Not Much New To Report
I haven't posted in a while, but that's mainly because there's just not that much to say.
Charlie is still doing great with his potty training, although #2 is still a challenge. It will come, though.
Sickness keeps attacking us. Last Saturday was going to be a Daddy and Charlie day at Disney. After Kim left for her girly outing, I started feeling bad. Soon, I felt totally like crap, and knew there was no way I could walk Disney. So, we went to the bouncehouse instead. Charlie had a good time, and I suffered through it.
Kim finally got home at 4:30 p.m., and I told her I was going to take a nap. I woke up the next morning at 8:30 a.m.
We're excited for Halloween. Charlie is going to be an astronaut. He remembers it from last year, and wants to get that candy. He's even memorized the "trick or treat, smell my feet" rhyme.
Work is good. We are definitely tightening out belts, as reservations are down. But, my job really gets busy during tough times.
Other than that, not much exciting. Just waiting to see who our next president will be. Old dude or socialist. Barbie or hairplugs. I try to avoid politics on my blog, but I would just ask everyone to study the candidates, their pasts, their experience and their words. Don't vote for an image or a package. Vote for the person who will best lead the country.
Charlie is still doing great with his potty training, although #2 is still a challenge. It will come, though.
Sickness keeps attacking us. Last Saturday was going to be a Daddy and Charlie day at Disney. After Kim left for her girly outing, I started feeling bad. Soon, I felt totally like crap, and knew there was no way I could walk Disney. So, we went to the bouncehouse instead. Charlie had a good time, and I suffered through it.
Kim finally got home at 4:30 p.m., and I told her I was going to take a nap. I woke up the next morning at 8:30 a.m.
We're excited for Halloween. Charlie is going to be an astronaut. He remembers it from last year, and wants to get that candy. He's even memorized the "trick or treat, smell my feet" rhyme.
Work is good. We are definitely tightening out belts, as reservations are down. But, my job really gets busy during tough times.
Other than that, not much exciting. Just waiting to see who our next president will be. Old dude or socialist. Barbie or hairplugs. I try to avoid politics on my blog, but I would just ask everyone to study the candidates, their pasts, their experience and their words. Don't vote for an image or a package. Vote for the person who will best lead the country.
It's good to get an update. Steve and I are grateful for our job situations, too. When the economy goes south more people go to school and more people skip out on bills - so our industries are pretty safe.
Happy trick or treating!
Posted by
Tracy Crowe Jones |
5:12 PM
It's interesting to me that I've read of more illness befalling your family since you moved to "Heaven's Waiting Room" than I ever did while you were in KC. Maybe you're really all that sunshine has weakened your immune system?
Posted by
Steaming bowl o' Calderone |
9:00 AM
Note to self: read what you wrote before publishing your comment, dummy.
It should have been "Maybe all that sunshine has weakened your immune system?"
Posted by
Steaming bowl o' Calderone |
9:03 AM