Never Forgotten

1928-1983

Drunken Ramblings

I feel like playing some R&B right now, some Stylistics, Temps, Commodores, EWF...you know, the good shit. Oh yeah. "Brick House" is playing, I have a drink in hand, life is so much better. Stoopid work shit is melting away.

I'm still trying to find my voice, my focus in this blog. Like everyone, I have a lot of interests to narrow down. I love (in no particular order):

Cats (everything about them except the puking)

Gaming (love it, miss it, currently bored out of my skull with it)

COOKING (total foodie and damned good at it, if I do say so myself)

Photography (self-confessed neophyte, I just take pics of what strikes me and I'm happy with that)

Crafting (especially embroidery and needle arts)

How do I decide which direction to go in? I don't believe in limiting myself and obviously have many more interests, these are the ones that bubbled to the surface, ERGO, they will prolly be mentioned most often here at TDH.

As Hunny would say 'in a total and complete non-sequitur' I do miss gaming. So much so, that today I ordered Dragon Age. A little history - I was always easily bored with puter games, I'd play a couple of weeks and then go 'meh' until the day I watched my hunny getting his ass handed to him by some fairies while playing Ever Crack. I thought 'I could get into that' and boy, did I ever. OK, now I'll admit it, they were some badass mofo fairies, and we later kilt them daid. Revenge! Four years after playing every day, and I do mean every day, having the highest-highs and lowest-lows, we both finally hit the wall. Hunny and I met some of the greatest people ever, while playing that game. We were damned good at it too. Hell, who wouldn't be after 1500 days of play time? Don't answer that, there are some lousy-ass players out there. We tried many other games, Vanguard, Warcraft, LOTRO, Warhammer, et cetera ad nauseum. Nothing fit like EQ. I guess, as of today, I'm tired of playing with other people, even though some of the best times I've ever had having been hanging with a group, camping mobs, dragging someone purple back to life by his fingertips (yeah, I'm a kick-ass healer) killing bad guys and stealing their lewtz, but you know what? Real life beckoned, and it's been a good ride and a good break. A breather. But I'm feeling the itch and it's time to play some FPS for a while, get my fix and see what's what. Stay tuned, who knows what lands I will explore in the future.

Hey, guess what? He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans, strutting her stuff on the street, and he's ready to give it a go. Guess now you know what's what, eh?

Tradition

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Oy Vey

Oh man, what a day. I'm sitting here sucking down a Bloody Mary thanking the Lawd that I only have to work a half day on Friday. Poor hunny is having a colonoscopy which sucks for him, but I get out of work. I love my boss, but when she gets her undies in a bundle? Fuggedaboudit.

Anyhoo, life is too short to take seriously, so I'm gonna post a pic of something that made me smile today, and that, my friends, is worth all the tea in China.

So Much...Pics will Suffice

...has been going on since it's been so long since I've blogged. I think I'll post a buncha pics to show WTF has been happening. Lesse, pics of the campus (a pink bike I covet) Mommers, Belwah, Williams trip & friends, views of my world on the way to work, and our backyard visitor.

All's Right...

...with my world. Hunny is back, not only in this hemisphere and continent, but HOME! In our house!! Lawd have mercy, it is good to have him home! Have I mentioned how much me and the kidz missed that man??? I picked him up at the airport, drove home, got some snacks and wine and proceeded to sit on the patio for an hour or two and enjoyed the weather and being together again.

Life truly is good.

There's No Place

Home again. Here's the basket o'kitty goodness that Kind Neighbor left the childruns when she realized she forgot to come scoop their litter box when I was gone. She's a silly dear and I feel bad that she feels bad. Ah well. No harm, no foul.

I think Nuhdz is happier, he isn't roaming the hallways yowling all night anymore. Didn't hear a peep out of him last night. Whew! I felt bad for the poor boy. Can't wait to see him when his Poppy comes home, he'll be beside himself. Come to think of it, me too!

Leaving on a Jet Plane

So, I'm winging to the Land of Cow Shit and Beer Farts this morning. Cannot wait to see the family!

Jonesing for my hunny whom I hope will enjoy some tasty vino in the Land Down Undah today. Take care, Baby, stay healthy, safe and sane with all the upcoming work ahead of you. You can do it!

The kidlings have already assumed the position. I hate to leave them for a few days, but it's just a few days. Told them I have to go see my Mommy for a little while. They'll be fine. Oy, can't imagine how I'd feel if they were human beasties, hehe.

My Boys

Poor Nuhdz, he's so gonna miss his Daddy while he's in Oz. So will the others, but none as much as me. Friggin work.

The Summer of the Pool

This has been The Summer of the Pool. We love our pool, have pretty much always loved it, but for some reason this summer we really loved it. A lot. Could it be the cocktails we've indulged in poolside? I dunno, but I know my hunny is Bartender Extraordinaire and I sure enjoyed his Bloody Mary's (spicy hot mamas with tons o'salad and the family's vintage highball glasses) and Appletinis (especially with slices of Granny Smith a'floating.) Yum.

Playing Nice (Maybe?)

Hmm, the girls sitting within 1-2 feet of each other and no evidence of hissing or spitting. Hmm. What is missing in this picture? Oh, could it be we're standing next to the 'snack drawer' and they're expecting some nom noms or catnip mice to play with? Could be. I do love that expectant look on their little kitteh faces.