Nothing to do?

Host Super bowl party (favorite holiday)
Party with my best friend for his birthday
Participate somehow in my daughters Prom
Valentines day with my sweetie
Take my daughter to San Francisco for her 18th bday
Get crazy in Reno for my bachelor party
Get drunk and celebrate my brothers birthday
Attend a party in our honor
Get married and throw a big bash
My daughters graduation including a party

These are the significant things that are coming up in my life. 10 things in the next 4 months. WOW, no wonder my sweetie told me (in her sweet voice) "If you don't settle down you are going to have a heart attack". I am afraid she may be right. I will try to settle down. Despite all this stress I am still happy. Oh the power of love. Like a fat kid loves chocolate cake, I love my life.

In a rush?!

As I took my daughter to school this morning I was amazed at how everyone around me was in a rush. Jackasses jockeying for position, cutting people off all in a hurry to get to work? Well I for one am never in a hurry to get to work. Don't get me wrong. I love my job and what I do but I don't think RUSH is the word I would use when describing my method of getting to work. This led me to think about why I wasn't in a rush. It seems to me, now that I think of it, that I try never to be in this rush. Did I apply this same thinking to my life and did this contribute to me waiting so long to get married to my sweetie?

Well as I continued my commute I pondered this some more and this is what I came up with. I guess I have always believed there would be more time for me to do everything I needed to get done. What if I am wrong about how much time I have left? Well I am sure everyone thinks of that possibility. At any rate I am glad that my wedding is soon. As it gets closer I am starting to let go of my fears always thinking of the words my sweetie once told me "With us being married it will only get better". YEAH RIGHT. How could it get better! Its damn good now. She was a saleswoman trying to sell me the concept of marriage and I wasn't buying it. I was like the guy at Costco who loves all the food samples but never buys anything. She could have told me anything to try to convince me that marriage would make our life better but I wasn't buying it. Why? I think I thought I had more time. Now that I am in the middle of planning (which in the beginning I said I wanted no part of) I am seeing the wonderful life we will share. Last night we went over to a friends house to sign some documents and he had a guy working for him. We started to talk to this guy and found out he has been engaged for 4 years. As looked at that guy and listened to his story I was really happy that I wasn't that guy. Engaged for 4 years...WOW. I think that at that moment I saw what a shmuck this guy was for doing that to his girl. I also thought of what I shmuck I was for waiting so long. I think that last night I felt bad for making this wonderful woman wait for 7 long years but on the positive side I didn't get engaged and make her wait 4 years.

I don't think that getting married will make me get in a rush but I will certainly look at ways to make our lives better and not hesitate to make that move. Maybe I don't have a lot of time.

During this entire commute I was listening to songs to try to find the perfect wedding song (more about this task later). Although I didn't find one I did run across 2 great songs by Damien Rice "Delicate" and "Volcano".

The start of a wonder life!

A few weeks ago I proposed to my girlfriend of 7 years. So I was reading my buddies blog and decided I should blog just to get some thoughts out that are dancing in my head about the pending nuptuals. I kinda feel like Doogie Howser. At any rate these are the stories. Some names may be changed to protect the innocent.

So I proposed on December 18th. Then we went from there right to a wedding date of April 22nd. I suppose my sweetie wants to be sure I dont change my mind. HAHA. I wont!! I love this woman. Check this. I have been divorced for 12 years and have loved every bit of my singleness. Not to say I didnt like being married. Good news is that my ex and I remain great friends. I use to believe it was for our daughter but truth be told I no longer think that. I now believe it is based on much more than that.

Anyways I meet this wonderful woman and she has done what many before her have tried to do, get this guy to commit. HA! She did it. How you ask? A few different ways. One of her great traits is to punk me out subtly and make me like it. WOW. Before I know it I have been punked. Thats talent. I think I really like the way she allows me to be me even though we are an us. So all this time I was single I thought I was a whole but in fact I wasnt. I needed her. Was I too stupid to realize it? I am stubborn at times. Well now I know better. I think I was single for so long I actually made myself believe I was whole. When we set a date (punked) I was all worked up. To the point where I had a meltdown. I had to analyze why that happened. Was it her, was it just me, was it fear? No...I think it was the thought of having yet another set of things to do. As if I dont already have enough to worry about. She made me feel better by telling me she would handle it all except write the checks (I usually handle everything, I feel like our household quaterback, calling plays telling my family what to do).

Today she is at a bridal fashion show. She is happier than a clam. I didnt believe our life could have gotten better but it has. Right now I feel happy!! I have other task that stress me but this isnt one of them. That may change tomorrow.

One last thought for the day. I love music and relate life to songs. I can hear a word and it automatically turns my mental juke box on and takes me to a song in my database. Its like I have an iPod in my head. I always make fun of my brother because he does the same thing. I call it the best radio station on the planet, you can listen to any song any time, inturrupt that song that was playing for a better song. Catchy tunes are a must or they get switched out rapidly. My point to this? I was at the local watering hole last night and heard this song that made me think of my sweetie. Not because of the words exactly but the way Lennon sings it. He gives a feeling of love and admiration for the girl. The kind girl that you see and makes you sigh. Check it out "Girl" by the Beatles. 01/14/06