Strike that reverse it.

No new blog has started at tumbler. There's no time or interest for that shit.

The End (for awhile)

I have to finally give in and admit to myself that Tony-C.blogspot.com has reached stopping point. What began Feb 2004 has finally come to an end six years later. Not bad. Although the last year was pretty slow. As noted in my last post I was going to start taking guitar lessons. The lessons are going great and I'm really enjoying it. When ever there is a quite moment, which is not often enough, the first thing I do is reach for my guitar. I can't stop thinking about playing it is giving me a lot of joy and relaxation. It is definitely a better past time than sinking deep into the Internet which was garnering much too much of my time.

To all my loyal followers I'd like to thank you for keeping up and commenting on occasion.

I hope to reignite Tony-C.blogspot.com someday but for now it must be on hiatus.

Thanks!

Thanksgiving.

I've come to realize that all I really want for my Thanksgiving meal is a huge plate of stuffing smothered in gravy with a small side of mashed potatoes and homemade cranberry sauce. Delicious!

I was afraid to log on to my blog. I thought maybe I had missed a whole month and I think that would have been a first. This entry just makes it in under the wire. There is actually a lot to write about. My new job and the events leading up to me deciding to take it. Lots of fun and madness with the kids. But I'm not going to write about any of that stuff.

I'm going to start taking guitar lessons. Targeting next week for lesson number one. It was in second grade that I declared to my mother that I wanted to take lessons. She didn't say no but what she did say was "If your are still interested in taking lessons when you are in third grade then you can." To her credit when third grade rolled around she asked me if I was still interested and I said no. This decision has bothered me for my whole life and I'm finally going to do something about it. So I'm taking my tin ear and bad timing to a pro and hoping that with some coaching and a lot of practice he can help to locate the "Guitar Hero" in me. ROCK AND ROLL!

Tamales

We've had an older kid selling Tamales in our neighborhood this past summer, he's probably 20 years old or so. He's been walking the street with a cooler on wheels selling Tamales for a dollar each or four for $5. My neighbor buys them every time the kid comes around and he highly recommends them. I had conjured up an image of a kid and maybe his mom working hard trying to earn some extra cash. Just today a pretty nice looking Mitsubish Eclipse pulled up to my neighbors house and out jumped this kid hawking his tamales. It kind of ruined the illusion I had created.

Very much the same.

I'm up early with one of the little guys this morning and I'm noticing that already we are not very different. He like to have his milk first thing in the morning and he's grumpy until he gets it. I like to have my coffee and I'm grumpy until I get it. He's captivated by the auto retractable power cord on the vacuum cleaner. I get it, who wouldn't be.

Burning Man?!?!?

So apparently the CEO is going to go to Burning Man. Yes if you haven't heard it yet it is true, she's going to be leaving me and the kids behind and going on a solo adventure. I'm excited for her but perhaps more nervous for myself. I keep saying that now I'll know what it is like when I go on business trips. The major differences being that she won't be on business and her accommodations will be a lot less luxurious. There is still a lot to do for her to get ready and there is so little time. At the moment our nights are tied up putting kids to bed and then working on making half a dozen or more Ugly Dolls for The Kid's upcoming Ugly Doll themed birthday party.

Currently life seems to be made up of negative time. I just need to get some simple stuff done like buying some underwear. It seems so trivial but when am I ever out shopping for myself. Ahhh, never. Oh yeah I need socks too. How do we ever get anything done around here. I'm amazed that we can even put dinner on the table most nights. OK I'm starting to exaggerate and ramble but perhaps I'm getting prematurely anxious about the CEO's departure.

Wish us all luck.......

I'm so caught up with all this Burning Man stuff I forgot to mention the most important event of this past week. The Kid broke her arm, well it's not offically broken nor is it offically not broken. They can't seem to tell for sure but she's in a lot of pain and is wearing a half cast that is supported by wrap. The poor little thing. She's actually being a great sport.

Blogging?

I've been contemplating retiring Tony-C.blogspot.com. I'd like to maybe start a new type of blog. The second after I had that thought I realized that I didn't need to retire this blog I just needed to make a fresh start and start trying something different. Hmmm.... What shall it be? More to come (or not).

Here's one of the reasons I need to reinvigorate my blog:

At this rate I'll hit zero by 2011 at best!

Green thumb.

I do have to admit that they did look like strange beets but beets is what we planted along with carrots and lettuce. Since carrots and lettuce were growing those other plants had to be beets. I lovingly watered them daily and removed the weeds from the garden so they could grow. Then one day I saw my neighbors beets and they looked nothing like mine. Must be a different variety I thought. Just to be sure I pulled one out. Well it was not a beet at all just a big healthy weed. Some of the healthiest ones must have been well over two feet tall. The first foray into gardening has been interesting...

Brothers.

I always had heard that some of the worst fights were between brothers. I just didn't expect it to be happening so soon. I left the boys alone for a moment as I tried to setup a movie for the girls, while doing that I heard a thunk and then immediately after came the screaming and crying. I raced up stairs to find the little bear on his knees with a big smile on his face as he happily watched his little brother scream. As I got closer I soon realized that the little guy had a massive fat lip and a small welt on the side of his face. I removed the little bear from the scene and comforted the little guy. As things calmed down I made an inspection of the scene and found a 6 inch long cylindrical wooden block with a small splat of blood on it. Unbelievable.....