Had Lunch With Jeff Burton....

Well, not actually with him but in the same restaurant. Susan's company was having a promo thing at Outback and it was an "invitation only" affair. He was the guest of honor. They had all you could eat steak, ribs and chicken, plus Caesar salad and a blooming onion. No booze though....damn. I went for the free meat only since I could care less about Nascar. Could have had a chance to meet him and get an autograph but didn't do it.

Susan got mad at me this morning when I informed her that I had filled out and planned on mailing an application to be on the ABC show "Wife Swap". I think we would have a good chance of being candidates due to the circumstances of our marriage. She doesn't think it would be a good idea. The premise of the show, in a nut shell, is two women swap places for two weeks. They move into the other's home and interact with the other husband and kids. During the first week the swapped wife has to live by the rules of the wife she is replacing, doing everything the absent wife has to do around the house. Then the second week she gets to change the rules to how she would want it to be. The two families are different in many ways. Last night one was a millionaire Manhattan family and the other was middle class New Jersey. The Jersey wife had her own wood cutting business that the rich woman had to take over for the first week. I told Susan she might get lucky and get to live with some mega rich family. She said she would most likely get stuck on some pig farm in South Georgia. I was sure to add that the wife who moved in here would have it made during the first week seeing as Susan doesn't do much around here except sleep! She didn't think that was funny. I was joking anyway.....right?

In my slightly drunken state last night, after having filled out the application, I went ahead and put it in the mailbox. After our exchange this morning I took it out before the mail lady came. I am undecided about sending it. What do ya'll think? I know the chances of getting picked are slim to none, but still it's kind of exciting to think about. Heck, Chuck could be a TV star!! I wonder if it's true that the camera adds 15 pounds....

The ex, F.A., is M.I.A. Haven't heard from her since Tuesday. It is unusual if she doesn't call at least twice a day. Usually it is more like 4 or 5 times. I called her yesterday twice and left two messages on her cell phone. She didn't return either and hasn't called today. I know I should be concerned since she has attempted suicide twice in the past six months, but I just can't get up the desire to try and call her again. I know she has to be out of her house by today. With no where to move she will have to go live in a women's shelter. Most likely she is tied up with moving, but still, it's weird to not hear from her at least once. Maybe she is laid up with some guy and is falling in love at this very moment. That would be great. It would be nice to have her out of my hair and off my payroll (alimony). She needs to become some other man's problem.

Everyone going to be watching the debates tonight? We sure will! I am looking forward to all three of them. I think they will be very revealing and should help continue to increase the spread between the two. Also, what is the deal with Jimmy Carter? As one of the worst Presidents of the twentieth century, do people really care what the old man has to say? Jimmy it is time to just chill out in Plains, go back to teaching Sunday School or go hang out some more with your buddy down in Cuba.

Well that's it for now. Got to go pick up my daughter from the carnival at her school. The school managed to wrestle another $15 out of me for this little affair. Hope she is having fun.

Later ya'll......

It's Been A Busy Week....Up until now....

I have worked more in the past three days than I have in the past two weeks! Yes, I know that's sad, but I have got a lot of good stuff done so far this week.

The Food Show turned out okay. Those of you who commented on my last post about how nice working those shows sounds, should realize that it isn't all food, food, food. It mostly involves standing for 8 to 10 hours waiting for a customer to come to your booth. When you have a booth at a food show, and your products aren't food, your not one of the more popular booths in the place! But....without my product (to-go type containers) there wouldn't be the ever popular carry out or doggie bags, now would there? So I try to encourage more visitors by having tons of candy, but that usually only attracts the children of the customers! Anyway, it was a good show, I ate way too much, but made a few good contacts. Yesterday I got my wife and her friend Susie G. into the show. They walked around the place and ate like pigs! Last night my boss and I went out for drinks and steaks. Today we made a few customer calls and I took him to the airport by 2.

I had been hearing about this Gmail thing now for a month or so and the other day The Good Wife had a post where she was wondering what was so special about it. I too had been wondering, and thanks to R.D. Turpin and his invitation I now have a Gmail address (chuck116@gmail.com). I read some of RD's blog and it seems he and I are sort of neighbors, he is in Atlanta. I only hope he doesn't regret wasting an invite on me once my UT VOLS come to Athens and kick some UGA butt! Thanks RD!

I feel so out of things "blog wise". I haven't had the chance to read all the many blogs I read daily since I have been out of the office for the past three days. Tomorrow, once I catch up on administrative work, I will have to put on my "blog whore" hat and go back and read all your posts that I have missed this week! I won't get the chance to catch up tonight....I have to watch Wife Swap. Have you all seen this new show? It's better than the one on Fox, I think. Then tomorrow night I will be watching the debates. Looking forward to seeing how many more points Dubbya can gain in the polls. It should be very interesting to watch.

Okay, that's all for now....have to make something for these kids to eat. Later ya'll.....

Long Ass Day...

Haven't been home too long tonight, maybe about 30 minutes tops. Had a chance to check out my comments and respond to them and notice that I have had 335 hits on my site since Friday. I really appreciate all of you who check me out daily. I just hope I can write something that will make you want to keep coming back. Unfortunately tonight won't be one of those posts.

I left the house this morning at 6am and took the boy to preschool. After I settled him in to school I headed downtown to the Birmingham Jefferson Civic Center (BJCC) for a food show for one of my major customers. I had set up a booth, nicely decorated with my products featured as well as some candy (people love free candy). Susan helped me make everything look as good as it could look since I am a man and I (obviously) don't know how to decorate. I spent the whole day standing there, greeting customers, taking orders, and eating as much free food as I could eat.

If you have never been to a food show, you don't know what you're missing. Imagine walking into an arena type setting and laid out before you there are over 300 booths with everything from chicken strips, chicken wings, grilled chicken, cheese sticks, pasta (every kind you could imagine), seafood; lobster, catfish, scallops, shrimp (fired, grilled, etc.), oysters, prime rib, steak, fillet, hamburgers, ham, bacon, sausage, turkey, chicken, every type of potato ( chips, fires, waffles, seasoned/plain, baked and mashed). Then there is the soups...all types. Next you come to the breads....every kind you could imagine, from bisquits to seasoned bread sticks. You walk a little further and you get to the fruits and vegetables....I am sure you can imagine all that is availble in this area, there is even dips you can try for your fruits or veggies. After this you find the dessert section. OMG, there is everything under the sun. I won't even try to elaborate here...just imagine the cakes and pies and ice creams....But, don't forget the coffee and tea and water booths....you won't have to worry about being thirsty.

This is what I have been dealing with all day today, as well as tomorrow. Needless to say I am not hungry in the least. Having one of the few booths without food, you can imagine that I am not as popular as most of the others...It makes for a Looooong Day!!

After I left the show this afternoon I took T.J. (he flew in to help me) back to the airport and headed down to the Irish Deli to meet Susan and Susie G. for a couple drinks. We had a good time, then I followed Susan back towards home, but I stopped off to wash my car. My boss is coming in tomorrow to help me for the second day of the show so I wanted my company car to look as clean as possible. When I got home I parked it in the garage and vacuumed it out real well and sprayed some Frabreeze to get rid of any nasty smells.

Now it is 10pm and I am ready for bed. It will probably be Wednesday night before I can post again, so feel free to comment. I will find the time to read them and respond.

Later ya'll....

forgive the mispellings....spellcheck isn't working tonight and I am too tired to try and check back over everything!

Dang, I Almost Forgot....

GO VOLS!! How about a nice little win last night! 3 and 0....Unfortunately the game wasn't televised, it was against Louisiana Tech after all, but my sister was watching it on pay-per-view in Knoxville. She called ever so often to fill me in while we were out to dinner.

