Look who's back in town!
Well we made it, all in one piece. Julia and I arrived safely back home yesterday (or was it two days ago?) after a long, crazy trip and I must say it is good to be home. The weather here has been beautiful (it was 78 when we stepped off the plane and it registered 81 here yesterday) and it's so good to feel the sunshine again. Let's dive right in, shall we?
My grandpa has made it! He actually pulled through and is alive and doing, well, OK, which is much better than we all expected. One of the days my dad went up to the hospital and there he was sitting up in bed. He even sat in his chair and took a few steps later in the week. And here I thought I was going up there for a funeral. But the tough ol bastard pulled through and is doing much better. Everyone was in, like cousins too, because well, we really thought this might have been the end for him. But alas, tough as nails, he pulled through. He was so happy to see Julia and it was great to see him sitting up and carrying on. Good stuff and I know he is going to have to do some rehab and stuff but I am just glad he is semi-close to being OK. :)
Julia and I watched Shrek on the way up in the plane and geez, the kid knows every word to the movie (hmmmmmmmm). We walked off the plane and I could feel the coldness already. We had a hard time finding my mom but when we did Julia ran to her and gave her such a big hug and kiss and it was a nice sight. We got in the car and off we went to home, but of course we had to stop for lunch at the mall which turned out to be a two-hour ordeal. Wow, was it COLD. I had that kid bundled up so much I swear she was like the kid from 'A Christmas Story'. It was so good to arrive and just BE HOME, ya know? Julia played with all her toys by the Christmas tree with Grandma and those two were like peas in a pod. I went out Thursday night with my brothers who seem to be doing good, well, as good as can be expected. We had a great time on Thursday night (hell, and Friday night too) and it was good to just chill with them and talk shit and be completely ridiculous, which I am so very good at. Stevie is anxious to get out of town which, well, I don't know if I agree with. I mean, sure, I understand that he doesn't want to be stuck here and that he didn't do all his work to stay in NEPA, but still, him moving away (even just a few hours) worries me because I mean, what if he gets sick? I guess we'll see what happens as I really have no control over it.
On Friday we all went to the mall and Julia got her picture taken with Santa. We spent a good chunk of the day there and I know Julia and Grandma (hell, and me) had a good time in the Disney Store. Julia was so sweet as she got to ring the Salvation Army Christmas Bell they always have there as she gave them a dollar for the 'poor people'. I got to take a nice nap after we got home and headed out with Stevie and Matt again although we couldn't find the Bums game (grrrrrrrrrr!). Saturday was Christmas and Julia loved all her great gifts. We all went out to breakfast which was awesome and then I got to nap again, hell, we all did. Saturday night we went up great-grandma's house and had some fun up there; Julia showing us her ballet. So funny that kid is, bless her heart.
Quick Julia story: so we are on our way home and our flight was through Charlotte. So we are boarding on the second plane and I look down at the tickets and realize that Julia and I are not sitting together. We board and before I even get to our seats, I explain to the stewardess the situation and asked her if I should ask people to move or will they take care of it. She says that we'll wait for everyone to board and then take care of it and for us to stand up there with her. So of course Julia starts talking and the pilot comes out and Julia gets to see the cockpit, and then the stewardess goes to her 'would you like to do my job today?' and she was like 'sure!'. So the stewardess tells Julia that it's now her job to greet the people as they come on the plane. So Julia is saying 'Welcome Aboard!' and waving her little hand to everyone as they are coming on the plane and of course it was priceless! I was BEAMING with pride because everyone put her over and just how cute she was. Made me so proud. So sure enough, they switched people around, Julia and I sat together, and we were up and down and back home within 45 minutes. Nice. :)
