My 80's girl

     It can be a blessing or a curse to have 'too much time on your hands'.  Did that old 80's song "Too much time on my hands" just pop into your head ? If so your probably a child of the 80s like me.  Before we even married, my wife nicknamed herself "80's girl".  She is so nostalgic about that time in her life.  Her observations or comments always seem to relate to the 80's somehow.  It can be annoying at times but also cute. Her 80's memory when it comes to music or movies is 2nd to none, so much so that friends will call or text her with 80's trivia or questions. Things they're trying to remember like what year a movie was playing in theaters or the title or year of a pop song.  It's not uncommon for someone to ask "what was the name of the group that sang this song?" She is rarely stumped. Do you know how many 80's CD's, books, and movies she has? Well probably almost all of them. She always seems to get more for her collection on holidays or birthdays.  So it's probably better to get her a gift card rather than try to attempt to get her a movie or some music from that era because chances are she already has it.

     Her obsession with the 80's almost rivals my Prince fanaticism!  Umm, I'll write about that another day. There is a lot more to it than people realize. Now getting back to my 80's girl.  She always seems to look back at that era as the "good ol'days" or "the best years of her life", which isn't true because her best years happened after she met me. Smiley face.  Sometimes the "80's girl" part of her really does get on my nerves but most of the time it warms my heart and reminds me that she is unique in so many ways--this just happens to be one of the more notable.  I would never refer to myself as an "80's boy" (err gag me with a spoon), but I do love my 80's girl. 

Hog with a blog

1. So the purpose of this blog is to practice writing. I planned to write something almost everyday, not necessarily on the blog, maybe just by putting pen to paper. Well it’s not going very well so far because this is only the 2nd time I’ve written since my last blog. I am hardly home because I work a lot. This week alone I put in 63 hours! Now this is the total between my full time and part time job. I also spend a lot of time in my car driving to and from work.
2. Currently I am writing on my IPad and it’s not very user friendly as far as typing and spacing goes. Ok this blog is boring so far, but keep reading because you never know what I might say. I am very opinionated but usually keep them to myself so as not to offend. Have you ever met someone who is easily offended and takes almost everything personal even if it doesn’t apply to them? I don’t get how someone could be so sensitive and get upset so easily over things especially if not directed towards them. To me it means they’re either unsure about themselves and who they are as a person or just like to complain and whine about anything.
3. So I am calling this entry “Hog with a blog”. I got the idea from that kids show “dog with a blog” which I’ve only seen clips of. But from what I see it’s narrated by a dog but I’m not sure if he really has a blog. This reminds me, I hate movies or shows with talking animals—it just does nothing for me even if it’s supposed to be funny I usually just roll my eyes. Maybe because I’m not much of an animal person. Never owned a dog and cats creep me out, not to mention that animals just smell —in general. I hope you over sensitive animal lovers aren’t offended.
4. Now back to the “Hog with a blog” idea. I do consider myself a former hog. What I mean by that is I used to eat a lot and I’ve been over weight most of my life—like a big fat hog! I lived in fast food drive thru lines and once I started eating I couldn’t stop. Then if my kids didn’t finish they’re food I made sure to gobble it up too. Damn I love food. My weight peaked at 350lbs and that was back when I was 29 years old. From then until now ( I am 43) my weight has fluctuated between 350 down to 270. Shit, I’ve been a fatass most of my life and it does suck. You chubsters out there know what I’m talking about!
5. So on August 7, 2013 I had a weight loss surgery called a “sleeve” procedure. The surgery removed 3/4 of my stomach to prevent me from eating so much. If you want to know more about it send me a message or google it. Actually, here is a link to the bariatic physicians group that helped me. http://www.bmioftexas.com/default
6. Do you hate when people text you or post a question on Facebook that could easily be answered if they googled it? It really irks me that they have a device of some kind with internet access and instead of googling they post it or text or tweet or whatever. WTF? Google it dumbass! Well I’m gonna wrap this up because I’m hungry! Just joking, but my back is killing me at the moment from sitting. I thought losing weight would help that but I guess anyone can have a back issue-big or small. I’ve lost 100lbs since my surgery and hope to lose about 30 more. While I agree that the type of person your are on the 'inside' (your heart/mind) matters more than your phsical stature, losing weight definitely helps in so many ways. Of course, your more healthy and able to do more things phsically, but also it can give you more confidence in yourself to do things you might have not attempted. Like writing this blog. Strange but true. I’m going to try and post a before and after picture with this to show how this fatty is now a hottie! I'm just kidding, I am far from a hottie. But some do call me Toddy. (lame, I know). --Until next time--
7. side note--( I copy and pasted this blog from my old blog site and those numbers on the side appeared and I cant figure out how to erase them, sorry--I am not a pro as you can see.)