The VOLS might have started out a bit slow, but a 42-17 win is nice, even if it isn't a conference game. This is their second win this season with the same score (1st game against UNLV). Next Saturday will be the second big conference game for the VOLS....after beating Florida last week, Auburn will be the next to fall.

Happy Birthday Susan!

Today my beautiful wife turns 34.

All last week I have been planning on a surprise birthday gathering at The Tavern On The Summit. I called her best friend Susie G., her previous boss Steve, her sister who lives in Georgia, and a good buddy of hers from back home in Tennessee. Susie G. had also contacted a couple other of Susan's friends from work for me. Well unfortunately all but Susie G. were unable to show up...but she was still surprised and we had a nice time. It was fun, the three of us, drinking and eating way too much. My lovely wife was very pleased, telling me that she wasn't upset that no one else had showed since her two favorite people were there! We left the restaurant, thanked Susie G, told her goodbye and went to Wal*Mart to buy supplies for her BD dinner for later today.

When we got home she told me that she wanted to reward me for being such a thoughtful husband. I got to lay back in the bed while she spent sometime giving an oral thank you...(damn woman, watch the teeth!). After a few minutes I had her turn around and I entered her from behind. We weren't three minutes into it and she was coming. I let her finish her orgasm then pulled out and laid back down. I just wasn't too into it anymore. Maybe I had had one too many Black & Tans at the Tavern. I don't know, I just didn't feel like finishing the deed. I did get to get off during a "quickie" that morning so it wasn't like I had gone the day without getting to B.D.N.

For her birthday dinner later today Susan is wanting turkey, dressing, gravy, mashed potatoes, greenbean casserole and deviled eggs. Sounds like Thanksgiving, huh? Well my Mom had called earlier in the week and told us how she had made a turkey breast for dinner one night and we got to thinking how good that sounded, so.....that's what we're having for dinner tonight. I am actually looking forward to it. I had bought a 6 lb. Butterball breast earlier in the week and it is thawing nicely in the fridge as I type this. Buddy Jim has given me his recipe for dressing, so I will be sure to let you all know how it all turns out. Oh, I almost forgot....Susan made a flowerless chocolate cake for desert. Damn it's good. If you haven't had one before you need to try it. I would be happy to send the recipe link if you'd like it, just don't feel like looking it up now. Just let me know...

I will try to post something later today, but that will probably be it till late Wednesday or Thursday. I have a food show to attend on Monday and Tuesday and will be working with my boss on Wednesday, so my personal computer time will be at a minimum.

Happy Birthday Baby, I love you!!

The orange tonight is in honor of my wife, a Tennessee grad...

A Few New Additions To My Blog....

I am not sure if you have noticed or not but yesterday, about 22 hours ago, I added a counter to my site. As of right now I have had 113 visits to my boring little corner of cyber space. If you deduct the 7 times I checked out my site today that still leaves 106 visits in less than 24 hours. Wow, I am feeling good. I had no idea there were that many people checking on, or reading, my site.

I also went ahead and added the "referring pages" info and the "number of readers on-line" info. As I type this there are four people reading....I know I am one of them, but still....wow!

So, here is the deal...I want to invite all of you to spiff up your blog with these features. Many of you may have already done so, but for those who haven't, scroll down to the very bottom of this page. You will see a large banner for Bravenet. Click on that and sign up (it's free) then you can add all these exciting features, and more, to your own site. If you are a blogger novice like me, I would be happy to help you out. Just let me know....

Hope everyone has a nice weekend!

A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far, Far Away....

There hasn't been much going on with me lately, but I thought I might as well post something anyway.

The past two days have pretty much been made up of working and watching Star Wars DVD's. Last night Susan and I were without the kids, and we ordered pizza and watched the Dr. Phil Prime Time Special.

In the past couple days I have noticed that several blogs I read have mentioned the new Star Wars DVD release and these bloggers have talked about what an influence SW has been in their lives. I thought I would do the same here....hey, I know, most of you could care less about SW...but like I said, there hasn't been much else going on lately.


I didn't see the movie when it first came out. I think it was probably late summer/early fall before I first saw it. My parents and I were living in an Eastern North Carolina town in late 1977. This town, Elizabeth City, only had one theater. It was a two screen place near the mall. I have a vague memory of my Mother telling me I was going to go see a movie on Saturday. "It's a space movie with monsters in it." I think she said. She dropped me off at the theater, you could do that with kids in those days and in that town, and a nine year old Chuck settled in for the show. I didn't really know what I was to expect, but I remember vividly the 20th Century Fox logo, the drums and trumpets, then the "A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far Far Away...." message on the screen. (Pause) Then the music and the name, "STAR WARS" popped up on the screen. I sat there spell bound during the whole thing. I don't really remember any particular thought I had other than knowing that this was unlike anything thing else I had experienced in my young life.

Over the next few weeks I would be dropped off at the theater, pay for the first showing and sit though it two or three times. I am sure my parents enjoyed this time alone on Saturdays, and now, looking back, I wonder why it took them four more years before my sister was conceived!

Another SW memory was the first time I got some of the action figures. It must have been soon after I had first seen it. We went to "Roses" a department store in the little mall we had in the town. I was only allowed to buy two of them, so I picked R2D2 and C3PO. A week or so later I had enough money saved and I bought Han Solo and Princess Leia. I remember getting in the car, showing my dad what I had bought, and him saying..."Why did you buy a doll? Didn't they have any other "boy" action figures?" I assured him that the Leia action figure wasn't like a Barbie, and it would be needed to complete the set. Over the next few years I collected them all, plus the ships and other play sets. With the release of the other movies I got more and more of the toys. I still have them now. I have been saving them for my kids.

Another SW memory....My Dad taking me to see The Empire Strikes Back. About half way through the movie he turns to me and tells me he is going out to the lobby to have a cigarette. He assures me that he would watch through the window in the door so he wouldn't miss anything, (like he really cared!). He gets up, takes three steps up the aisle and falls flat on his face. His leg had gone to sleep while sitting there and it didn't want to do what his brain was telling it. OMG, how embarrassing....he got up, told me he was okay, and I slumped down in my seat hoping no one would connect the two of us together!

My cousins (Jimmy's 2 older sisters) and I would have some good SW times when our families would get together. Anna, the oldest of the two, had all the large size action figures. You know, the 12" ones. I was always Han and Luke and she was Leia. We used the Barbie RV as the Millennium Falcon and we had some great adventures. Since Anna was Leia, we had to create a character for her younger sister, Kristen, to be. We took a Barbie doll, with overly frizzy hair, and named her Barbie Hairball....another female Rebel hero from some planet where having neat hair isn't mandatory!

I have always been more attracted to the fantasy element of SW, than the science fiction. I consider Lucas on par with two other of my favorite writers, Tolkien and Robert Jordan. If you like fantasy and you have never read Jordan, you need to do it.

These are just a few of my Star Wars memories. I won't bore you with anymore. Mr. Lucas' fantasy series has played a major role in my life. I look forward to getting my boy into it too.

P.S. Please don't be thinking I am some greasy haired SciFi geek, I am not. Just a guy here, like millions of others, who loves Star Wars.

Star Wars Episodes IV - VI Released On DVD Today!

Yeah, I guess I never told ya'll I am a Star Wars geek....

Worked hard this morning till around 10:30, then showered and got ready since I had a dentist appointment at 11:00. All checked out well, then I went and picked up Buddy Jim at his house. Haven't seen him in a few weeks. He wanted to take me to one of the older restaurants in Birmingham so I could experience some good downhome cooking. We went to Lloyds Restaurant, in business since 1937, and had a feast. With his suggestion we ordered something not on the menu. It's called the "Sheriff Special" and was a huge plate filled with hamburger steak covered in onions and gravy, sliced BBQ, french fries, and onion rings. There was also salad (nothing fancy, just lettuce and three kinds of dressing) and bread. Came home and worked hard again till now. The lunch was very good and five hours later I am still full!!

