Hall--o--spankin--ween
I was not going to go out this year. I promised myself early on that I would not indulge in that kid holiday of treat worship and goofy costume show offs.
I couldn't resist.
My straight friend, otherwise known as my "SF" invited me to his party, stating that he would no longer be my friend if I ditched him again (kind of a gay thing to say, but hey, the world is blurry now-a-days). Anyway, I couldn't afford to lose my one and only social contact with the straight world and therefore, I prepared.
As I was getting ready this familiar feeling started to envelope me. It was similar to the feeling we get during Christmas, a fantastic holiday for a variety of reasons. Just to name a few: present worship, new clothes worship and new car worship are always much more enlightened states of faith than those damn little treat loathing children!
Anyways, as I was saying, I started to get the "spirit of Halloween" writhing throughout my body. After I stepped out of the shower, I stepped into the only make shift costume that I could. A teen punk rock star (that's all I could come up with in twenty minutes folks).
I went to the party, we met up with the Gays and all went dancing. I actually had a good time. I'm also somewhat ashamed to admit to the public that I had forgotten how much I truly enjoy Almond Joy.
Hittin' the showers
Ok, Ok! I know how this is going to sound. But please, just hear it through. I have a problem. That problem is old men in the communal showers at the gym. YUCK! Ok, I am not one to have many problems with people. If an elderly gentleman wants to go to the gym and try and beef up his longevity in this world, I salute. However, it is not okay for two early 60's-late 60's men with big ol tubbies and a fake tan that looks worse than sprayed on silicone to be talking it up while I'm trying to get cleaned up. I mean, c'mon people. Why do people even talk in the shower anyway? It's like, move at warp speed Scottie!! None of this, 'Hey Fred, haven't seen you in a while, how's work going?' WHAT? I DON'T THINK SO!
Ok, so it's not the end of the world, fine. But the truth is, for some reason, the conversation while taking a communal shower has lost it's momentum. I think it lost it a long while ago, say 2 or 3 generations. There was a point in life where young men, like myself, realized the truth of the communal... "When hittin' the showers, Get In 'N Get Out!"
Just a thought...
I just have to say what is happening right now, in this very fleeting moment of my life. I am sitting here catching up my stories and my two little puppies are nestled at my feet sleeping, looking like the ying and yang of puppiness cuddled together and happy. I too am happy, sipping from a magnificent glass of Pinot Noir that my most favorite Chris Lavoie has so generously gifted to me on his last visit. Here's to living the good life. Indeed it is.
Meet the relatives
Like I said in the previous post, Bobby's family came into town to visit us. Then Doug E Fresh. The next week after that, my brother and sister-in-law came out to see us. It was a great time. I had been working 60 hours a week on a lot of different projects, a couple of which I am particularly proud of. So, long and short, I needed a break to rejuvenate.
I took a couple of days with Mark and Becky and I think all I need to do now is find a job for the two of them school teachers and we can get them to move on out. The thing that I like most about my brother and his wife are that they come from a very judgmental background (the Mormons) but are so normal and considerate. They really make us feel like part of the family.
I love my family by the way. What strikes me as most refreshing is the ease of conversation and the familiarity of our acquaintance. It's as though nothing has stopped, we've taken no pauses, we are ready to pick it up where we left off. That makes it really easy to enjoy ourselves and have a good time. Which naturally, we did. We didn't get the kiddos out to the dance club or the bar but every moment was worth it. Sometimes the bars aren't worth it anyway.
A House, A Home, A piece of Seattle
Well, many of you know...Bobby and I bought a house in the hotspot neighborhood of Madrona, Seattle about a month ago. It was a roller coaster if you want to know the truth. Bob is in real estate (Mortgage Wholesale) and he knew what he was doing all along. However, to the untrained real estate newbie, it was torture to hear the back and forth of "our side" and the "other side" and the "middle men" and all the like. I just wanted to punch out the builder, slap the selling agent and then cry on a pillow. E - MO - TION - ALLLLL! But it all worked out. I was a mess and Bob was totally calm. He knew that things would work out. I, on the other hand, kept from working out by eating a lot of french fries and pizza.
We moved in mid-September and went right to work welcoming Bobby's sister and brother-in-law into town. They hadn't been to Seattle. They loved it. Like all ya do that come out to visit.
It's been a new experience for me, I have to say. Duh. But truly, I must say I am better for the challenge. A challenge it is! The puppies love the house. They think they are so bad ass. They walk around like they own the place and their other daddy spoils them so much that it's easy to know why!!
We have a few things here and there to consider. Our landscape project begins this Tuesday (HOLY CRAP!) and the final project should be pretty great. We have to paint and there are those other odds and ends that need tying up. Once through, this cute house on one of the greatest corners in Seattle will be just the fit we were looking for.
Bobby's sister and brother-in-law are not the only to visit thus far and they will certainly not be the last. Again, all are welcome here and all are invited, often! Hope to see many of you, if not all, soon.
Being Horrible
Ladies and Gentleman,
It's time to return to the stage. I can not believe I have not been keeping my loyal 1-3 blog readers happy with timely posts! How many blogs are there that say that?
So much to catch up on that I feel bad not devoting entire blogs to each. Therefore, I will be going back in time to pull out of the ol' magic hat a few of the highlights while giving them their very own spotlight.
Thanks for staying tuned.
