It's 6 am which is not a usual time for me to be awake...I like to sleep in. But 4 straight days with the flu has provided me with ample slumber. So, I blog. Oh my lonely blog...tossed to the curb by the ever present Facebook, which will receive this feed! My title reference comes from a song by The Electric Light Orchestra, or ELO. My mother had more than a normal obsession with them, mainly their leader Jeff Lynne...maybe this is why I have a more than normal obsession with Pete Townshend. My mom is among the dearly departed but with me always; as she is right here, right now. I woke up around 5 with the song Boy Blue in my head...mainly the chorus,"Hey boy blue is back" I think she was telling me that I was indeed back, in many ways.
1. I am back from the dead...the hellish black death called the flu. 2. I am back from being worried about where my family will live. I received some advice from, of all people, a "legitimate" loan shark...if you can imagine such a thing. But if anyone knows who to work with people and money it is him. I have a plan, gonna pitch it, and let it fly. 3. And, I am going back to work. My least favorite of the three...
I am sure there is more. But this is a good start. Back in action. Back in the saddle, Back in black. You get it, I know you do.
Thanks for waking me up this morning mom, I love you.
The corporate world started to weigh me down. I wanted to wallow in it. But on my monitor, staring me in the face is The Memorandum From God, and just underneath that is a picture of my little princess. The lyrics speak for themselves.
Went for a jog last night Ate a healthy dinner...which I cooked of course since I am going to be an Iron Chef Only drank one beer (this was a biggie!) Went to bed early
I am on my way to a new me...or the old one that got run down. I figure I have a little less than half a life left and the last years will be much the same as my first ones...peeing myself, being fed, needing help to walk, little hair, drooling, wearing diapers...BUT I am going to make these last ones last, but I need to last to enjoy them. I am looking forward to:
Maddogging my daughter's boyfriends Watching my son maddog my daughter's boyfriends Lecturing my son about sex and drugs while encouraging rock and roll Proms, plays, first dates, walking my daughter down the aisle Witnessing my son's transformation into a man Making more and more memories Discussing college with my boy More paintball, more camping, more fishing, more Guitar Hero!
There is so much more and I need to be around to see it. Bet on it. Plan on it.
On March 3rd, seven years ago, the beautiful girl in this picture was kind enough to marry me. We have been through so many tough, wonderful, heartbreaking, freaky, loving, um "unmetionable", times together. To spell out the whole story would take an entire blog, and none of you would believe it but here we are at Benihana celebrating our 7th year of marriage. (A guy at the table with us bought our whole dinner for us!)
So here is my song to my Angell. You can listen to a VERY ROUGH mix by clicking HERE!
