Hold for Weddingapocalypse

I just finished the opening chapter of “Weddingapocalypse – why you should elope”. Here is a couple of paragraphs. Enjoy : I could tell you this story is all true, but you would never believe me. I could tell you about one friend who drove from Texas to Connecticut to …

The VIP

In the days of old, VIP meant VERY IMPORTANT PERSON, something that would put images of movie stars, politicians and rich people with influence could have.

You are a VIP, I am a VIP. We are all VIP’s. All that matters is the perspective that we see it in.

When a person asks for your help, they are asking for you to treat them like a VIP.

The 2014 Election meant nothing…

Republican control of the Senate with less than 60 senators means nothing at all to the long term political status for either party.

If the GOP sends bills that the President feels is not in the best interest of his party and the country, Obama will veto. Without 60 GOP senators filibuster dooms any activity the majority wants, just ask Ron Paul and Ted Cruz for their crib notes.

Why I love her…

I try my best not to get involved with drama, because I dislike drama. I want everyone to be cooperative, friendly and encouraging to others. Not that many people do that in this world.

She supports my vision.

This is why I love her.

Joanna lives in a town far away from her parents because I have a career here. She has sacrificed so I might flourish. She encourages me to be better every day and is the first one to tell me when I have failed & hug me afterwards.

This is why I love her.

Heart

Isn’t that what we need in our world? Someone who has a positive attitude, somebody who wants to leave it all on the floor? We can shake our fist at school cliques, but they are what life is all about.

Life is about the haves and the have-nots, the people with a gold, silver and bronze spoon in their mouths and those of us who bust our ass doing work that nobody wants to do, but does somebody has to do it.

Top 10 things that are more overrated than Bacon

We here the chants come during march Madness. The chants as “lesser” teams beat teams they shouldn’t.

You can hear it in your head can’t you.

“OVER – RATED (Clap Clap, CLAP CLAP CLAP) Over – RATED”

But I had a friend who said to me today that “Bacon was overrated.”

What? Really? In my mind I told him that I could tell him 5 things off the top of my head that were more overrated than Bacon. So he challenged me to name 10.

Fine. You asked for it.

Forgotten…

As a kid, I was terrible in sports, I wouldn’t shut up and I did not have anything that I could call a significant sports success. I could tell you about leading the pony league of baseball in walks, strikeouts and being hit by pitch but that delays my point.

I don’t remember any of the strikeouts today. None of them. I don’t remember the disappointments of my father, if he had any, that I wasn’t going to be a superstar. Because that wasn’t important to me or to my family.

What was important was making an effort.