A Day or Two Off

So you may be asking what in the world is going on he is blogging in the middle of the day on a wenesday even though he hasn't in like a week. Well in the last couple of days things have changed around quite a bit. I will start with last saturday. I was playing santa at the mall and I never really realized how terrified children are of good ol' St. Nick. I also founf out that kids under the age of 10 have very strong lungs. I did have a few tell me what they wanted for xmas. I also had one girl tell her mom and dad must be in the military because when he left to go home she saw him carrying a big military style camo backpack. And I must give props to the dad because without hesitating he told his little girl that someone in the military must have given him that for christmas for bringing toys to the troops overseas. Well then there was what happened at work, well the powers to be decided to move people around so that the offuce is set up the way it should be which is a good idea however, what that does to me is makes me work for the douchebag that I can't stand and he doesn't like me either and really I have no idea why. So what I decided to do was take a 3 day pass that I had saved for a rainy day because he is takeing 3 weeks off starting this saturday and I am goining to washington dc for 60 days starting on 1 January so I will not have too see him or his crazy attitude until sometime in march. Plus as a bonus maybe I can find a job out there and I will never have to see him again. Hahahahahahah (evil laugh) so now that I am off today the wife is doing some rummage sale stuff in the target parking lot. Which brings me to a story about target. The other night, well the middle of the night we are at target and I a lady comes up to me and my wife and asks us if we would like to buy a gift card off of her for 40 bucks, it is a 50 dollAr. Gift card. Because hert nephew was in a car accident and she needs gas. So my wife says sure no problem. Well what do u knoW we are at target again today and I just got a call from my wife saying that that same lady is in the parking lot lookig for more cash. You be the jugde of what's going on and I want to know what u guys think and I will say later.

December Is a new month

I know I know I am horrible at keeping a promise. I haven't been on here in quite some time and I said I would do more. I think I will have to make a new years resolution to post more often. I gotta try something. to get me back on track. Man I just looked to see when my last post was and that was 19 Dec? wow? Well let me see if i can give you some highlights? Lets see, lets start with last night. I was the first night of me playing Santa Clause at the portrait studio. It was actually pretty fun. I was a little offended when i ask if they wanted me to put on the pillow and they were like no i think that will be ok. to which immediately made me want to go to the gym . But there were alot of pics with little kids (like 3 month olds) which I have to admit I am not a big fan of holding other people kids that little cause if i break them then i get sued. After those kids came in there was a little four year old girl that came in and really wanted nothing to do with me cause she was skured of Santa. However, when I had some candy she wanted everyone else to talk to me. She even went as far as asking people that were walking by me to get her, her candy cane please so she didn't have to go near Santa. Right after that happened though two little girls about 7 years old and another little 5 year old boy came running up to me and gave me hug and told me what they wanted for Christmas. It was pretty sweet. Then that same little girl that wanted nothing to do with me came up to one of the people working in the studio and was like can you have Santa read this over there. and pointed across the room. She wanted me to read her the night before Christmas but she wanted me to do it as far away from her as possible. I thought that was too funny. Tomorrow I go back to play Santa again. It's not as bad as I thought it was gong to be and hell it gets me out of work at 3 instead of 530. However, last night there were about 7 appointments. Saturday there are 42 appointments! So, I will let you know how this gig was Sunday afternoon. Other than that there hasn't really been much going on just pluggin away waiting for something to happen in my job looking for that next step. The wife and I put up our Christmas decorations the last couple of days. I think the house looks really nice and she did a good job. Bella is all kinds of ways to get into the presents and epically the advent calender we bought cause its a wooden one with doors. and we put Hershey's kisses in them. Also, last night Bohen fell asleep on the couch with me at around 9 at night and I got up for the gym before he did at 5 am. I couldn't believe that. Well I suppose I gotta get to bed so I can get up and go to the gym and then the long day at work tomorrow.

Another Day Another Drill

Another drill weekend has come and gone. This one was espically boring because I had to get caught up on all my training classes. I know know how to amputate an arm. Even though it is supposed to be a last resort I am not going to lie if I get the chance someone is losing an arm. M)be that's why they don't want to send me to the desert? Huh? Anyway this weekend I also got to sit at my desk and finish some of my hommework, which means only 6 more assignments to go and I will be done with my bachlorsm I just can't wait to be done. I started this post yesterday but now I am at the happiest place on earth, the WIC office! Whoooo hooo. Its actually not to bad today but it doesn't seem like they are even helping anyone so I am just sitting here clicking away on my keyboard while others sit and stare. One other thing I learned this weekend is that I might be going to DC for 60 days starting on 1 Jan, I am really excited about that because I think it will be a lot of fun, we had a good time the last time we went up there and really any thing will be better than being at my office, plus I get paid for it. Well they are calling me back so I wiLl end this one here and talk to my followers soon. Oh and don't worry the wife hasn't beaten up any more old people, well at least I don't know of any. I can't be around all the time. Just kidding.