After lunch we went over to Wal*Mart and I bought the new SW DVDs. I won't bore you with tales of how much Star Wars has meant to me in my life, but let me just say this....At the risk of sounding a bit geeky, I consider myself to be a SW expert. Go ahead and ask me any questions....I bet I will know the answers.


Now, back to the weekend. Even now I am a little sore in my legs, arms and back. I know what you're thinking, but it is not from wild freaky sex. It is from working my ass off in the yard. Although there was some wild and freaky sex, what would a weekend be without that? But I won't bore you with those details.

Anyway, Susan got it in her mind that we needed to get rid of the shrubs along the side of the house leading up to the front door. She dug up one of them on Friday afternoon while I was busy in the back yard, with a chain saw, getting rid of one of our Cyprus trees that had a bit of a fight with Ivan. On Saturday we took a trip to Lowes and bought three Encore Azaleas bushes. They are unique because they bloom five times a year. We spent the rest of the day digging up the old shrubs and planting the new ones. After they were planted I added some top soil and mulch. It all looks good, but damn...all that shovelling has left me a little worse for wear. It sucks getting older. I will be 36 in late November and I feel like I am 60!

Who Wants To Host A Kid's Birthday Party?

Not me, nope, never again. I resolve from this day forward to have the boy's birthday party at a place where someone else does all the work. I don't care how much it may cost, I will never open my home to a shit load of 4-6 year old kids, and their parents, again. It was ever so stressfull for Susan and I.

First I have to give you a little back ground story. As you may have read, we live on a cul-de-sac, or the Sac, as I like to call it. On the Sac there are exactly eight boys all under the age of six. Two of these boys are bothers and their parents, D & L, and I haven't gotten along for about a year and a half now. It all started with the ex wife and a comment she made to the wife, L, right before she moved out of the house. Knowing that I was going to continue living here with the kids she resolved to ruin my rep with the Sac neighbors by going to the biggest mouth on the Sac and spreading a viscous lie about me. She told the neighbor lady, L, that I had always wanted to have a foursome with she and her husband and me and the ex. By foursome I am not referring to golf, okay? Well L told her husband D and D came over to have a few "words" with me. He acknowledged that they figured my ex, FA, was crazy and doubted what she had said was true, but he felt like my family and his shouldn't talk until this all blew over. I told him I understood, and confirmed that what she had said was crazy and a lie, and agreed to let it blow over. Well fast forward a year and a half later.....we still hadn't talked. Not only had we not spoken, but we never even waved to each other as we drove in and out of the Sac. Well during all this time I learned, from the more normal neighbors of the Sac, that both D and L and their kids were a little off and couldn't be trusted. Seems the oldest kid (6 years old) had threatened and or hurt some of the other kids on the street and it seems that D had gotten into it with Chris, two door to my right, and threatened to "kick his ass" just because Chris had accidentally trimmed the grass along the sidewalk on D's property. This was just one occasion of many for the other neighbors in their relations with D&L over the years. Since yesterday I have heard quite a few tales about the crazy shit that D&L have done 'round the Sac.

Well, so you can imagine my surprise when a week ago their oldest kid comes to the door one afternoon and informs me that my son, L, had invited him to the birthday party. Damn, L...can't you keep your mouth shut!! LOL So of course, when the invitations were made out and delivered, by my daughter, I had to include D&L's two brat kids. So, yesterday they all show up, the whole family. They proceed to come into my house, plop down on my couch and let their kids run wild around upstairs. It was so weird having these two sitting in my house. I had not been within 30 yards of them in well over a year and to be honest I couldn't even remember what they looked like close up. It got me instantly stressed, because I never figured the whole family would show up. I just thought they would send the brat 6 year old across the street and the rest would stay home. Well, soon after the rest of the parents and kids showed up. Within minutes I had a house full of screaming little boys, and their parents. D&L's brat kids were going around pushing or hitting the other kids and they did nothing to stop it. Their youngest kid dropped his cake three (3) times (3 different pieces) and the wife, L, kept asking me to give him another piece. Damn woman, make him eat the dropped cake...haven't you ever heard of the 3 second rule? I was literally sweating through my shirt from all the stress....serving hotdogs, chips, dip, cake and ice cream....then sitting through the present opening episode was just too much. Hell I didn't even get to take any decent pictures thanks to all the work I had to do. My son will never have another 4th birthday and, even though I was there, I missed most of it due to the stress.

The party began at 4:05 pm yesterday and was over at 4:55 pm. I rushed the hell out of this event. That fifty minutes included play time, hotdog eating, the cake/candles/BD song, and the present opening. I was ready for it to be over. I wanted a cigarette and a drink right away! Luckily my son didn't notice the stress the old man was under and had the time of his life. He got some awesome presents, had a great time and can proudly proclaim now that he is (holding up 4 fingers) four years old.

Next year it will be at Chuckie Cheese or this place. The place on the link is awesome...took the kids to one of the other Sac kid's BD party there on Saturday (D&L's kids weren't invited) and that is the joint to have a kid's party.

Oh, BTW, I downloaded the Haloscan comment thing and I have lost all the previous comments to all my old posts. I hate that, as I used to like to go back and read what you all had to say over and over again. Oh well, guess I will have to look forward to all the new comments in the future. Hopefully I can find it in me to post something worth a comment.

Edit: I will post tomorrow about all the other excitement from the past weekend. Let's just say, for now, that I am a bit sore today...

Slither Your Asses On Back To The Swamp!!

I am VERY happy tonight! Why you ask? Well check out this link. Aside from the birth of a child or my (second) wedding day....this night has been one of the best. I will post more later....this is all for now....off to celebrate a little more. I sense a record setting inebriation happening tonight!

What A Stormy Day!!!

Thank God that it is over and it wasn't as bad as it could have been....

Susan and I got up this morning around 7:30 and it was slightly raining and the winds were blowing a bit. Nothing too bad, but there was a feeling that things were going to get worse. I proceeded to make breakfast. I started frying the sausage, scrambled the eggs, pre heated the oven and put the biscuits on the cookie sheet. Once the sausage was done I poured the eggs into a skillet, began making the gravy and put the biscuits in the oven. Meanwhile Susan was sitting here at the computer reading my post about her phone etiquette, contemplating posting a response to it. I set the oven timer for 16 minutes and concentrated on the gravy, making sure it didn't get too thick, being sure to add the right amount of milk to mix with the flowered sausage bits in the skillet. After about twelve minutes I sprinkled some salt and pepper into the gravy and happened to notice that the wind had picked up outside and the rain had began to pour down in a slightly more horizontal direction. One minute later, the power goes out, then comes back on, then out again, then back on, then out for good.

Thus began a LONG day without power. But luckily the biscuits were pretty much done along with everything else, so we called the kids down and we had the last warm meal for a while. Afterwards she and I cleaned up the kitchen then I went to take a shower, using the last of the hot water from the hot water heater tank, and we settled in for a crappy hurricane day in Alabama.