Holy Shite!! Im writing. (THIS IS THE BEGINNING)

 I used to write all the time as a teenager and into my 20's.  I was also inspired and so damn creative, I was certain I would become a writer of some kind. It was in me. It was me. WAS, being the primary word. I havent written anything for almost 15 years. I stopped and never tried again until now
Sure, there were times that I thought about or even started to write a few words, but I just couldnt think of what to put down on paper.

Sometimes when I'm working, driving, or working out on the eliptical machine I get these ideas and outlines of stories in my head.Then I do nothing with them and eventually forget them. Why did I stop?  It was my dream to be a writer , and I got sidetracked and pointed into a totally different directon in life. And I just kept going into that great abyss of life. Having a child, getting married, working, having more children, and working at jobs I didnt get any satisfaction from. No sense of accomplishment like I think I would have from writing and being creative. I need the outlet of creating or making something out of nothing. Coming up with phrases, verbs, nouns, or just plain crazy thoughts put down on paper. So, Im going to venture back into writing, somehow --someway, I will just write and try to get back on the path I was meant to be on.
 I want to stop right now, stop typing this very paragraph. Now, just want to quit and go watch TV or do something else, anything just to avoid writing because of one thing.  That one thing that stops so many people from doing so many things in life. FEAR.

     FEAR has screwed with my head and life ever since I left high school and moved away from my hometown.  Back then I was fearless and didnt care...FUDGEPACKER!  Didnt want to use the F word just now outta fear.. fear my kids may read this one day. Im laughing to myself right now...Fear is popping its ugly head up again. Fear my image will get tarnished and the kids will think of their dad in a negative way.  My image seems so important to me. Not just my image with my kids, but with my family in general.

Ive always played the role of the responsible son, brother, father, husband...etc.  Get what Im saying?  We all play these roles and get stuck in them and stop being who we are or thought we were. Ugh, I want to stop writing again. Im just typing away right now, not even thinking of my  next sentence or word. I remember in high school or college , I think they call it something. I cant remember what. My memory is getting so bad, so it seems. My brain is like an old computer on dial up ,, Trying to retrieve information and taking a long long time or not locating it at all.  Im in constant "clockin" mode!  

     Okay, my back is freakin killing me right now. I mean burning!! The left lower always gives me problems..every day..and my doctor tells me maybe I need a new bed then gives me some pain pills. Obamacare has nothing to do with this, before someone says "damn obamacare", I'm smiling
as I type that. Funny right. I am trying my damnest no to use LOL. Tired of that acronym. It is so played out, people need to boycott it. Seriously."LOL" is so lame, it pisses me off sometimes, even though Im guilty of it too. Lol.  Then we have to put a damn smiley face or winking face afterwards.

  God have mercy on our society and all the facebook and social media conquering our childrens brains. Hell, conquering all of our brains. I barely actually SPEAK to people , its all text,facebook,twitter,emai,etc.. You know what Im saying.kids, dont you?
So I'm gonna stop right now. Stopping for a day is not a failure, But I stopped for over 15 years...EPIC FAIL as they say these days. LOL :-)