Tag: weekend

Random Flickr Pic

The work day is ending. I’ve wrapped up what I was working on. My wife is on her way here so that we can drive together to get the kids. I am in a complete state of terror that my phone will ring before I can sign out for the weekend.

Here’s a random Flickr Pic to help keep my mind off of the phone.

It’s Niagara Falls. Sure it’s only been a few weeks since we visited, but I wouldn’t mind going back with the kids.

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Three minutes until I can punch out.
Two minutes until I can punch out.
One minute until I can punch out.

Nothing Going On

There’s nothing going on right now. Nothing worth writing up anyway.

The kids are at their dad’s this weekend, which kinda blows. My nephew’s 5th birthday party is this weekend, that’s good, but my step kids can’t go so that’s not good. The love of my life and I are planning to spend the next few days under the radar, just being stay-at-home types.

I’m back to being pissed off at the bird feeders. The squirrel’s ruin my lame old person fun. I’ve wanted to try taking some moon pics, but the weather has not cooperated since 2010.

Today’s Friday. Yesterday felt like Friday, which is going to make today difficult. There was one humorous moment yesterday when a coworker asked me to handle a task. She thought it was Friday, so she used the Friday protocol (I have to handle some things differently on Friday, no big deal) and I thought it was Friday too so I went right along with it. Five minutes later she tells me, it’s not Friday. I was all like, D’OH!

I should probably mow the grass again this weekend. I should clean up the living room and the kitchen and the bathroom and all the floors too.

I should also put some new strings on the Les Paul and get back into the music groove. I’ve got two old songs started, one on the MacBook and the other on the iPad. I should finish those, then do the three still outstanding from 2008, then call the two current projects done. Then what? I’m clearly not playing along with 50/90. Wait until February? I hope not. Maybe I’ll do a mini-RPM in August or September. We’ll see.

So yeah… nothing much going on. Let’s just have a lazy July weekend, okay? Sounds good.

I Got Nuttin’

I live in New England. I love it here. Unfortunately the rain seems to love it here too because it has rained every day this week and the forecast is calling for rain every day next week too. It is putting me into a “mood”. Jen feels like she’s catching a cold. I am either catching a cold or developing allergies. The kids are fine, they’re on summer vacation so rain or shine it’s paradise for them. I have been getting too little sleep every night this week. I’m tired and sore and feeling run down.

But it’s Friday.

We have no set plans for the weekend. The kids want to go see Monsters University, and Jen and I want to take them. I don’t know when that will happen, but it will happen at some point. Other than that? No clue. The house needs some cleaning and there is tons of laundry, as usual. The lawn is getting long again, but rain every day will screw that plan. I could use a haircut but I’m not worried about it.

Cook out? Rain. urgh.

I am so sick of rain. I want some sunshine and happiness. It’s like, mother nature can’t screw us over with snow because it’s too warm, so she’s screwing us over with rain. She pisses me off sometimes.

Busy Weekend

We have two games at the same time today.  We have a house that needs to be cleaned from top to bottom.  We have a lawn mower that still won’t start damn it!  We have two more baseball/softball things tomorrow at roughly the same time.  We have a 12 year old’s birthday party tomorrow afternoon.

There is so much to do!!!!

Monday?

Did that weekend even happen?  How is it Monday already?

Saturday saw softball try outs, piano lessons, a trip to the mall, playing with the computer set up in the living room, two kids who are over 10 years old but still discovering a new (very silly) fascination with Disney Junior, the younger of the two kids finished reading the first Hunger Games book and later that night we watched the movie.  Just before the bloodbath (if you know the story, you know what I’m talking about) he came over and sat on the chair with me (his big sister has already read all three books and had already seen the movie) and later he was a little freaked out by the mutts (again, if you know the story you know of what I speak).

On Sunday I was on call.  As mentioned yesterday, I usually don’t get calls during update coverage, but the phone rang three times.  Fortunately only one required me to log in, and that was just to go in and look at something quick.  I didn’t actually have to do anything.  I feel fortunate, although each time the phone rings I die a little inside.  I’m not joking.  I panic, just a little.