My ex wife had given me 8 D batteries yesterday so we were able to have a radio connection to the outside world. We spent the day sitting together, with two wild kids, listening as the hurricane, then the tropical storm, worked it's way up the state of Alabama from the Gulf Coast. Around 2ish today it hit us with 50mph winds and major rain. I looked out my back door and noticed two of my trees beginning to uproot and lean over onto the neighbor's fence in the back of my yard. Meanwhile a leak began in the ceiling over the whirl pool tub in our bathroom, around the light, and there was a constant drip for several hours. They were saying on the radio that we could be without power for a few days so we decided to eat as much of the food as we could from the fridge. For lunch we all had bologna and cheese sandwiches, then for a snack we had some pudding cups. We spent the day laying around the living room, playing board games and listening to the radio. Around five this afternoon I decided we needed to make use of the two packs of hot dogs in the fridge, and since the wind and rain had died down a little I opened the garage door and fired up the grill. I cooked 16 hot dogs and we had them with doritos. I hate to say it but the four of us ate all 16 of the hot dogs, well I probably ate 8 of them, but we couldn't let them go to waste. After all we could be without power for days....As we were cleaning up from dinner, around 6ish, all of a sudden the power came back on!! Wow, you would have thought we had gone for days without electricity. Spending 10 plus hours, all in one room, with two wild kids, made it feel like days had passed.

So here I sit, bathed in the sweet artificial light of the fixture over my head, thankful that things didn't turn out as bad as they could have, and sorry for those on the coast who had it so much worse than we did here in the middle of the state. There were some deaths, as I am sure you have heard, in the panhandle. Alabama got off rather well, other than some destruction in Gulf Shores and Mobile. The deaths in Panama City were due to tornadoes. Let us keep all those folks down there in our thoughts as they dig themselves out of this mess that Ivan has left. Looks like tomorrow will be a "clean up the yard" day. There are plenty of branches and leaves all over the yard. Thank you for the comments to my post yesterday about the storm. Feels good to know that you folks were sending good wishes down here for us.

Later ya'll....

Ready For The Storm...

If it goes like they are saying it will, we might be getting a pretty big hit from Ivan tomorrow. According to the latest projection we could be looking at 40 to 60 mph winds with gusts up to 75 mph. Six to twelve inches of rain, flooding and tornadic activity. They are also saying we could be without power for three days to a week. They have already cancelled school for the rest of the week. Susan's work, along with a lot of other companies in the city are closed. The biggest concern I have is whether they will be postponing the UT/UF game this Saturday! Damn, I would hate to have to wait till the weekend before the SEC championship to see some Gator ass kickin!

I thought I would be ahead of everyone else by going out at 6am this morning to stock up on necessities. Well, surprise....I was one of the last. I went to two Wal*Marts, five supermarkets, two drug stores and six conv. stores and couldn't find any D batteries, jug water or ice. Susan did close to the same up in Birmingham with no luck. I was fortunate to find two cases of beer, four bottles of liquor, three cans of tuna, six bags of Doritos and a 12 pack of condoms. Guess the party can still go on! :)

I'm not sure what the power or DSL situation will be for the next few days, but if I can I will keep you all posted. Keep us in your thought's!

The Good Husband recently had a post on his blog that left me thinking. Event's of recent days have had me thinking even more, so I decided to talk a little about what I have been personally dealing with. First let me ask, is it possible to love someone without really liking them very much? If so then that is often the way I am made to feel by my wife.

The major issue that has me feeling this way is simply that I do not feel like I am ever worth the effort to talk to, in her book. I mean really talk and have interesting conversations. Share thoughts and feelings other than how we will pay this bill, or how the living room would look better if painted this color, etc. A typical work day includes her not wanting me to bother her when she is getting ready, during the day she only calls me if she needs something, or wants to remind me of something. When she is working from home, which she does a day or two a week, if I even set foot into our bedroom she gives me an evil look and asks why I have to bother her. When she gets home, if I bring up a conversation, she will get mad that I have interrupted the news or another program she might be watching. Then at night, if I try to bring something up, I am bothering her by keeping her awake. I am often asked, "Why do you have to be in my face all the time?"

But all that aside, one thing that usually bothers me most often is the phone etiquette she has with me. We both have call waiting on our cell phones as well as the phone at home. She hardly ever uses it when it is my number showing up on the screen. On the occasions that she might be talking to me and someone else beeps in, she has to go right away and take the call...because it's "business". Well, probably 75% of the time this has happened the "business" has been one of her friends calling who happen to be in the business. She argues that they exchange leads, but in reality most of the conversations consist of laughing and joking. Believe me, I know. Many times these calls are with other men. She says she would never do anything intimate with these men, even though their conversations are often about sexual things, but there is a different type of intimacy that I think about. The intimacy that she shares with them as friends that I don't get to partake in very often. Sure she married me, she lives with me, we have a good sex life, but there is more to "happily ever after" than that. I want to have the kind of intimacy with her that all these other people get to enjoy.

Example, last night I was out working late. I call her at home, the phone rings and rings and the machine never picks up...sign that call waiting is ignored. She calls me back 15 minutes later and says, "That was so and so (a man from work) and we were having a "high schoolish" conversation about a girl he is dating." Okay, so what is the problem with saying, "Hey so and so, give me a second and let me click over and tell my husband I will call him right back. Be back in a jiffy." (presses the flash button on the phone) "Hey Chuck everything okay?" Me, "Yeah just checking in." Her, "Okay...I am on the phone with so and so, let me get off and I will call you right back." Me, "Okay...call me back." (represses the flash button) "Hey, sorry about that....so back to this girl...." How hard would that be? I think about those poor people on the planes on 9/11 who called their significant others to say one last goodbye. Had that been me, most likely she wouldn't have clicked over.

Another example, last Friday she calls me while she was out and about pretty much to just tell me that she can't call because she doesn't think she has many daytime minutes left on her cell for the month. Fast forward to this Monday. I am here in my office working and she is in our bedroom working. I hear her cell ring and she proceeds to talk to another male for thirty minutes....on her cell. When she gets off I ask her where she got all those extra day minutes and she said, "Oh that was Joe (name changed) and it was just business. Yeah right, I never knew business could have you laughing and giggling to beat the band.

I know this sounds like a pity party on my part, but it's the way I feel. She sometimes points out to me that my problem is that I don't have any friends, and if I did I would understand. Her reasoning for this is that, as you know, I work from home and don't get to mingle with others hardly at all. But, she is right...I only really have one friend locally (Good Buddy Jim) but he usually works when I'm not working and vice versa. That doesn't leave much time to "hang out", although we do usually talk on the phone a few times a day. When I complain because she is wanting to go out and have a couple drinks with her friends after work, she tells me that it isn't her fault that I don't have my own friends to go out with. I'd just like to be invited out more often with her. I guess I just don't fit in since I am not "in the business". For months now, we have been, supposedly, going to get together with a friend and the friend's husband. That never seems to work out, even though I often ask her to invite them out. Reckon I embarrass her somehow. I guess she doesn't go out more often after work because she is afraid, when she tells me, I will want to tag along with them. I am tempted to quit this job and go find me one working in a cube somewhere. Maybe then I can learn what it is like to put "friends" ahead of the spouse.

I am not the huge idiot that I seem here. I have told her that I can understand not clicking over for two reasons. Number one, it's the boss or the boss's boss on the phone. Number two, it is a customer or client. Other than that, be it work friends, family or the President....I think a courtesy "call waiting click over" would be in order. But hey.....maybe I am wrong. Hell, it's just one man's opinion. Who am I to question someone who has friends?

Early Week Update...

Looks like we have us a nice storm a-headin' our way. They are saying that we here in central Alabama will be feeling some major effects from Ivan. I like the suggestions of my fellow B'hamian Liesl, condoms and beer make for a nice Hurricane Party!

