I was trying not to look, but I did when he said that. There he was, missing a third of his toe nail and a stick jammed into the open area. I assume this was so the acid could be place more carefully. I broke out into a cold sweat and prayed to God that I wouldn’t pass out. Both of us made it without passing out, but it was close.

The doctor was really good about the whole thing. He told us to take our time and brought us water. He handed the water to me even though nothing had been said about me almost passing out. I drank some. It helped.

Deb is going to have to handle those types of appointments from now on. I can only pass out so many times in a decade. It is a personal rule. It is also my story and I’m sticking to it.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Papa Joe

Deb’s grandfather passed away. We spent a few days in West Virginia for the funeral. He was a pretty amazing man.


Farming was his life and that is what most people remember him for, but he also spent two years in the Army. He served under General Patton (I even heard him refer to the General as “Old Blood and Guts”).

Papa Joe earned the Bronze Star and had a short list of very impressive campaign medals for his service. Of the twenty years I knew him I can only remember him talking about his service once.

His life was centered around family and God. Don’t mess with his family and don’t argue to him about God. The first will go poorly for you and the later will be a waste of your time (you just won’t win).

I had the honor to be one of the pallbearers and we laid him to rest in a beautiful cemetery in the hills of West Virginia. It is where he grew up and it is a fitting resting place for him. We will miss him. Rest in peace Papa Joe.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Damn it…

We need to cover an overnight shift for a Friday night. This means the person covering is working until 7am Saturday morning.

My boss emails me wanting me to work 6pm to 5am (my normal shift is 6pm to 2am). He was thinking that the normal 5am person would be in. I reminded him that it was a Saturday and no one would be in until 7am. Here is his reply:

What I will do is let you off early next Thursday probably around 10 or 11pm and you can come in at   8pm for the Friday shift and work until 7am person arrives.


I know it will be a long shift and I appreciate that fact that you can handle it for me.


Let’s talk about this when I get in tonight

Wow.

Really?

Can I work that please?

Here is my reply to that:

Oh that was well written.

What can I say? He’s a good boss. I’ll be working that Friday.