It All Went Down At Arbys

So there we were..... The wife me Bella and Bohen all piled up into the blue bullet aka the Rav because we needed to run to get something to eat. Well we are during around trying to figure out what to eat and as we are driving around we decide let's go somewhere we don't go to quite often so as we are driving down the "hood" we see the lit up ten gallon neon hat of Arby's. So we agree that we can try that. Now on the way into this fine restaurant the wife and I are discussing how you don't really know how you will react in a certain situation, and how you never really know until your in that particular situation. Well today we had a situation. So we walk in and there is no one in line ,score! So my wife orders hers and my daughters food. And her and my wife start to walk off and head to sit down while I hold the car seat and finish paying for our purchases and getting our number from the counter help. I just want to reiterate that I am in line paying for our food I had no knowledge of what has happened after the moments after my wife said she would have a number two (in case you are lost what she ordered had nothing to do with the story). So I get the food and I walk back to where my wife is sitting with my daughter. I can't help but get this errrie feeling that someone is watching us. I put my son in a high chair upside down (the chair not the baby) then my daughter asks if she can come help me, to which I respond sure babygirl come on. Then my wife looks at me in a weird way an says hang on to her someone tried to grab her. To which my response is "WHAT"? But I think I hear her wrong so I pick up my daughter and walk back up to the counter to get my goods and as I am walking up I am watching everyone like a hawk, judging, and assuming that they are all dots on watchdog.com. Well then I get back to the table finally and I notice that my wife cannot eat and I ask what the hell happened. (I know what your thinking what the hell could have happened in a classy joint like Arby's) My wife then takes a deep breath and tells me.......

Wife: Did you see the old lady that was in the corner when we came in

Me: yeah sure why.

Wife: She Tried to grab our daughter

Me: HOW?

Me: Wait?

Me: What?

Me: the like 70 year old?
Wife: Yes, here is what happened, I was walking back to the table and I hear this old lady looking at me like she was giving the look of death. And then she started to mumble something and looked like she was so pist she could have strangled someone. The husband was busing the table like he worked there for a min and when he looked up she was already in def con 4 mode.

(not actullay her by the way)

Me: So, what did you say?

Wife: I was like excuse me? (like are you talking to me you old goat? Cause I will Chuck Norris you right upside your head like that(snapping fingers)!)

Storyteller: Then the old lady starts to mumble again and giving the stink eye but then she ads a reach like she is going to grab my daughter! Well it is at this point when my wife finds out what she would do in "this situation"

Wife: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE!!!!

Storyteller: the wife then pushes her daughter back to her seat.....

Now her I come back into the picture. You remember that feeling I though I had, the one where it felt like someone is staring at me. Yeeeeahhhhh, everyone in that particular fine deliquescent was staring at me and my wife. Mainly because, even if it was for good reason, my wife just yelled at a 70 year old woman, and I know what your thinking where was the douchebag of a husband at. Well as I mentioned I was at the counter and couldn't hear any of these schenanagins that were going on. Well just a few min after this I noticed that everyone seemed to eat really fast and we were the only ones left in that particular Arby's. Needless to say we have been asked not to come back for quite some time. Ok, I made that part up about being kicked out but I don't think we will be eating there any time soon and the truth is the food was excellent. The sad truth is that apparently that women had some form of dementia cause she didn't seem to know where she was or why she was getting yelled at by my wife the bully, but it was just a very strange situation for everyone. So now I must give you homework. Think about yourself in that situation and think not what would Jesus do? but what the hell would I do? I think that my wife did was a good thing and I am glad she did it and I am epically glad because my daughter is ok, cause had she not been standing here I might have to killed an old lady. But then again I don't know what I would have done in her shoes.

Vet's Day

That's right a day of remembrance, a day of thanks to those who serve/have served, and probably to me more importantly a day off of work! I am totally kidding. A day like today are some that I think about every once in awhile, I would like to say alot but its hard to say how often you just sit down and think about one particular thing. Sometimes you just have to do it. For example I have above my desk a POW/MIA flag hanging. It was actually a gift from my father-in-law's wife who owned a bar in Milwaukee and she thought it would be a good for me to hang on to it. Well the first chance I got I hung that flag proudly. Being that I am really one of few in my family that has been involved in the military, at least to best of my knowledge, and because of how engulfed by it that life can become, I forget that it's a different lifestyle and sometimes when I think about those who were Prisoners Of Wars or are still Missing In Action it makes me grateful for what I have and that is really what this day is about. Remembering, and realizing what you have, and have been given. It is kind of ironic to me that just yesterday my wife noticed that I had a scar on my right wrist. Well on that wrist I have been wearing a POW/MIA bracelet for over 4 years. I got it on my twenty third birthday I think and from the day I got it I wore it everyday. The only time I ever took it off was to go though metal detectors at the airports. Every once an awhile someone would come up to me and ask me what it was and that was why I wore Burt Chauncy Smalls Jr.'s name on my wrist for so long. To bring awareness to the fact that there are still people out there that have not yet been found to this day from the Vietnam War and other wars. Well after looking at my wrist I notice that I have developed a couple of marks/scars from the bracelet so I figured what better day to stop wearing it and find a way to get it back to the family than on Veteran's Day. Well wish me luck I am going to keep it short tonight because tomorrow I am going to try to do that reasearch to find the family of the MIA soilder who's name was on my wrist.

Happy V-Day past,present, future militay vets!