Tag: Life

There is NO Silver Lining

The United States of America comes to an end on Friday. It might take a few years for the process of destruction to complete, but as of Friday our nation is no more.

There is no upside to this. There’s no silver lining. I don’t care which side of the ideological aisle you live on, there is nothing good about this. We’re done.

Having said that, if there was a silver lining, it would be Alec Baldwin’s appearances on Saturday Night Live. He had better clear his schedule for the next four years and make sure he can appear each and every week without exception. Here’s a link to last night’s cold open.

Flake Day

Saturdays on kid weekends are busy busy busy. They both have a whole slew of things that they need to be driven to on Saturdays, and then when all that’s done there is food shopping and errands to run. Busy as can be.

One result of the Saturday busyness is that Sundays tend to be flake days. Today is a good example. The kids have been watching the tube, although they are doing homework right now. Jen is cooking a nice dinner. Laundry is being done en mass. There’s a lot going on, but it’s all quiet stay at home sort of stuff.

I like it.

Vacation Day

I took the day off from work today to get my shit together for tomorrow night’s gig. The plan was to make a few changes to my pedal board, and then practice practice practice.

What did I actually do?

I watched a ton of Luke Cage on Netflix. Like, five or six episodes. I bought some new clothes for work (and maybe a black t-shirt for tomorrow night). I got my hair cut (finally!).

When I got home I fixed up the pedal board and played the guitar. I didn’t practice any of the songs that I needed to work on, but I did run through a bunch of exercises.

After that, I went out to dinner with my wife because she’s amazing and I am crazy in love with her.

It’s been a good day. Tomorrow’s going to be nuts. Sunday and Monday are going to be sent home with the love of my life. It’s going to be a good holiday weekend.

Friday

It’s Friday morning, just after six am. Everyone’s favorite work day. The weekend is almost here, and it’s going to be a busy one.

Kids stuff tomorrow. Karate, band, some other stuff. Errands like food shopping and unclogging a drain in the bathroom. It’s time to start raking leaves, but I think I can delay that a week. I need to buy clothes, my last good work shirt lost a fight with some spilled buffalo sauce the other day, and I need a haircut. Sunday means my band practice, the last before our next gig. There will be more errands, and I want us to be able to eat dinner together before I leave for practice.

It looks like a very busy weekend for me, but it’s the good kind of busy. It’s busy doing things with my family, mostly. That’s the kind of busy I can get behind.

43 Years Old

My high school class lost a member yesterday. Not someone I knew well, I don’t think I’d seen her since graduation in 1989. We were never friends. I doubt either of us ever gave the other a second thought.

Still, 43 years old…

Give the people you love an extra hug and kiss. You just never know.

Life

The four of us played The Game of Life today. I sucked. I retired with less than a million bucks. I’m not very good at Life. Is that a metaphor for reality?

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I did better playing Monopoly against my step son earlier. My step daughter beat my sorry ass at Egyptian War (a card game I’d never heard of) but I redeemed myself taking three out of four games of Rack-O against my step son. All of that was before they smoked me at Life though.