I have a new reader to my blog, my darling and beautiful wife Susie. Sometime over the weekend she decided to finally come back and read much of my ramblings. I suppose she kind of liked what she read, cause she has encouraged me to continue. I told her I would continue to be honest and speak from my heart, so she had better beware. She said she might like to have some administrative rights so she could post and share her "view". We all know her view would be unrealistic, but I guess she has a right to her opinions, however wrong they might be! :)

So let me update....We had a nice relaxing weekend without the younguns. They spent the time with jailbird F.A. Friday night we had Chinese carry-out and watched The Lady Killer's on DVD. Saturday night we went out to a snazzy new restaurant, and had some excellent oysters on the half shell. Sunday night we again ordered Chinese carry-out and ate while watching the new History Channel production about the war of 1812. We'll I watched it while she spent time reading more of Maddox's hilarious website.

What's that? You want to hear about the weekend sex? Oh, well let me try to remember....Oh, yeah Saturday we had us a mid day quickie. Good for me, ho-hum for her I guess. Saturday night we decided to go for a longer bout but alas it wasn't to happen. Not that we didn't give it our best. The mood was there but neither one of us could finish and we finally gave up trying. So I guess raw oysters aren't all they're made out to be! Sunday night, BINGO!! She made me come to the bedroom, once my 1812 show was over. Had me propped up on pillows at the head of the bed and gave me some hot oral attention. After a while of this she got up on her knees, turned around and had me go at her doggy style! I grabbed onto those hips and went to town. She encouraged me to "pound it hard!" Wasn't no sweet love making, but some serious fucking! I was holding onto her waist looking down at that sexy back and ass of her's when she announced the time was at hand. She came hard and then I pulled out and painted her back side with you know what. Mmmm, good old fashioned sweaty sex! Once we were done and cleaned up she asked me if I was going to go post about it on my blog. I asked if she cared and she said no. So guess what folks, maybe she gets off on this stuff. If she starts posting here I might have to change the name to "Our Marriage Made On-Line." Guess we'll see.

I would like to give a big shout out to my boy L who turns the big 4 today! We will be having him a B.D. party sometime between now and the weekend. Hope the hurricane doesn't blow us all away....

Later ya'll...

Feel Like Laughing?

Susan came across a website that is DANG funny. Take a look at this page and be sure to click the second list of pictures at the bottom of the page. Then check this one out.

Didn't I tell you it was funny? The guy has a lot of other funny observations on his site. Think I will go check out a few more....

My Friend...

I have a friend who is very sad tonight.

He has a good and faithful wife who does a lot for their family. Although things had been rocky in the past he knows now that she is there for him and does not have her eyes set on anyone else anymore to possibly replace him. He loves her with all his heart and believes that she loves him. He feels like she is his "true love", the one chosen for him to spend his life with. They have a decent sex life. It is frequent, although not always as intense as he would like it to be. He would love to have the opportunity to please her more often, without even having to be physically pleased himself. They both work hard, make good money, have nice things, a nice home and are on track to have it even better in the future.

So why is he sad?

He has told me that the major reason he is sad is that he just doesn't feel loved. Don't get him wrong, his wife does a lot in her day to day life to demonstrate love to him and their family. She has often gone out of her way to show the materialistic side of love. He knows that she loves him, it's just the feeling that he needs. I tell him that he is acting crazy. He needs to just accept the fact that all she does is enough to prove her love. Besides, I tell him, this is girly talk if ever I have heard it. "Are you a man or a woman?" I ask. Then he reminds me that there is much more, in his opinion, that can be done to prove love. He doesn't doubt that she loves him, why else would she have agreed to marry him. His argument here is best relayed to you, the reader, in his own words....

He sits next to me but doesn't really look at me, he is looking off...at something else, but he clears his throat and says, "I know that she loves me. I just am not made to physically feel like she does. We have sex pretty often, usually four times a week, but I am usually feeling, once it is finished, that I could have been with a stranger and felt more connection. Then there is all the other times..." He says, "Those times when I just want to hold her, to kiss her, to put my arms around her. Hell, I would like to be able to just hold her hand while walking in the mall without it feeling like it were a chore for her. " He turns to me and looks me in the eye as he continues. "There have been so many times where, at night in bed, I have reached out to her, tried to hold her, tried to put my arm around her, just to feel close to her...and she has pushed me away. Ninety eight percent of the time, in our marriage, this has been the case. Then there are the many, many times where I stop her in the kitchen, or on her way out to her car, or anywhere for that matter where I try to give her a kiss. She will recognize that I am wanting to kiss her and she will usually stop, make a drawn out sigh, and turn her face up to mine with her lips pooched out awaiting the kiss. This kiss she is expecting is not the kind of kiss I am wanting to give her. She makes me feel like having to kiss me is only slightly less worse than having to clean dog shit out of the carpet. All I am wanting to do is gave a kiss that says, 'have a good day', or 'sleep tight baby', or 'have fun out shopping and be careful'. Instead I am made to feel like I am trying to convert her to some religion she has no desire to be a part of. Her uninterested kisses makes me feel like shit." He stopped at this point and excused himself to the bathroom. While he was gone I could only think about how terrible that must feel, loving someone so much it hurts but not being made to feel the total/complete love in return. I feel bad for asking him the question that tried to put a label on how he really feels... "Are you a man or a woman?"

My friend returned a couple minutes later, sat back down, looked me again in the eye and said, "Chuck, I know she and I have had some rocky roads in the past, but now things are better. I just want her to respond to me. To love me. To want to be held, to hold, to cuddle, to really connect. If that makes me a "girly man" or a "drama queen" then go ahead and buy me the t-shirt. Make sure it says both of those...'I am a Girly Man and a Drama Queen Because I Love My Wife More Than Anything!' " I remind him that that might be too much to put on a t-shirt and we both get a good laugh from that. I get up and go into the kitchen to get us both a beer and as I return to the living room with beers in hand I am not sure whether the tears in his eyes are from laughing at the "joke" or from something else. He continues....

"Chuck I have told you so many times how much I love my wife. I would never, intentionally, do anything to cause a problem between us. I know I have been stupid in the past and said or did things that were fucked up, but that was way in the past. Why can't she just let me love her, and love me the same way in return?"

My response was to offer him another beer. I just don't know how to answer his question or respond to his statements. All I could say was to be "persistent, because surely someday she would come around and see what it is you need." He just laughed it off, downed the last of his beer, asked for another, and said...."Well, maybe this was a waste of time talking about all of this. Maybe I am a freak for wanting to really connect with my wife."

I didn't have an answer for him. Do any of you?

Another picture before I go to bed. Found this today and just felt the need to share....

Here is where we live. (click on the pic to make it large enough to actually see what it is I am talking about.) The red thumbnail marks our cul-de-sac. Our house is the 5th one on the right side of the cul-de-sac (your right as you drive onto the street). Taken from a satellite back in '97. All of the light gray area in the center is now full of houses. If you want to find your own home via satellite go back to my link on Aug. 30th.

And Thus The Work Week Ends....

*warning....this post contains a slightly graphic sex scene*

What a week this has been, what with work, meetings, the return of the EX and her jail time....I am glad to see 5pm on Friday come. So here I sit, at my desk, cocktail in hand, ready for the weekend. FA has the kids tonight and tomorrow night, but she is bringing them home for a few hours tomorrow since she has orientation at her new job. Yes, it's true....she found herself a job. She will be a hostess at a well known chain restaurant here in the city making $10 an hour. Good for her, I hope she is able to keep this one. At least this job is legal, unlike her last one.

So, let me catch up.....Wednesday night I anticipated Susan being a little mad at me after my bailing out the ex and spending $30 of our money on it. But she wasn't. Around 9pm that night, after the kids were in bed, we were sitting in the livingroom watching something on tv and she says,

"Come on, it's Hump Day...let's go get it on!"

I look over at her and, and without much enthusiasm say,

"We can skip it tonight. I really don't feel like it. How about we wait till tomorrow night?"

