Friday, June 25, 2010

They're All Gone...

Frederick H. Boettner, June 19, 1919 - November 5, 1998
Mary Joan King, July 27, 1930 - September 22, 2003
Dorothy Mae Boettner, October 26, 1925 - October 6, 2007
William H. King, October 28, 1926 - March 26, 2009

Those are my grandparents in order of the day that they died.

It's a little depressing for me, but the other day at work I thought of something that reminded me of my Grampa Boettner and that led me to think about my other grandparents.

Good memories, each and every last one of them, but then it hit me all of a sudden and I said out loud (to myself), "They're all gone..."

Obviously, it made me pretty sad and it seemed so surreal I can't explain it.

I had always had my grandparents and I loved them so much, it was just shocking that my brain had just realized they were all dead now.  I was a pall bearer for each of them (among many others, my family likes to drop like flies from time to time).

It was hard to have that all hit me at once.  I mean I knew they were all passed on, but I had never really thought about it as a whole like that before.

So for anyone out there that has lost a grandparent and they were a big part of your life and you miss them like I miss mine, I'll say a prayer for them because I know I would want one said for mine.

Never forget them.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Benedict Arnold?

I am, admittedly, not a big soccer fan.  I actually find soccer a little boring and my watching of soccer is relegated to huge matches (Olympics, World Cup, etc).

That being said, I believe the World Cup should be just like the Olympics and you should be rooting for your country or adopted country.

Like me? Born in the good ole United States of America.  Guess who my rooting interest lies with? That's right, big surprise, the USA.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Guilty Pleasures

Everyone does or likes something that they probably shouldn't, either because it's something that is universally panned or it's not deemed appropriate to your gender, race, or what have you.

I have thought about this and I have (in no particular order) compiled a little list of my own, personal guilty pleasures.

The list may be short to some, but trust me there's probably more!

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Yoga Flame!

As much as I love me some Street Fighter, this post isn't about the game or Dhalsim (the character that says the title of this post as one of his patented lines). I just wanted a good title and that was the best I could come up with!!

This past weekend I was able to have my first fire of the summer. I suppose I could have had one before this weekend, but it just didn't happen for some reason.

To say I was excited was an understatement. I had talked with my wife the entire week leading up to that weekends events and the thing I was most anticipating was the fire. I told her repeatedly how excited I was to burn things (in the most non serial killer way possible).

On Sunday I ate, drank, and had a great time. It's always nice to spend the afternoon with friends and family talking over food and drink. It's relaxing and fun, I really did enjoy the day very much. I had told my wife that morning that I would not be drinking much during the day so that I could have my fire and not just set myself on fire. I chose to watch the fire and to not actually BE the fire.