Times

http://memoryloss.blogspot.com/2008/10/times.html

Yes, they are, but the great thing is that dealing with this has really shown me how much my family means to me. It's not that I didn't know, just that it's not something you sit around thinking about all the time so you may not realize it in the normal day to day routine. Pulling together in a time of need shows how much we love each other.

Late Nights and Early Mornings

http://memoryloss.blogspot.com/2008/10/late-nights-and-early-mornings.html

Now here's a subject I can really relate to. I may not have a whole lot to say about it, though, because I'm so freakin' tired.

I still remember college and my first few years afterwards. Nights out drinking until 2am, bed around 3am, then up at 7 or 8 to get to class or work. No problem, I'll catch up on my sleep some other time. Boy has that changed. Maybe it's age, but I think it's more likely having little kids. Knowing that I have to be up early to every morning because either:

1) they'll come barging in our bedroom sometime between 5:45 and 6 and wake us up
2) they'll head downstairs to try to cook their own pancakes or eggs for breakfast, which just isn't a good idea to do on their own because, well, they're 3
3) no good reason other than I worry they'll somehow get hurt or tear apart the house has me snapping awake at 5:45 pretty much every morning

That leads me to wanting to get to sleep at what I would've once considered ridiculously early hours like before 10pm. If I'm up past 11 I know I have a tough morning to look forward to. Doesn't have to be that way, I know. It's that dread of the future that makes it a self-fulfilling prophecy I suspect, but I just can't seem to help it.

Waist Lines and My Inability to Understand Fashion

Due to my lack of contribution to my blog, probably due to a lack of creativity, I've decided to mirror my wife's blog. Kind of a "she said/he said" theme. Here's the link to her blog:
http://memoryloss.blogspot.com/2008/10/waist-lines-and-my-inability-to.html

I've been doing the 30 Day Shred video with Charlise for a few weeks now. It's a hell of a workout. Funny thing is, I've gained about two pounds on it. Probably due to added muscle, because there's no doubt I'm in better shape. I certainly know nothing about fashion, as anybody who saw me in my favorite outfit of acqua-colored terrycloth Izod and maroon corduroys when I was about 9 or 10 can attest to. Guys are very lucky in this regard, though. There's no expectations. Throw on shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals and you're good to go. If you have to get dressed up for work (I don't cuz I work from home) 90% of the time pants and nice shirt are all it takes. Even I can't screw that up (well, at least not more than 50% of the time).

Columbus Day. Zombies Beware.

Columbus Day is no holiday for me. Much easier to deal with a work day when you expect it to be one. Guess we don't see the need to celebrate a lost explorer bumping into dry land.

Yes, the zombie craze has hit our house like never before, and right in time for Halloween. I think it really started when a friend of mine loaned me World War Z and told me I had to read it. I did, and thought it was incredible, so I told my wife to read it. She did, and even though she's not done we now have three or four other zombie books waiting to be read. There's a new zombie prop in our yard, and the fever's even caught the boys.

25 Things About Me

I like to write, but rarely do.
I like doing new things, but don't like to fail (thereby inhibiting the new things I'll do - weird huh?).
I love to read, probably missing out on lots of fun because I'm too busy trying to read everything in sight.
I also love music (yet spend way too much time listening to sports talk radio). I wish I had a life soundtrack - music to accentuate whatever's going on in my life.
I love sports, but spent tonight doing the 30 Day Shred with Charlise then watching the office instead of watching the NLCS Game 1, so I guess I lose.
I had no idea how much fun having kids could be.
I had no idea how aggravating having kids could be.
I think I used to be creative once, before the corporate world sucked it out of me (that's right, it's not my fault).
I can't sing at all.
My favorite TV show of all time is Scrubs.
I have plenty of feelings, but I prefer not to share them.
I miss drinking a lot (but I'm proud that I don't).
I first got drunk when I was 15.
I don't hate my job, but I do hate spending so much of my time doing something I don't enjoy.
I spend far too much time on analysis and not enough on action.
I think I need to take charge more.
I used to be very laid back. Still am overall, but less so since I had kids (although my last boss is probably more to blame).
I'm a bad friend, because I'm terrible at keeping in contact. Too many other things to do (hey, I already said I'm a bad friend).
I hate the phone, yet spend most of my day on it for work (see point above about job).
I hate small talk, see no point in it.
I'm not very social, but I'm starting to see the need to expand my horizons for the sake of my kids.
The summer I was 12, I snuck out almost every night. I didn't do anything, just walked around the neighborhood trying not to be seen. I can't really explain why - I just liked the feeling I was getting away with something I guess. Made me feel free.
Best family vacation ever - St. Croix
Best vacation ever - Santorini (honeymoon, lots of alcohol, unbelievable views, Santos, I could go on but suspect this is the blog form of making someone watch slides of our vacation, plus some of it's none of your business)
I love my wife more than anything.