Day after Thanksgiving

Well this year's holiday was "different". Both Ann and Anthony work as cashiers at Walmart (different stores) and both had to work on Thanksgiving. Thankfully for them, each store had a Thanksgiving dinner for each of them, so they were able to enjoy it. As for me, I didn't want anything made at the house knowing their schedules, so I went without. My dinner consisted of leftover Shogun, and then McDonalds late night. Ann brought up a good point though. We can have our Thanksgiving dinner on Christmas Day, as they are both off from work. Good idea! Right now, Anthony and I are sitting watching the Arkansas Razorbacks play the Missouri Tigers (football folks!). The New York Islanders vs Washington Capitals (hockey folks!) just started, so I'll start flipping channels back and forth. Won't be able to type once I start that, so TTFN!

Miss me much??

That's OK, I didn't either. There has been nothing going on. Work is busy, keeps me out of trouble. Been playing poker more often than I had in awhile. Not sure if it is a good or bad thing. Played twice on Friday, in the morning was horrible (but I had fun) and the evening was better. Played again this morning, did NOT have a good time. Maybe I need to find a new place to play? I refuse to play at the Elk's Lodge anymore, and I don't think I'd be welcome back anyway. Have seen a few people from there, they act like they don't know me or I have a contagious disease or something. That's fine. As I've stated in prior posts, I do not have friends. I have acquaintances. Hell, sometimes it feels the same way in my own house, but that's another story for another day.

I know, I guess I've been hiding...

Nothing going on. Did find out a couple of things... (1) I have no "friends" at work. I have acquaintances, I have co-workers, but I do not have any friends. That's fine. (2) I am "intimidating". Yeah, go figure that out! 5'2" no muscle tone, and not even that smart, but I intimidate people. Great! Well, that's about it. TTFN~!

My son...

To say I am proud of him would be an understatement. I may have mentioned in a past post about the issues he had last year, where he wound up dropping out of high school, then went for his G.E.D. but did not pass all of the courses. About 4 months ago, he started working at Walmart as an overnight cashier. At first, he didn't like it much. He was doing returns, working with the product on the shelves, and frankly he was mad. He said "I didn't sign up to do all that, I signed up to be a cashier!" He was sincerely thinking of quitting. After speaking with him, and determining that he can listen to music on his phone (as long as he only has 1 ear plugged in) and make it fun, he was fine with it and actually really enjoys his job. He gets 2 nights off, which he uses to catch up on sleep HAHA! Plus, now he has a girlfriend who works. They enjoy going out, and even go "dutch" as she knows as well as he does that neither make the best money so they work it out. It's great. Well, about 1 1/2 weeks ago, my wife gets home from work, and Anthony tells her "Mom, I am going back to school. I want to finish what I started, and don't want to be the only one in my group of friends who didn't graduate." Wow! He called the high school, asked them what he needed to do, and got the call back last night. Today, he went in, filled out his paperwork, and starts tomorrow. He only has 1 semester, as he cannot attend high school once he turns 21. But what he has to get done he can do in the 4 months, and he's dead set on doing it. Plus he spoke with work and they are changing his hours so he can do both and not worry. I have been walking on air knowing he has his head and heart aimed in the right direction and is going to do what it takes to complete his education. I am very VERY proud of him!

What a week it's been...

This week I'm happy to say I was busy. The past couple of weeks have been slower than usual, and that is something I'm not used to. I am used to being busy, working 10 or more hours, working weekends, etc. So it was nice to know this week I would have much to do. Unfortunately, the week brought some bad news. The CSA's have been told that their positions are being relocated to the corporate office in Shelton CT. Nine of my co-workers are affected. Of course, they are all offered their position there, but there is belief that most of them will not be transferring. Hopefully there will be some openings in our office in which they could apply successfully for and stay in Arkansas with Unilever. Otherwise they are being offered a severance package should they stay until the "last official day". Just as a note of reference, I do give a damn about 2 of them, and hoping things work out for them both. One of them will hopefully receive an offer for a recent interview they did. As for the other, well time will tell. They have 5 months. I'm on vacation again next week. Can't wait. Heading up to Kansas City for a night. Main reason is to have dinner (OK dessert!) at The Cheesecake Factory. I ate there about 5 or 6 years ago, and loved it! Looking forward to another meal there. Also hoping to go to the Power and Light (or is it Light and Power?) District. Other than that, everything around here is par for the course. TTFN~!

What a walk...

First off, let me say this... I'm on VACATION!! I am off today through Friday, then in 4 weeks, I have off Wednesday through Friday. Then 4 weeks after that, I have off Wednesday through Friday. Can you believe it? Me actually taking vacations (yes, plural)? Anthony worked last night so when he got home this morning he went right to bed. Ann did not have to be at work until 3, so we decided to go to the trail for a walk. We walked for over 90 minutes. Bad idea! Next time, we walk 60 minutes. 30 minutes one way, then turn around! We got home, showered (it was 88 outside this morning when we walked), then I went to sleep. Haha! I am SO out of shape. Tomorrow, Anthony and I are going to Branson. On my next vacation in August, Ann and I are going to do an overnight trip to Branson. Looking forward to it, as there is so much to do out there. And she's OK with the water park (she won't go on the crazy drop slides), so we may or may not hit there when we go.

Quiet Saturday night...

Happy July 5th. I hope everyone enjoyed the Independence Day 2014 holiday. Ann and I tried to enjoy it, but she was working in the afternoon. When she got home, I barbecued some burgers and we ate dinner. Afterwards we decided to take the ride to Memorial Park to watch the Bentonville fireworks show. Unfortunately we got there late and there wasn't a place to park within a mile of the venue. So we decided to come home and watch the Centerton fireworks show. Unfortunately for me by the time we got home I was sick and running a low grade fever. So she went out to watch the fireworks. Anthony would have joined her but he had to work. Today, Ann worked all day and she was exhausted so she went to bed early. I took advantage of the day and took a nap so I'm awake later than I would normally be. Being it's such a beautiful night out, I decided to sit on my front porch. Sometimes this is not the best idea, because I start thinking. Remembering. Tonight was about one of my best friends from high school. I won't use his name, let's just call him "Starr". We had known each other since elementary school, there was a group of us. We all lived really close to one another so we'd hang out every day after school, during the summer we'd all pool hop together, play ball and the like. As we got older, others disappeared (service, college). We were the last men standing. We went to our first concert together at Westbury Music Fair. Kenny Rogers. What a blast we had. We were 17 and thought we were such big shots. Maybe we were. Two 17 year olds knowing (and feeling) every word to "Twenty Years Ago". Haha! We were there for each other. He was there for me when my grandma and dad died. Then, one day, he decided to "follow his dream" as he put it. In reality, he supposedly got a girl pregnant and wanted to run and hide. He left without a goodbye and I never heard from him since. A couple of years ago, we reconnected on Facebook, but I could feel we grew apart. There was no repairing the damage of the past. Well, to you Mr. Starr, as I sit here tonight thinking about our friendship, I say to you... FUCK YOU! You left me! We were all we had left and you ran out like a little bitch! I am happy that you found your own happiness and success. But I hate you for not even having the balls to say goodbye. Not a phone call, a postcard. Nothing! My mom died, I needed you, you weren't there. I didn't even know where to find you to tell you! Thank you for the great memories we have, and fuck you for the bad ones.