When I was a kid, it was always a big day when the Sears Wishbook came in the mail. For you young whipper snappers, that is the Sears Christmas Catalog (remember this was way before Wal-Mart, Target, Best Buy, etc.). All my friends would gather round and come up with a list of what was on their personal Christmas list, broken down by page number.
I never got to excited about that Sears Catolog though. You see, my dad used to wait outside some factory that paid their Christmas bonus in Greenstamps and pay the guys cash for the Greenstamps. Knowing my dad, he probably paid them 50 cents on the dollar ! I learned it wasn't any use putting anything on my Christmas list that wasn't found in the S& H catalog I was truly barking up the wrong Christmas tree.
You know what? Those Christmas gifts were always great! I still remember the 3 speed bike with the shifter on the bar (just like a sports car!), the banana seat, sissy bar, and tall handle bars. Man I was cool with that bike! The next year it was a slot car race car set. That was the best. It came with four cars, one was a Ford Galaxie 500. I remember like it was yesterday, racing those cars with my brother in laws, dad, and my granddad.. I gave Granddaddy the Ford to race as he had a Ford Falcon, I don't remember what the other cars were. I also don't remember at all who won those races, I just remember how fun it was to be surrounded by family. I guess you remember the important things, huh?
I guess I'm thinking about grandfathers a lot lately as I am getting ready to be a grandfather. I am not sure how that happened, I think I'm still the kid with the 3 speed bike and slot car race set. I think Lindsay was sitting at the front desk at my old Allstate office doing her homework after she got off the middle school bus yesterday. I think I'm getting excited about a new little baby girl to play with this Christmas.
Oh well, here is my Christmas list for this year:
Big Fuzzy sweater with big pockets for candy.
A Pipe.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Awesome Blog
I was working yesterday morning, getting a lot done. I do that on Fridays (that is pronounced Fri-DAYS not Fri-dees, see I am evolving) as I am so motivated to get to the week end. Fridays smell better, wonderful food is at the deli on Friday, folks you run into are better looking, so many possibilities are available for the next couple of days it just makes everything better. Therefore, I'm always very productive on Friday's. A happy worker is a productive worker. Anyway, I had this awesome thought for an earth shattering statement to develop into a short blog that would change everyone who read it's life. As I was busy getting important tasks done at work I decided I did not have time to post.
I wish I could remember what I was going to post.
I wish I could remember what I was going to post.
Monday, November 2, 2009
TIME is a Wierd Thing
When I was young TIME moved so slowly. When would Christmas get here? When will I be old enough to do thing by myself, get a drivers license, buy a beer. Now I look back and everything just happened.
This weekend I went to my step mom's 90th birthday. While I can believe she is 90, I can't believe who I am. It was held in the church in which I grew up. Specifically in the room that I attended youth group. MYF we called it (Methodist Youth Fellowship) even though it was long after the Methodist had become United Methodists and it was supposed to be UMYF. Same room. Same Me. So I am 15, right?
Yeah, the Berlin wall has fallen, Space Shuttles have crashed, twin towers have been destroyed, two Kings of Pop have died along with two Beatles. Heck, even my parents are gone. But, I remain the same. 15. Except I have a drivers license now. Yep,even got a motorcycle. See, Mom told you I wouldn't get killed on one. Even got a car! I even race it just like wanted to every since I was 8. I am one cool 15 year old.
Sure slightly less hair, slightly bigger waste line but I was in that same room and it was the same me. It was yesterday that my parents did the supper on Sunday night for MYF. It was homemade Pimento Cheese sandwiches, man those were good. My granddad died that night. It was yesterday though. I'm still 15.
Maybe my problem is that girl I had the hots for in that room now kisses me every morning. Yep, same me, same her. I'm still 15, she is older though, 16.
How is it am getting ready to be a grandfather? How do I come to have two wonderful daughters who have turned out to be, wait for it, Amazing woman. I'm still 15.
My sisters are still around, two of them were there yesterday, there still 6, 13, and 15 years older than me. We're just orphans now. There are more people in the family now. That's good, I finally have some guys to play golf with and do car and motorcycle stuff with. 15 year olds like that stuff.
Time is just weird.
This weekend I went to my step mom's 90th birthday. While I can believe she is 90, I can't believe who I am. It was held in the church in which I grew up. Specifically in the room that I attended youth group. MYF we called it (Methodist Youth Fellowship) even though it was long after the Methodist had become United Methodists and it was supposed to be UMYF. Same room. Same Me. So I am 15, right?
Yeah, the Berlin wall has fallen, Space Shuttles have crashed, twin towers have been destroyed, two Kings of Pop have died along with two Beatles. Heck, even my parents are gone. But, I remain the same. 15. Except I have a drivers license now. Yep,even got a motorcycle. See, Mom told you I wouldn't get killed on one. Even got a car! I even race it just like wanted to every since I was 8. I am one cool 15 year old.
Sure slightly less hair, slightly bigger waste line but I was in that same room and it was the same me. It was yesterday that my parents did the supper on Sunday night for MYF. It was homemade Pimento Cheese sandwiches, man those were good. My granddad died that night. It was yesterday though. I'm still 15.
Maybe my problem is that girl I had the hots for in that room now kisses me every morning. Yep, same me, same her. I'm still 15, she is older though, 16.
How is it am getting ready to be a grandfather? How do I come to have two wonderful daughters who have turned out to be, wait for it, Amazing woman. I'm still 15.
My sisters are still around, two of them were there yesterday, there still 6, 13, and 15 years older than me. We're just orphans now. There are more people in the family now. That's good, I finally have some guys to play golf with and do car and motorcycle stuff with. 15 year olds like that stuff.
Time is just weird.
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