My Wife

It’s our 34th anniversary and I thought I would take a few minutes to gush over Pearl. I still consider myself the luckiest man on Earth just because I get to wake up with her everyday.

Through the years we’ve built a life together that I think most people would envy. Side by side we’ve seen great times, rough times. But always the time is filled with love. We actually have only been apart a few days since we … well actually since we started dating. She is the love of my life and I can feel that I am for her.

Together we have built a beautiful family. She is such a good mother and grandmother. When my daughter was born my father actually commented about how good she was. ( My brother told me once that I got the last good woman on Earth). She loves these people and loves to share in their accomplishments especially those of the worlds cutest grandkids. We’re looking forward to seeing the people that those kids grow into. And we’re already proud of the people that our kids have grown into. Our son-in-law and daughter-in-law are spectacular and loved as if they were born to us.

She has seen me through some of the toughest times of my life. She practically kept me from collapsing in grief when my brother and mother passed. More recently, she helped me through a surgery and got me back on my feet. I had a cyst in my neck and every test was coming out good, but my surgeon had a way of sucking all hope out of me every time I talked to her. Pearl would prop me back up and that would remind me of what I was fighting for. After my surgery( everything was fine) Pearl had to take care of me. She was my nurse. I had a drain in my neck and she had to measure and empty little vials of Bryan juice for a few days, prop me up in bed , and help me bathe( kind of enjoyed that part). As if I didn’t love her enough, the way she cared for me that gave me a whole new perspective on how much she loved me.

She is kind to everyone . A friend of ours calls her ” A Pearl Of Great Price”. There’s no price to be paid. Pearl had good parents and they raised her to be accepting of everyone. Sometimes people misunderstand that and take advantage of her kind heart but she still puts it out there to be shared . It’s a quality that I wish I had, but with me once you hurt me it’s very difficult for me to let you back in. Something I need to work on.

I could go on forever for the love of my life but I have to stop somewhere. Let me just say this , like most people we fell into a life rut for a while but we’re climbing out of that. We’re being more adventurous . Getting out hiking , kayaking and biking. It’s been a lot of fun.

Pearl has been the most important person in my life for more than 34 years I can’t even imagine where I’d be without her. But I do know this, we are inseparable. We are one flesh and nothing will ever change my love for her. I love you Pearl, to the moon and back.

Keep Me Accountable

Well now that you’re all here, this is the reason I’m doing this again. I’m trying to lose some weight and I want your help. I’m planning on using this as an online weight loss diary. So here goes.

My starting weight is 232lbs. Geez I’m fat slow and tired. Us Younger men are generally pretty much barrel bodied, you know kind of round around the middle. I’m going to keep my goals small, that way I hopefully have some sense of accomplishment when I achieve them. My first goal is 220. My whole adult life I’ve bounced between 220 and 230. To me my weight is really just a number, I actually try to keep some muscle on me, nobody looks at a skinny, gaunt runner and says ” Wow he looks great without any shoulders, and those skinny arms, WOW!”. Those online weight calculators say I should be around 190. I’ve never been below 200 since high school. The lightest I’ve been is 203 and I was pretty thin then but it wasn’t maintainable for me.

My job does a pretty good job of keeping my arms muscular but they need definition. So back to the weight bench I go. In  an attempt to slim down I’m also going to be using my treadmill, also known as the hamster wheel. I’ve posted this before but it bears reposting. It’s pretty much what I look like on it.

What I need out of you is to keep me going make sure that I am doing what I say I’m going to do. Please leave comments of encouragement, inspiration, or motivation ( even if it’s tough love). I tend to lose interest and I start making excuses why I can’t work out. I’m tired, I’m sore , I’m too busy, I don’t want to mess up my hair. The same excuses that I’m sure some of you have used. I’ll keep you posted.

P.S I did my first workout yesterday and it went pretty well except for the making my self a little sick. Guess I over did it a bit. I’m really sore this morning. Ouch! Today is leg day , I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

Finally a good song

You just can’t do much better than Nat!