Well, she was to have none of that. She got up from her chair came over to me on the couch, grabbed me by the hand and led me to our bedroom. She closed and locked the door, told me to strip down, proceeded to take off her night shirt and panties and pushed me down on the bed. Once I was laying there buckass naked she straddled me and began to kiss me like she has rarely done in the past. Real passionate kissing. The whole time her big tits are mashed into my chest and my hands are grabbing her ass and exploring the area between the cheeks. After a few minutes of this I begin to harden and lil'Chuck lifts upward lightly touching the luscious area between her spread ass and pussy. She feels it, sits up suddenly, reaches around and grabs it and says,

"Wow, you got this hard just from us kissing?"

"Yeah, we should do this more often." I say.

She gets off me and takes my cock and spends a good couple minutes licking it and my balls. She sucks it a little then repositions herself on top of me and slides it into her wetness. We go at it this way for a while, long enough for her to come once, then I push her off and get between her legs. I pump away, she comes again, and I finally pull out and blast her with a load of nut gravy. All over her stomach and tits.

Wow, what a surprise that was. If only she would initiate shit like that more often!!

Yesterday, nothing much happened. Worked all day. FA came by around 4 and picked up the kids. It was quite a reunion since they hadn't seen her in over three weeks. Susan got home and I went out for Taco Bell (sorry, nothing hot happened this time), came home and we watched the Colts and the Patriots play the first regular season game of the year. She went to sleep during the 3rd quarter and I watched it to the end. Damn, why did they have to miss that field goal attempt? I turn down the volume, change the channel to FoxNews, turn over and drift off to sleep.

Today, about the same, worked hard and am looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend. Hope you all have the same!

Later ya'll...

I Spent The Day In Jail.....

Well, not actually in jail but at the jail....let me explain.....

I was sitting here this morning cruising some blogs and working when around 11 am I get a call on my cell phone. I don't recognize the number, but I answer anyway thinking it might be a sales rep for one of my customers. Instead I am greeted with a woman crying herself silly and I sit here saying, "hello?" over and over again. Finally she dries up enough/stops crying for me to realize that this is a call from the ex wife, F.A., and she tells me she is calling from jail. Our conversation goes as follows....

F.A. "Please, I need you to come and bail me out. I have called everyone else and no one will help me."
Chuck "What's going on? Why are you in jail????"
F.A. "I was arrested last night because there was a warrant out on me for writing bad checks to (a grocery store)"
Chuck "How much is your bail?"
F.A. "It's 10%, $180.....I have $150 I just need thirty more. It has to be paid in cash."
(more sobbing/crying)
F.A. "I didn't want to bother you, I called everyone else I could think of, no one would help me. Please come and get me out of this place. (Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope....well, that is what I was thinking, sorry for the Star Wars reference....)"
Chuck "I'll be there in thirty minutes."
F.A. "Thank you."

I get in the car and head down towards the town she lives in. I call Susan and tell her all that has happened and she tells me to leave her there and let her rot in jail. I assure her that by us helping out F.A. I will be able to find out all the details, something that I wouldn't be able to do if I didn't go and help her. Susan is always wanting to know all the random things that are going on in F.A.'s life, and she gets mad when I am not willing (or caring) to ask. I just don't care anymore to know what all is going on with the ex. I have moved on, but for some reason Susan gets off on hearing all the explicit details of F.A.'s pathetic existence. Maybe it is because we have to pay her alimony every month and Susan feels she needs to get her moneys worth. Anyway............

I get there around noon and call the bail bond people, they tell me it will be 2pm before they can get there. I go to the police dept. and tell the woman at the window to let F.A. know it will be two o'clock before anything happens. I ask her if I can talk with my ex and she tells me "no, not without the bail bond person here." So I leave there and drive the two miles to my ex wife's house and go inside. She had told me where the key was hidden. During the three weeks she has been in N.J. I have gone to her house twice to bring her mail in.

I spend an hour in her house. Most of the time I just sit there and look at all the old pictures she has of all of us back in the day. Oh, I also take advantage of her bathroom. I stunk the place up real good!! I left there and headed back to the jail just in time for the bail bond person to show up. I sit there waiting and around 2:15 the woman behind the window tells me that the bail bond person had called and can't make it. She suggested that I call another.

I am given a list of bond companies, I ask who they would recommend, and she lets me know she can not suggest one. So I begin calling down the list. One the third call I get an answer and am told that Dawn will be there in 30 minutes. Thirty minutes later, at 2:45, Dawn shows up. We fill out all the paper work, she informs me of my responsibility as a co-signer to posting bail, and then F.A comes into the room. She looks like shit. She hardly even looks at me as she signs her name to the paperwork. Once it is all signed and done with they give her back her personal belongings (her purse) and she and I head out to the car.

Once we are in the car she tells me the whole story. She had been driving back home from the Atlanta airport last night and was within a block of her house when she drove through a stop sign. She looked up and saw the blue lights in her rear view and just happened to be infront of her house at the time. She pulled into her driveway and the cop told her to move out and park on the street. She told him that this was her house. He asked for her license and insurance. She asked if she could go inside and use the bathroom. He told her to stay in her car, it would only take a minute. A couple minutes later, after he had run her license through the computer, he tells her to step out of the car. He tells her that she is under arrest because there is a warrant out for her. She asks what for (as she is being put into handcuffs), and he tells her that she will find out when they get to the station. So around midnight last night my ex wife is booked into the city jail. She is finger printed, mug shot...all the regular shit. And the reason for all this is because she had written 6 bad checks to a grocery store.

So, I have her in the car and begin to tell her that she needs to take control of her life. I tell her that "for so long now so many people have been bailing her out. Your Mother, your church, the adoptive parents, me and Susan, and now I have literally 'bailed you out' and this will be the last time." I tell her that this really is the LAST time....do not ever call on me for help again.

She cries into my right shoulder and promises to straighten herself out. She grabs me around the arm/shoulder and places her other hand on my stomach. As she rubs my stomach I am convinced that if I were to take my right arm and put it around her neck she would easily go down for an oral "thank you" for all I had done. But I don't do that, of course. I push her away and remind her that she needs to straighten up her life. A few minutes later she gets out of my car telling me that she intends to get herself straight. She then begs me to allow her to see the kids again soon. I assure her that I will allow it as long as she begins to do things to make herself better.

I get home about 30 minutes later and a lot of good things happened at home tonight. Susan initiated some awesome sex....I will talk about all that the next time. I am tired now and need to get my ass in bed......

I have been sick now for several days reading, watching and hearing about that terrorist attack in Russia. Just came across some pictures from inside the school. If you click further through the link you can find even more. What kind of deranged bastard shit heads would do this stuff to children? If I was the president of Russia, Chechnya would be in ruins tonight. If they want to collaborate with Al-Queda and cause the death of hundreds of children, then they all deserve to die!

Sorry to get on a soap box here tonight, just got disgusted when I looked at all six of the pictures from inside of the school and imagined the fear these kids must have felt. How they must have wanted their parents so badly and I am sure that many of the parents were outside wishing they could get in and rescue their kids. It truly is very sad. It is even more sad to think that this same kind of thing could happen here in the U.S. at any one of our schools. God, I hope we never see that day. I only hope we continue to be as tough as we have been for three plus years now against these heartless terrorists. We need to continue to have a strong leader as we have now, someone who will NEVER give in to these freaks.....

Rainy Tuesday....

It's rainy and windy here today thanks to Frances passing close by to the east. I can't believe that there is yet another hurricane, Ivan, heading towards Florida. Damn, I feel sorry for those folks down there, but hey....If you choose to live in Florida you have to expect it to happen sometimes. I remember living in Panama City, Florida and having two hurricanes hit near by in one year. When I moved to Oklahoma City I knew there was a good chance there might be tornadoes. Mother Nature can be a bitch sometimes.

