James McMurtry eh?

My office is at least 80 degrees which makes it hard to be in a good mood. Throw in a 60 year old woman who is losing her mind and her husband who has worse mood swings than she does, it makes for a pretty tough day.

But I'll get over it, I have to. Tonight is a show I have been wanting to see for months now, Mr. James McMurtry is performing live at The Chesterfield. I have yet to see him live, and I can't wait.

I am also bidding on a web job for a big phone company. If that goes through it could be the start of something great. The great folks at Cable One came out today and my internet at home is finally up and running. This means I can find work, and conduct business on a national scale. Pretty cool. I also was turned down for a graphic design position with Wells Blue Bunny. See if I ever eat their ice cream again!

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The ever changing, never ending list.

I hear a lot about bucket lists. I dunno, maybe I have one. More of my 'lists' are current lists, 5 year lists, 25 year lists...but I guess they all could be bucket lists because we don't know how much time we've got at the dance. Over the past 2 years my wants have drastically changed. I've been focusing on simpler things, true things. Not reaching so much for more, just trying to enjoy what is here more. That goes for family, friends, opportunity, relationships...not material things. (Except I really really want a canoe or kayak so I can get out on the water soon) Is it possible to make a list that won't change? Is it possible to remain true to the values of a 34 year old father, when those very values seem to have shifted based on life experiences? Are the items on my list too specific? Maybe... Love Honesty Compassion Health Fun More to come on this one I'm pretty sure.

Take us out to the ball game.

Last night we ventured over to the Explorers baseball game after dinner, it was great. Jordan talked to the X's pitching crew out in the bull-pin for a while, and they ended up giving him a ball. He's such a sports guy! The pitcher that gave him the ball said, "Can you give it a throw?" and so he did...over his head out into left field! Of course my diva Bell had more fun doing spins and drinking a slush, but that's all good. I love my family.

The more things change, the more they remain the same.

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