You Better Watch Out

You better watch out, he’s gonna make you cry ,Bruce is singing Santa Claus Is Coming to town. Have I ever told you I HATE Springsteen!

Ally Lou Who

We were watching the Grinch and I noticed some thing. Ally looks like Cindy Lou Who.

  OK, maybe it’s just me. But she’s still really cute though.

Let’s Eat A Big Bird

Pearl found this for me and says it looks like something I would post. Does she know me or what? Well it’s Thanksgiving our plans for the day are this. Get up watch the parades, EAT. Get dressed go to my mother’s, see my family, watch football, EAT. Come home for a few minutes, put on pants with an elastic wasteband, pick up a cheese cake, go to my brother-in-law’s house, see Pearl’s family, MORE EATING. Come home again, take Pepto, let the overdose of tryptophan from all the turkey put me into a coma. All in all a good day. Happy Thanksgiving!!

I’ve Gone Global

The other day I was looking at the stats for my blog and I noticed that I had several comments in my spam blocker. They all turned out to be the usual stuff for on line gambling, prescriptions for Viagra and Cialis( What’s up with that?) except for one. It came from Amsterdam and appeared to be a real comment. I guess when they say World Wide Web they really mean it. Unfortunately the spam blocker deleted the comment before I could retrieve it. Basically here is the overview of the comment, he liked the way my blog looked but thought the point got lost in the translation. I guess my sense of humor doesn’t translate into dutch (Maybe? I think that’s what they speak.) Or maybe I’m just not that funny. NAAAAA!!!! That’s not it, I crack myself up all the time( I’m a legend in my own mind). Well I guess you can’t please everyone but thanks for commenting MR. Amsterdamian ( Or is it Amsterdamite) keep reading and commenting I promise next time to catch it before it gets deleted. I do have to thank him also for helping to break my bloggers block , my brain has been pretty empty lately( actually that’s not that uncommon of an occurrence). The pressure of keeping thousands …errrr hundreds…..OK tens of people giggling at me was just to much. Not really there was just nothing funny going on right now. But look  out I have ideas now.

P.S. The point of my blog is this. It has no point.  It’s just random stuff that I scrape out of my skull. Sometimes it’s funny, sometimes it’s not. 

The Best New Product Name … Ever!

This is a real product. I saw an ad on ESPN for it. It is some sort of talcum powder. I guess its for people who get a lot of pimples you know where from sitting on your you know what to much.  I hope I never get a baboon butt and have to use this… again. I mean ever!!

My Hero !!!

Well they’re dead. No more swarm. They had their chance to leave but in the end it came down to me or the bees. I think Pearl made the right decision. You know killing the bees and not me. So my brave wife saved me from the bees while I hid at work. If I was at home I would have been cowering in the house with my skirt tucked between my legs. I feel like such a sissy!!! My wife on the other hand was out there sticking her nose into the swarm to get pictures. When the bee keeper came out to get the bees he wore an entire beekeepers suit.

  WHAT A SISSY!! Pearl went out there just in her regular clothes armed only with a can of foaming insecticide. She is now Pearl The Warrior Princess, Slayer of Bees. I am her bumbling sidekick hiding behind her. I’ll have to make her a deal. She kills the bees and I won’t make her go into the crawlspace where the spiders are.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

 The other day we had a swarm of bees is our back yard.Pearl already wrote about this on her blog but I felt I needed to write my point of view. here it is….EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!  A few bees I can deal with but come on!! That swarm is about the size of a small watermelon! Pearl wrote about how interesting the bees were and how she was happy to save them(http://pearlyounger.wordpress.com/2008/06/10/swarm-of-bees/). I just want them to DIE! I know they’re important to the ecosystem but do they have to base themselves in my yard?The bee keeper told Pearl he was stung 5 times the day before, I say he needs a new hobby. He also told Pearl that the remainder of the bees would leave but we still have a clump about the size of a softball hanging in our tree. I want to spray them but if I get stung I might swell up like the Michelin Man. Maybe if I set the tree on fire ???????? I guess I’ll have to let my brave wife save me from the swarm.