This is the woman I love, and why. (see, got a little choked up right there.)
...and that's why I love you, Beautiful. Thank you for everything that you do for me. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Why We're Better Together.
I was thinking about writing out a great heartfelt post about why I love the woman I'm about to marry in 4 days, filled with emotion, love, and happiness...I can't. I will become an idiot in front of the computer in need of massive amounts of kleenex. In order to avoid this I have put together a picture montage of the last few years of us. Enjoy. Laugh. Save them to your desktop. This is us, Jen and Kory.
This is the woman I love, and why. (see, got a little choked up right there.)
...and that's why I love you, Beautiful. Thank you for everything that you do for me. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
This is the woman I love, and why. (see, got a little choked up right there.)
...and that's why I love you, Beautiful. Thank you for everything that you do for me. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Yeeeahhh...
Some say that if you have bad luck then its better then not having any luck at all...I would like to kick those people in the teeth. My boss called me into her office on Friday afternoon and told me that "...although you will still be employed by the school district, you will just not be at this campus next year, due to budget cuts."
When it rains it pours. So now I have to do one of two things, really concentrate on getting my application into the Los Angeles County Probation Department, or wait and see where the hell I will be working next year. Chances are that I will loose my awesome "3 months on, 1 month off" gig if I remain with the district and have to go back to a traditional summers off schedule, with a possibility of going to a school where I will have to completely rebuild the discipline department from the ground up.
The good news of course is that I still have a job no matter what. Maybe I'm complaining too much. I just don't want to be the new guy again.
When it rains it pours. So now I have to do one of two things, really concentrate on getting my application into the Los Angeles County Probation Department, or wait and see where the hell I will be working next year. Chances are that I will loose my awesome "3 months on, 1 month off" gig if I remain with the district and have to go back to a traditional summers off schedule, with a possibility of going to a school where I will have to completely rebuild the discipline department from the ground up.
The good news of course is that I still have a job no matter what. Maybe I'm complaining too much. I just don't want to be the new guy again.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Update:
Pops when into the hospital. His immune system has apparently gone to shit and he came down with pneumonia. The good thing is that they caught it early, so once that clears up he will be able to come home.
Speaking of home...
I'm getting married in 23 days. 3 WEEKS! I will be on a plane for Europe in 25 days and be gone for two weeks. My new bride and I will not be moving into a new house or to our old apartment that we have grown to (somewhat) love, we are in fact moving back into my parents house.
With dad out of commission, and only my 65 year old mother there to take care of him, we thought for the meantime it would be good for everyone if we were there to have some in house support. There is a pool to take care of, some gardening, cleaning and cooking, help with the everyday things, plus we can save a little cash in the bank.
Speaking of home...
I'm getting married in 23 days. 3 WEEKS! I will be on a plane for Europe in 25 days and be gone for two weeks. My new bride and I will not be moving into a new house or to our old apartment that we have grown to (somewhat) love, we are in fact moving back into my parents house.
With dad out of commission, and only my 65 year old mother there to take care of him, we thought for the meantime it would be good for everyone if we were there to have some in house support. There is a pool to take care of, some gardening, cleaning and cooking, help with the everyday things, plus we can save a little cash in the bank.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Living Strong...
Most of you know my father, Phil. About 4 or 5 months ago the 70 year old was at the gym doing bench-presses when he hurt his chest. He was in a lot of pain and then he crushed a disk in his spine compensating for the chest pain. Electing to have surgery to reconstruct the disk he went under the knife. The disk was repaired successfully, but while the doctor was constructing the disk, he took a bit of my dad’s bone marrow to do a biopsy on it where to everyone's surprise it came back positive for cancer.
Multiple Myeloma is the name of the beast, and it is taking my father from me. I have watched over the last 4 months my dad become ill, lose weight, and I believe that he has become addicted to the massive amounts of pain killers he has to take just to get through the day. Is only true blissful pain free time is when he is asleep in which he does almost 20 plus hours per day now.
When we talk he has this way about him that if he died today he would miss us all but he knows that it would end the pain he is in. It’s weird, he says that he is not going anywhere for a long time because he needs to see me get married, get to know his new daughter in law, and play with his grandchildren, he says these things but I can see it in his eyes that he is truly indifferent...I don't blame him.
We are currently looking into a few places for treatment, those being U.S.C. and U.C.L.A. Medical Centers and the Mayo Clinic. If anyone has heard of another center please let me know.
I wanted to write this out for a few reasons; one is because I just need to let everyone know what is going on. The second is to help myself. I know I have not been myself lately and for that I truly apologize. For some reason I still keep my feelings all bottled up inside and let them run their course in me. It is not easy to sit back and watch my dad in pain to the point that he wishes he was not here with us anymore, but maybe if I write these things out and share them it will ease my pain somewhat…I do feel better already just typing out these few paragraphs.
The third reason is I wanted to bring the struggle of fighting this disease to my friends, not necessarily shoving it to you, but making you aware of it. Cancer has become personal to me. I no longer can sit on the sideline and tell myself that it is “their” problem anymore. My dad has cancer. If you would like to join the fight here is a place to start, (Livestrong) it only cost $10, give them out to your friends and you will not only help my dad but the millions of others that have cancer as well.
Multiple Myeloma is the name of the beast, and it is taking my father from me. I have watched over the last 4 months my dad become ill, lose weight, and I believe that he has become addicted to the massive amounts of pain killers he has to take just to get through the day. Is only true blissful pain free time is when he is asleep in which he does almost 20 plus hours per day now.
When we talk he has this way about him that if he died today he would miss us all but he knows that it would end the pain he is in. It’s weird, he says that he is not going anywhere for a long time because he needs to see me get married, get to know his new daughter in law, and play with his grandchildren, he says these things but I can see it in his eyes that he is truly indifferent...I don't blame him.
We are currently looking into a few places for treatment, those being U.S.C. and U.C.L.A. Medical Centers and the Mayo Clinic. If anyone has heard of another center please let me know.
I wanted to write this out for a few reasons; one is because I just need to let everyone know what is going on. The second is to help myself. I know I have not been myself lately and for that I truly apologize. For some reason I still keep my feelings all bottled up inside and let them run their course in me. It is not easy to sit back and watch my dad in pain to the point that he wishes he was not here with us anymore, but maybe if I write these things out and share them it will ease my pain somewhat…I do feel better already just typing out these few paragraphs.
The third reason is I wanted to bring the struggle of fighting this disease to my friends, not necessarily shoving it to you, but making you aware of it. Cancer has become personal to me. I no longer can sit on the sideline and tell myself that it is “their” problem anymore. My dad has cancer. If you would like to join the fight here is a place to start, (Livestrong) it only cost $10, give them out to your friends and you will not only help my dad but the millions of others that have cancer as well.
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