Well reading some of my favorite blogs I see that a lot of you folks had a nice Labor Day weekend. It was no exception here at "Casa de Chuck". Thanks to the unexpected check we received on Saturday me and the family had a little extra to play with. I have already told you about Saturday nights spending spree, well on Sunday we busied ourselves trying out the new steam cleaner on the carpets downstairs. It is amazing, and a little sickening, to see all the brown water that collects in the tank when a rooms carpet has been cleaned. Scary to think of all the unseen dirt in the carpet, but when you have kids I guess it's to be expected.

Sunday evening Susan, the kids and I went to our neighbor Renee's house for dinner. She had invited two other families on the street and we all had a nice time talking and eating her homemade BBQ. Each family brought something to contribute, we brought desert (key lime pie) and a pitcher of pina colada's. We came home in time to watch The University of Tennessee kick some UNLV booty (42-17)! Ya'll know, if you have been reading, that we are HUGE UT fans. Susan is a graduate, and I have been on the UT Bandwagon ever since I moved to Knoxville in '95. UT made history by being the first school in the SEC to start a true freshman as QB, we actually started two and they both looked awesome! It was a very good game and I can't wait till weekend after next when we host the sucky UF Gators in Knoxvegas.

Monday morning we all slept in a little, oh wait....I almost forgot....Sunday morning, before breakfast, Susan and I had some hot sex! It had been exactly a week since we had last knocked one out. I was laying there in bed with my usual "morning wood" and she reached over to give me a morning hug and couldn't help but notice the enlarged visitor to our bed. She reached down under the covers and slipped her hand inside my boxers and took hold of "lil'Chuck". We could hear the kids milling about upstairs so she said, "Come on...let's have a quickie. We'll do it better tonight. Just seems like we can't let this (she gives it a squeeze) go to waste." I was more than happy to oblige. We throw the covers back, I get up to lock the door, and as I am coming back to climb in bed we're both pulling down our undies. I position myself betwix her legs and she wraps her legs around my waist and I commence to pounding. Ten minutes later we are both satisfied and we get up to start the day. Then later that night, after the game and once the kids were in bed we go for the long session. We included all the foreplay; kissing, oral, etc. then get down to business but I just couldn't feel that urge. You know the one I am talking about.....the desire to B.D.N.....so instead I let her feel the waves of pleasure and we finished up, an hour later, with me being glad I got to get off during the morning session. Again I say, "Damn this Paxil!!" (anti depressant medicine)

So, back to Monday (I can't believe I almost left out the sex LOL).....okay, so we slept in then I got up and made Bacon/Egg/Cheese sandwiches for everyone. After breakfast we cleaned the kitchen up, got ourselves cleaned up and dressed and headed out to the mall. Recently my 11 year old daughter T has discovered the wonders of makeup and has developed a desire to shave (thanks to her friend's suggestion) her legs. Today it was Susan's goal to help T with her makeup needs so our first stop was the Clinique counter at Rich/Macy's. She got T a facial (it's hard for me to say that in reference to my daughter) and the lady taught T the proper application of muted tone makeup. Susan ended up spending $150 on make up/cleansers/etc for our 11 year old, then we took the girl to get her hair cut. Went to Regis and she got a shorter hairdo and got it styled to boot. We then took her to a store, (Delia's I think it was called), and she picked out a couple shirts. What is with all these slutty shirts that they are marketing to tween's and teenagers? It is pathetic with all the "suggestive messages" on the shirts. She (we) settled on one that has a picture of a pig in the center with the words, "You Boar Me" written across the top, and another with musical notes on it. We then left the mall and headed over to "The Superior Grill" an excellent Mexican restaurant, T's choice, and had a nice late lunch. Susan and I had a couple liters of frozen margaritias. They have the best marg's there. (right Jim?) After this we went to Target and bought a few things including the Spiderman invitations/plates/napkins/cups for L's birthday party next week. Yep, my boy will be 4 on the 14th. We got home around 5pm, Susan went down for a nap, the kids went out to play and I started painting L's bedroom. This took until around 9 and by that time we had had a lite supper and the kids were heading off to bed (L in the guestroom). I finished up (still have to paint the crown molding, base boards and doors), cleaned up my mess, talked to Jim on the phone and headed to bed.

I got in bed, gave Susan a kiss (she was asleep) and changed the t.v. to one of the Cinemax channels so I could find a little soft core porn. As usual they were showing some movie with simulated sex. I watched for about 15 minutes (boring!!!) then changed it back to Fox News, turned the volume down a little and rolled over and went to sleep.

So there was my Labor Day Weekend in a nut shell (and in two separate posts). Hope you all had a good one too!

Later ya'll.....

What an AWESOME day!!

This has probably been the best Saturday since the Saturday I got married a little over a year ago. Shall I fill you all in on the exciting day? Okay, here goes....

Woke up this morning around 8:30 with a raging hard on. We didn't have sex last night, although I could have, just didn't feel like it. I reach over to her side of the bed to touch her and she is not there. As I become more awake I realize that I can hear "The Fairly Odd Parents" on the surround sound from the living room outside my bedroom door. It occurs to me that L must have woke Susan up, and she left the bedroom to get him situated, leaving me to sleep. Oh well, guess this morning wood will have to wait. As I am getting up from the bed I remember that T has a friend over to spend the night and I had promised to make everyone a BIG breakfast this morning. I throw on a T-shirt, go take a leak, shift my wood around a little in my boxers and leave the room to begin the day. L is sitting on the couch watching his show...."Morning Chuck!" he says. "You call me Dad, remember?" I say. "Sorry Dad, morning." He returns. "Morning bud, come give me a hug and a kiss." I say hoping he won't notice the log in my shorts. I turn to the side and give my boy a hug and a give him a kiss on top of the head. He returns to the couch and asks, "You gonna make dinner?" I turn, as I am walking into the kitchen, and say, "Dude, we have dinner at night, this is breakfast." "Sorry Chuck." He says. Oh well, I don't try to correct him this time. He hears Susan calling me by name so much, I guess he gets confused. Hell, he is only 3.....well almost 4.

I walk into the kitchen and I see Susan sitting here at our laptop in my office. Actually it is the formal dining room off of the kitchen that we turned into my office since we don't have any formal dining room furniture, and we wanted to save the fourth bedroom for a guest room instead of an office. She looks up and says, "Morning babe. Just reading the home town newspaper online. You sleep good?" I tell her about a dream that I had had about the two of us, something funny and not worth repeating here. She laughs and I walk over and pull out the "wood". She kisses it a couple times and then I return to the kitchen to begin the process of cooking breakfast.

Today's menu consisted of sausage, bacon, biscuits, scrambled eggs and gravy. A good southern breakfast and I made sure to leave some sausage hunks in the gravy. Later, when the girls are down stairs eating and asked what the "hunks" were in the gravy I said, "Oh, those? They are little pieces of cow brain.....they will make you all smarter....eat up!" They laughed and made yuck sounds, but ate it anyway. They weren't fooled.

After breakfast the girls went over to the Renee's house to babysit her 5 year old son so she could run some errands. Renee's husband died suddenly two weeks before Easter this year, he was my age and a friend. Maybe I will share that story with you all someday soon. Anyway, her son, N, is a very bright kid and a good friend of my son L. Susan and I cleaned the kitchen and then later she went down for her nap. I spent the whole time she was sleeping reading an awesome blog. Sat here for an hour and pretty much read the whole thing. Then I went out and weed ate, cut the grass and blew off the sidewalks/driveway. Came in and took a shower and Susan woke up. She took both girls to the friend's house, they are spending the night there tonight, and then proceeded to take a shopping trip alone to the mall. I put L down for a nap and cleaned the living room and my office, then spent some more time reading the rest of Steve's blog.