Somehow the day blew past without making a blip on my radar.  There were baseball try outs, but dad had to take care of that as Jen was working and I couldn’t be away from a computer for that long.  Honestly, I was crushed by that.  I felt awful.  It was our weekend, and I was unable to be the baseball guy who showed the support for the baseball player.  I really feel terrible about that.

Now it is Monday.  My foot is starting to bother me again, but only a little so far.  I wonder if my sneakers are involved in the problem.  I have two pairs of shoes; sneakers and work shoes.  Because my feet are HUGE and oddly shaped, I have a difficult time finding shoes that fit well.  My work shoes do not fit well.  They are a touch too long, and slightly more than a touch too wide.  I also can’t seem to tie them tight enough to make them snug enough.  On the other hand, my sneakers fit perfectly.  They may be the best fitting shoes I’ve had since puberty.  Why then is it that when the foot pain starts it is always on a Monday morning, after two solid days worth of wearing the shoes that actually fit?  Next weekend I am going to try staying barefoot whenever I’m indoors.  Let’s see if that helps.

Musically I have beds down for three songs.  One is a Prime Meridian song from 1997, another was played by Prime Meridian but originated when Mike and I played with a drummer named Dan back in oh… 1994 or 1995, and the third goes all the way back to 1992 and is probably the one song I’ve monkeyed with the arrangement for more than any other song I’ve ever written.  It’s also the only song I’ve ever written about a Sports Illustrated swim suit calendar.  All three are ready for guitars and vocals, and one will get some sax as well.  Maybe I’ll have something to post to alonetone.com by next weekend.

If only this past weekend hadn’t come and gone in a blink, I might have gotten more done.  Where does the time go?

Weekend To Do List

I’m three hours and 39 minutes away from the weekend. This has been a hard fought week. Being the first full week in a while, thanks to holidays and sick days, it has seemed nearly endless. The end is in sight though.

There are a few things I want to get done this weekend. Here’s my list.

First: Do everything humanly possible to make my beautiful wife Jen feel better. She’s had three doctors look at her in the last eight days and still she doesn’t feel any better. I want so bad for her to get over this. I want my sweetie to be all better.

Second: Stop coughing all the time.

Third: Get a haircut ya hippie!

Forth: Take down the Christmas decorations. It’s time.

Fifth: Get the damn tire fixed.  It was time six months ago.

Sixth: I found out why the cat runs away anytime she gets caught in the cellar.  There is a little rug we have in front of the couch.  We very rarely sit on that couch, so this has been slipping past us for a while… but there are at least three places on the rug where little miss kitty lost her lunch.  That rug has got to go away now, bye bye.

Seventh: Does the cat have a similar hiding place in one of the closets?  I need to empty it and find out.

Eighth: Relax and enjoy a full weekend with the kids.

Hopefully I’ll get at least a couple of these items done this weekend.  We shall see.

Friday

It is Friday.  That is good.  Tomorrow is Saturday.  That is better.

My wife seemed a little better last night, but she said she felt just as lousy.  She’s wondering if the antibiotics are causing an allergic reaction.  I hope not.  She’s working from home today.  The kids are going to an arcade with their father and then coming back to our house.  My worries about the reaction to Santa’s gifts is a little less today than it was a couple of days ago.  They are both using things that didn’t seem to go over all that well when they were opened.  That makes me happy.

We don’t have much planned for the weekend.  We had a get together scheduled with Larry and family and Mike and family, but pneumonia has postponed that for a couple of weeks.  It will be good to see everyone all at once again.  It’s been much too long.

All that’s left is a trip to the Apple store.  The kids and I all got iPads for Christmas (yes, we are all spoiled rotten.  Mostly me!) and the kids want to get cases for theirs.  I thought that maybe if Jen is feeling better by Sunday afternoon we might take a shot at seeing The Hobbit, but that’s probably not the smartest idea on my part.  Mostly we should just stay home and take care of Mom.  I think that is the best plan.  I’ll take care of any errands that need to be run, and the kids can stay in their pajamas, which they both love to do.

It’s the last weekend of 2012.  Let’s hope 2013 gets off to a healthier start for all of us.