Good Greif

OK so it's winter here, guess what it snows. If you live in Canada you should know how to drive in snowy conditions.

So I expect a little bit of delay coming into work today, what normally takes 25 minutes took me an hour and twenty minutes. WTF? I swear if people don't know how to drive in winter conditions stay home, watch Dr. Phil and eat bon bons until Oprah comes on. Stay the fuck out of my way.

The worst offenders are the woman driving SUV crowd. I got stuck behind one and she had one of those weird ponytail things that make your hair go all spiky in a pinwheel kind of design. I am sure there is a proper name for it but I don't care enough to find out. Anyway she is all decked out in her Abercrombie and Fitch duds (is that fashionable anymore?) and her arty style glasses. Well every time the traffic slowed a little she is looking in her SUV for one thing or another putting on lipstick or rummaging through the bowels of her vehicle. Is it too much to ask that you don't preen yourself whilst driving? I was seriously considering doing a YouTube video of this moron showing all the shit she was doing but by the time I realized I had my camera with me she was off onto the highway to cause havoc where I wasn't going.

So needless to say my drive in was fucking horrible. I hate people that drive like idiots...

Moderating comments on my Blog

Yeah I do that, I want to read everything that goes on my blog before it gets posted. Chances are that your comment will make it on here if you are inclined to comment, unless you are one of those butt munchers that post links to spam sites etc. I don't like that shit, it pisses me off, and I had a run in with one of those butt munchers so I opted to have the moderation option turned on so you can thank the little cock knock that ruined it for everyone. There will be no linking of seniors getting boned by mastiffs from my blog... it's just rude.

So anyway where to begin... what the hell was I thinking staying home for the weekends now? I have been so damn busy the past two weekends I don't know if my ass is punched or bored. It's a sad state when you want to go to work so you can rest...

Eldest son states Jan 2 that he wants to take skating lessons beginning January. WTF? do you not know what month it is? So wifey hops online to check out what's what with the local recreation centers and guess what? Not an opening to be had everything is filled up. So she says that's OK we will do family skating every weekend... oh fuck me sideways... I have been skating every weekend and my feet are freaking killing me. I usually take eldest out then get switched over to youngest about half way through which is right aobut the time youngest gives up. He'll only last about 15 minutes which is fine by me... my feet are usually killing by that time. Oh and the friggin Zamboni is a piss off too it comes out like clock work about 2 minutes after we start skating. I swear the nimrods that work there see me and giggle to themselves knowing they will piss me off with a Zamboni trip around the ice...

Coat shopping with two kids and an indecisive wife sucks major ass... it was close to 3 hours of pure hell... we went back to the start and got the coat from the first store... She tried on like 4,000 fucking coats... I know I counted them, I had nothing better to do while I was waiting. So traipsing all about town with two kids who don't do shopping and me who doesn't do shopping with kids couldn't have bee much fun for my wife. Oh well what are you going to do? She needed a coat and I need a lobotomy... at least one of us got their wish. I don't like her coat though it's not fitted enough to show her curves... sigh I guess she does not understand that I do retain information from "what not to wear", sure I may not dress like Clinton (let's be honest unless you are a flamer who would) but I do know what looks good and what doesn't. I'm actually not sure why she brought me now that I think of it, my advice apparently doesn't rate high enough for her to listen to it. Well what are you going to do... there are only so many places where you can bury the bodies before they catch you.

The holidays....

So I spent a lot of time working over the holidays. It wasn't the best Christmas season I have had. I came to the conclusion that spending more time at home is worth more than any dollar figure around. My littlest David saw heard me taking a shower Saturday morning and was banging on the bedroom door.

When I got out of the shower I heard him and opened the door he looked up at me and said, "What doing daddy?" I told him I was getting dressed. He walked in and brought his book with him and watched me get dressed, once I was dressed he took me by the hand and led me down stairs, all the while carrying his book with him. He sat me down at the couch and scurried up beside me and plunked his book in my lap.

"Read book daddy." So I read to him and when I was finished he got up and got another book for me to read. I read that one too. He got another book after the second and this continued for another three books. It was at that point I realized I had missed part of his life because I was working. At some point I was working and he developed a love of having people read to him, I had missed this.

To me reading is the ultimate in recreation. I love the idea of being able to transport yourself into another world within minutes of picking up a book. I love the fact that my 6 year old reads all the time, to miss my youngest developing this would be devastating to me. To not be a part of the development of my boys I realized would be a horrible thing fro me to do.

I am now back to having all of my weekends free... for now anyway :D