So I woke up on Sunday morning and began my trek to meet Sara. We arrived at the same time in our designated spot and I just had a great time with her, she looked great. I really like her and we get along great and had a lot of fun. She is a little bit shorter and a little bit heavier than I expected, but that is neither here nor there. The girl simply ADORES me and well, truth be told, it was probably the best night of sex in my entire life. We were WILD and she was very talented, ahem. We went out shopping to the mall and she bought a pair of very sexy boots (!) and just had a very good time. I wasn't nervous at all and was in a good mood so I was being silly fun sexy guy and she just ate it up. After getting back to the hotel and getting a post-orgasm short nap in, I got all dressed up and we went out for a great dinner and just talked for quite a long time. And then .... well, let's just say that we didn't sleep all night long. Seriously. Yeah, it was that hot. All. Night. Long. She could NOT keep herself off of me (in one way or another), and I wasn't complaining one damn bit. I figured it out and I was up for 34 hours in a row (yikes!). It sucked leaving and she REALLY hated to see me go. I can tell she is a bit clingy but I have already put her in her place twice and I think it is something I can control. She's a great kid, she really is. A very bad girl which of course is right up my alley. We'll see how this all develops but I have my foot on the brake already so hmmmmmmm. :)
How about the Philadelphia Flyers? Not bad at all, huh?! Kicked the holy SHIT out of the gay Penguins last night and I must admit I loved every single minute of it. They beat us every time last year, and so far this year, we have beaten them every single time. Nice. Jeff Carter popped Ryan Malone in the face a good half dozen times, and that pussy Colby Armstrong got his ass beat by Hartnell. A fight-filled emotional game which was fantastic and it was great to squash those assclowns again. Crosby is such a whining pussy and Richards challeneged him to fight but nah, that ain't happening. Nice jobs Bums, keep it up. Oh and speaking of other Philly sports teams, how the hell can you be 7th in the NFL in offense, 10th in defense, and be 5-8? My god. On the brighter side, it's 65 days till the open of spring training and the opener is March 31st. Goooooooo Philly Sports Teams! lol :)
So I get an email from Lori stating that her and Scott broke up on their trip to Colorado. Oh realllllllllly, is that so? (for the full story, just read below) And she also mentioned that it seems like she hasn't 'seen me in forever' and wants to get together soon. Oh reallllllllllllly? Hmmmmmmmmmmm!!!! Actually the three of us (including Mary) might do a Beef's/Brittania uh-oh night on Saturday if they don't go away. We shall see.
Oh -- get this shit. So I am back to work yesterday and am doing paperwork in my office and all of a sudden I hear a big screech outside my window. I am waiting for the ensuing collision sound but instead I hear just a THUD. I race over to the window and I look out and see a sight I will never forget: there is an infant laying in the middle of the road. Without even thinking, I RACE down the 8 flights of steps (I swear I never touched one) and bolted out there. A mom holding her infant child and walking with her 8 year old daughter got popped walking across the street. The mom is bleeding and the 8 year old is going nuts so I tried to console her and tell her that everything is going to be OK. It was a huge commotion and there was a lot of blood although the mom (and the baby) weren't hurt that bad. They took them to the hospital and the security guard informed me that they kept the baby overnight as a precaution after they stitched up the mom. The windshield of the car that hit them was alllllll fucked up and I think the mom popped it with her face, she had a lot of cuts. Well let me tell you, this FREAKED me out. I am not afraid to admit that I got a little upset about it because my god, all I could think of is MY kid getting hit like that. It UPSET me and I had a hard time calming down afterwards. I did see Julia yesterday and it was so good to see her and just give her a big hug after a very emotional and scary experience. They are all going to be OK, but still, that image of the baby lying in the middle of the street will be an image I'll never forget it.
I think that's about it. I'm kinda tired and really didn't sleep well last night as I went to bed wayyyyyyy too late. Oh -- Marilyn texts me last night and tells me she thought about me twice today, once when she heard about Trebek and then when her friend played 'Catch The Wind'. I respond back that I only thought about her twice today as well, which wasn't too bad. Brilliant response, and a truthful one at that. Thinking about it, Marilyn's look combined with Sara's devotion and sexual prowess? Imagine the possibilities! Wow!
OK, back to work. Well, not really.
Remember: These days people seek knowledge, not wisdom. Knowledge is of the past, but wisdom is of the future.
