Another day in paradise…
… went to the doctor and there is “nothing he can do”. I have to wait for the one oozing bleeding wound to heal on its own.
It kinda sucks, but everything else is healing at an incredible rate so I guess I can be patient with it.
No, I can’t.
This weekend was incredible as Joanna and I got to enjoy Brian Regan on Thursday, and instead this weekend I discovered Stephen Lynch. Better and funnier….
Then Friday we enjoyed Sea Monsters at the Science Spectrum…
So WHAT could top that?
Hmm,
How about Darius Rucker , yes HOOTIE, Dierks Bentley and Brad Paisley. Jo and I got to meet Darius and Dierks, didn’t get to meet Brad, but from what I heard, his tour manager is a tool. But what do you expect? Tour managers jobs are to be the prick to the artists cool.
We were both happy that Darius brought out the Hootie catalogue and Dierks got an encore. Now how many times have you known an opening act to get an encore? Not many that I have heard of. Brad’s concert was a decent show as he kept the energy up the entire time. People were amazed that Allison Krause “came” to the concert. But they were mistaken by his 48 screen projection system that did a decent job though they had issues with the right half of the screen for the opening number.
It was a great night until I started to feel a pain at one of my sites from the surgery, and when I put my hand to feel it… blood. Not good but as I said at the top there is nothing that I could do.
Joanna has a job interview tomorrow and I hope that she gets the job. She certainly needs it to keep the parents off her back.
Work has been busy and I have five interns this semester which means that they are taking care of all the nitpicking little things that has made my life this year after the surgery easier. I am a lucky man.
I’ve avoided the poker rooms the last couple of weeks because I’m secure that my team I picked for my poker blog will come through and win by the end of the year.
Joanna and I have been losing weight because of our diets. I think that having someone support you is great.
Tonight was the greatest night in a long time. Why?
Because I spent close to an hour helping Shelby with her book report. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I had worth as a father. I was there for her and though the report wasn’t finished tonight (due Wednesday) I felt like I had her on the right track.
I’ve been thinking more before I write and there have been many things that I have and will continue to self censor myself. For though I write things and keep them private I do need to express the things that have held me tight and or helped me grow.
I’ve had a fire in my fireplace 4 times this year. Now to most of my friends, you’d be shocked. You see I usually had my fireplace covered by a couch that started when the kids were young. No danger to having a fire now.
The warmth of a fire while reading a book or listening to music is like the warmth you feel while watching the sunrise. Not only does the colors tell a story but the heat does too.
I’ve been trying to get some things in preparation for a project that I have been working on and I feel comfortable about it every time I think about it.
Ireland is coming closer and I am still waiting for my passport, the corrected version, to return to me. Not scared yet, but February 21st, the nerves will start.
For the first time in a long time, my trip will prevent me to going to Orlando for a conference and meeting my friend Reid. I find peace in those moments. I had a moment at a fountain that changed me forever in Orlando, I ran my first 5K in Orlando and I started to do things for me…
But I think the best thing about Orlando is the break that I get even though I am working all the time.
I’m excited and happy about the changes that I have made in my life and I’m happy about 2009 already.
I’ll post pictures when I think about it and I know that I try to put things on here but like my friend Iggy, sometimes things keep me from doing it.
I think I am better now that I don’t snap post like I used to.
I could make comments like Waffles , or post hand histories or stories that I really don’t want to share.
There are more things under the cover, under the prying eyes. I’ve found who true friends are and who were hanger oners. I found happiness with a woman that I love and loves me back. I think the key is not pushing life, but letting life pull me along. I’ve done more things in 2009 than I probably did in 2008. I made mistakes in 2008 and let people drag me down a path that I knew would destroy me and them. I left the path and though the people I thought would be destroyed did not suffer, I have bloomed and grew with leaps and bounds.
I don’t wait for things, I just go get them. I used to plan and plot. Now I pounce. It is an amazing feeling just to live and not worry about things. Having moments before the surgery talking to my parents and saying to them, “I’ll see you on the other side,” I was facing my fears. If I was to die, I would be happy having enriched the lives of those I love and those I care for. If I was to live, I have more people to touch and help.
It seems that perspective is the greatest gain of 2009 so far.
It isn’t everything I want, nor everything I need, but paradise is mine for now.
Sean


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They play Stephen Lynch on the radio down here. He is hi-larryous. Larry, Larry, can you hear me Larry?
I want to run for president Larry. I ran a big company, and the government needs to be ran that way too Larry.