Susan got home a couple hours later and gave me a fashion show of all the new clothes she had bought. She had opened herself up an account at Rich's/Macy's and had taken advantage of the "first day 10% off special" when you open up a charge account. About this time I go out to check the mail and find an interesting envelope in the box. It is from our mortgage company and looks very much like a check. I come in with the mail and drop it all in her lap but hold onto the mortgage company envelope. As Susan is opening the rest of the mail I slip open the one from our mortage company. As I pull it from the envelope I find that it is indeed a check, and it is for $1,500.00!! I hand it to her without saying a word and she looks at it and begins to freak. Then we both begin to freak! Seems we had over paid on our escrow and this was their payment back to us. What a nice surprise!!

So with a nice little chuck of cash in hand, she, me and L get dressed and head out to the mall. We go to Rich's/Macy's and our first stop is the men's department. I have been in need of some new clothes for a while now. I get two Hilfiger dress shirts (blue and burnt orange) and three Hilfiger ties and one pair of Polo boxers (on clearance). As we get on the escalator and go upstairs the first place we come to is the jewerly dept. Okay, you all should know, there is a watch I have been wanting for about six months now. It is beautiful and it is a Kenneth Cole. Here is a link to the actual watch. We bought it and I love it....How special do I feel now??? :)

We shopped a little more and she bought herself a few things and then we left for dinner. We decided to try out a Mexican place we have wondered about and it was very good. All three of us stuffed ourselves and I paid the check and we headed to the Wal*Mart Super Center.

Shopping at WM with a buzz on isn't a good idea. We ended up leaving the place having bought a steam cleaner for the carpet ($150), a upright fan for our bedroom($30), a new ($40) blender for her Pina Colada's plus $180 in groceries and other shit. All in all we spent around $400 tonight at WM. Wow, it feels good to have unexpected money!! We got home, unloaded all the crap we bought. I put together the fan and then my parents called. I spent an hour on the phone with my Dad while he talked all about the childhood home that he and his brother's are planning on buying. During this time Susan put L and herself to bed. When I got off the phone with Dad it was around 10 PM my time. I went and checked on the boy, he was asleep, then I checked on the wife. She was barely awake and as I went into the bathroom to take out my contacts I told her about my Dad's call. Once I was finished she told me she loved me and that she was going to sleep. I walked over to her, gave her a kiss, then came out here and began this blog entry. So, if you are wondering....tomorrow will be a week since I have had SEX with my wife. This is the first time since we have been married that we haven't, at a minimum, had it at least three times in a week. I could have had it tonight, hell I could have had it last night if I had wanted to. I guess it is this damn medicine. I really have no desire. I know it is something that I want to do, but I just don't have the desire to initiate it. I haven't even jacked off....I dread to see the load I deliver the first time I get to cum. It could drown somebody.....

Later ya'll...

Got To Love A Four Day Weekend....

Got back a little while ago from a day on the road. Had a couple nice meetings in Dothan, but was lucky to get a room. The city was swarming with cars with Florida plates. Many folks fleeing the wrath of Frances. Last night I went out to dinner, met some way cool locals, followed dinner with a couple drinks at a watering hole, then made it back to the hotel in time to catch my President's speech at the convention. I even stayed up till 1am watching the replay on Cspan. Man, I am a boring S.O.B.!

One would think that I would have learned my lesson about getting a little too buzzed and posting shitty, ranting posts about things that really aren't as bad as they are in reality. Well, that's what I did Wednesday night. Sometimes when I have a few and then something happens that I don't agree with, I tend to see it through my beer goggles (or in this case vodka/lemonade goggles). Although it is true that I am often not appreciated as I would like by my wife, I need to remember, as I do when sober, that she really does love me and anything she says or does that hurts me usually isn't done on purpose.

So what kind of excitement do you all have planned for Labor Day Weekend? I intend to do yard work, if it doesn't rain, and paint the boys room. He picked out a Scooby Doo comforter set recently and I want to change the dull white walls in his room to a pale yellow. Official name is "Applesauce". He also picked out the color!

Since I skipped out on the offered "Hump Day" activity Susan offered me the other night I am looking forward to getting a chance to get me some loving tonight! Damn it's been since Sunday....haven't gone that long without in a while. She did inform me that she started her period today, but that won't stop me from my quest. A little extra lubricant never hurt anything, right??

Well, guess this will be all for now. Reckon I should get back to work. Have a good weekend!

Crap Does Happen....

Do you like how I said "crap" instead of the alternative? This has been a weird day....

First last night...I reach out to touch my wife in bed and she shoots me down, telling me to leave her alone, and don't touch her. I wasn't trying to have sex with her, I was just wanting to connect with her and feel her warm body next to mine. Well, this morning we had a few words about the night before and somehow we came to the conclusion that I was being ridiculous. Hmmm, news to me.

I had a couple weird meetings with customers today, that didn't go anywhere near to how I had planed them to go. But don't worry, no business was lost, I just have to learn to kiss some ass better than I have before.

My ex calls me today to ask what has been going on. She has been in New Jersey for the past three weeks visiting her grandmother. I told her that I had watched the "Passion of Christ" yesterday and she proceeded to inquire whether I had gotten anything out of the movie. I asked her what she had gotten out of the movie, knowing she has seen it in the theater four times, and she said she learned how to be a better Christian. I asked her if that meant that she had learned how to pay her debts and not be such a dead beat Mom. After all, surely Jesus would want her to behave that way. She didn't have much of an answer other than to quickly get off the phone with me.

Then later my wife calls me to tell me she is on her way home from work. Thirty minutes later I call her back hoping to inquire about how bad the traffic is and how close she is to getting home. Well she doesn't answer and it goes to voice mail. I choose not to leave her a voice mail and continue with the dinner preparations for the kids. She gets home 15 minutes later and informs me that she saw that I had called, but she was busy talking to another guy on the phone and didn't want to switch over and answer my call. Well, that sure made me feel ever so special. Of course she had to point out that she hasn't done that much recently so she figured I wouldn't care that she didn't answer my call. Just so you know there was a time where she wouldn't have answered a call from me if she was on the phone already. It has been a few weeks since the last time that has happened. My argument to her was, if it was someone important like your boss or a customer I can understand you not taking my call....But just a friend? Hello, don't I matter more to you than Steve D.? She assured me that I do matter more.....guess we'll see how it turns out the next time. On a day by day basis she doesn't make me feel more important to her than these people she works with or her friends from the past.

Then later I am talking to my Mom and find out that she got out of her car at Lowe's in her town and fell into a hole in the parking lot. They were redoing the surface of their parking lot but neglected to rope off the section that wasn't ready for customer's cars. The manager on duty was less than sympathetic and spent the whole time my Mom was talking to him and showing him what happened on his cell phone talking to his girlfriend. I got all over her case because she should have called a lawyer and began the process to sue the shit out of Lowe's. At the least they would have settled for a couple hundred thousand. After all they were in the wrong.

Then later Susan reminds me that tonight is "Hump Day". I just wasn't in the mood, after all that had happened didn't feel like accommodating her needs. So she went to bed with me telling her how I hate the way she treated me last night. She didn't appreciate me saying that, so I don't know where we stand. All I know is she is sleeping naked now in the bed, and I am here blogging like an idiot.

Oh, I forgot....Buddy Jim brought over some good food earlier this evening on his way to work....thanks man for the grub. It was excellent!!

Sorry things have been a bit down tonight. I leave tomorrow for Dothan, Alabama and a couple meetings down there. Won't be home till late on Friday. Guess I won't be able to post again till then.

Later ya'll....