A Knight in Progress

Many leagues have I yet to go

 

Welcome, Ian Joseph.  We love you dearly.  And are so very proud of your accomplishments so far:  eating well, gaining weight, sleeping half the night, making eye contact, rolling over!, crying occasionally, calming yourself with fingers, showing interest in zebra, lifting your head up, not favoring your left side, taking your medicine even though you hate it.  You are a gift beyond measure.  Thank you so very much for choosing us!

My face may be different, but my feelings the same.
I laugh and I cry and take pride in my gains.
The Lord gave me life to live and embrace,
and I'll do it as you do, but at my own pace. 

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10,000 Barrier

Good Lord.  10,000 people have read this blog?  Or 1 person 10,000 times?  Not sure which is more disturbing!

~~~    this post is dedicated to a particular someone.  who requested it.  in her own sweet way.    ~~~

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Who Knew

You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh
That's right

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong
I know better
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh no
No no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now
For they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we
Until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kiss
I'll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes
It harder
I wish I could remember
But I keep
Your memory
You visit me in my sleep
My darling
Who knew
My darling
My darling
Who knew
My darling
I miss you
My darling
Who knew
Who knew

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Tears in Heaven

Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven.

Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven.

Rest in peace my baby.  Though I never met you, I love you with all my breaking heart.

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Backwards

I knew it felt funny.  But didn't think to check.  I mean, come on.  I'm 39 years old.  And know how to dress myself!  Yet partway through the day I noticed a tag where there shouldn't be one.  Damn.  Am I that mis-shappen they'd even fit on backwards?!  Yet it must be true.  And feeling around just confirmed it.

There was a flap in the back of my boxers.  Good lord.

Now... which is more pathetic:  The fact that I put my undergarment on backwards?  The fact that it took me half a day to notice?  Or the fact I let them stay that way?

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Fermented Pumpkins

Having a bad day?  Check out this poor guy.  http://www.aolvideoblog.com/2007/03/06/drunk-squirrel/.  I'd feel bad, but the dude's dating half the females in Santa Monica.

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Answer:  "It takes two hands to hold a whopper"

Question:  "What song does my mother take particular joy in telling people I sang, while a young boy, sitting on a toilet?"

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Life is just Strange

Who could have predicted when I set out to Michigan on Monday that, instead of attending a funeral on Tuesday, I'd be bedridden myself.  Yet that did happen.  I drove 6 hours there, and 6 hours back, just to germ up my sister's house rather than my own.  I'm sure she must love me all the more right now!

Though she did get a little closer to her neighbor.  I asked if she had any DVDs I could watch, and she called her neighbor asking for "Adult Movies".  Well, I don't know about you, but her neighbor took that the same way I'd take it!  And started wondering what kind of an evening Christine had planned...

Unfortunately I didn't end up with Adult movies, just the usual kind, and I didn't watch any since I'd seen 3 out of 4, and the 4th sucked.  But it's the thought that counts.  At least for the few minutes I thought about it, but the thought didn't last as long as a DVD would have, so mostly I was just bored out of my mind in bed when I wasn't miserable beyond belief getting sick.

Speaking of which, I have no idea how certain others survive their ongoing illnesses where feeling ill like this is the norm.  Clearly they must all be women, because men would go completely insane.  Haha *snort*  Yes, the men are hating me now, but, face it guys, its OK to bash men in this society, not women, so get used to it.  I clearly have.  (damn traitor)

Wow, I must still be on drugs.  Don't I sound like it?  Woo hoo.  I need more.  Actually, I'm still going off a high from my job appraisal this morning.  I went into it thinking I was going to, yet again, be slapped with a mediocre sub-average rating... and... well... the gods of fate must have smiled because I got the highest rating possible!  Only 1 out of 10 get it, and I was just so in shock when he told me it took me a minute to even figure out what he was talking about.  Wow.  Yeah me!  :) :)

So tell me your strange life stories.

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An Amazing Woman

She died at the age of 96.  And I never knew her as well as I should have.  She made me laugh every time we got together.  You could see where her son got his humor.  Where he got his ability to love and care for the world.  She was an incredible woman.  And I will miss her so much.

In her later days she liked to sit by the river.  Watch the boats go by on the canal.  She knew every type of boat that traveled those waters.  Many by name.  It was sad when she started to forget.  Forget the boats.  Forget her more recent family.  Forget everything that didn't happen 30 years ago.

But what is 30 years to someone 96?  She was born in 1910.  She was 7 when World War I broke out.  She became an adult during the Great Depression.  And saw World War II rip the world asunder again when she was 30.  Her first 30 years were certainly everything.  You wonder how the last 30 could possibly have compared.  Still, that is when I met her.  When she was already well past the prime of her youth.  Yet she glowed like a beacon in this world even then.

Her son married my mother when I was 12.  He became the father I've known best.  The father who taught me to be a man.  And how to say something funny.  He got his sense of humor from her.  And I from him.  And probably my son from me.  Her legacy lives on in so many ways.

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Heroes

    I read the most incredible article the other day.  A teenage boy, suffering from a disability, fell in front of an oncoming subway.  He landed between the rails, and was unable to get up.  Another man, completely unrelated, jumped down after him to help.  Because of the boy's ailment, the man was unable to get him out in time.  But, instead of abandoning him, he pushed himself and the boy flat into a 12 inch floor groove, and saved the boy's life.  The train passed within 2 inches of their heads, but did not touch them.

    The man who did this had 2 children with him at the time.  I can't even imagine what would go through someone's mind in a situation like that.  You don't have time to think.  It comes down to basic character.  And this man's character was such that he was willing to risk his life for another.  It reassures me greatly there are people like that.  It gives me hope there may be others.  The true heroes.  Like the recent network show, there are heroes among us.  They aren't always obvious.  But they do save the world.

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