Ray of Hope

it is amazing what you can look forward to and have a ray of hope that your situation might get better. I had a person call me this past Wednesday and was wanting to know if I would be interested in a Plant Managers job. The person currently in this position is going back to England and they need someone. Only problem with the job is, it is located in Statesville rather than where I would want it to be, but to get out from under the ultra micro management, Vann Vann the window profile Man, and all the bad history here would be a blessing. Maybe I could actually run my job again as Im suppose to. Well, at least it has given me something to look forward. I would love for all readers to come sit in this chair for one month. You would find yourself going to the bathroom to shit at least 3 times a day because that is about as exciting as it gets. You will pace the floor saying I need to do this or I need to do that, but knowing you have to go ask for everything you do and if it does not happen then so what, well, it really motivates you. Hope this new thing has something promising.

Nut Case

I think I need some help with my brain, but Im at the explosion point. There is a country song something like I feel. I hate my job, I hate my life, but I cant say I hate my wife because she is the only bright spot I have. All my good buddies live 4 1/2 hours away and it is just not economical to just trout down there everytime I get home sick. Have you ever been at a point where you feel this way inside? You cant find pleasure in a damn thing you do and dont really care if you do anything at all. Cinda said I was depressed and I guess I am, but SHIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Im bored. Some people find confort in Jesus, but I have prayed and begged to find reason to being up here in this forsaken country and never get an answer, so I have given up on that stuff. I have this nice house that I could not sale if I had to right now. I just dont know, I just dont know. WTF lets go home and start the same shirt tomorrow. Bye

Does Not Matter

Does it matter what we think anymore or want? We have a dumb ass- half black- half ass- for president of the United States. This ass whip is going to ram a Socialized Health Care system down our throats, he is going to increase energy cost by 45% so we can be green while the rest of the world says fuck you Obama and your green ass. He does not listen to the majority of what Americans think, oh excuse me for thinking out of the box, he is a minority so it does not matter what the majority wants, it is all about me and if I dont get it I will play the black trump card and shout America is racial. Well it does not matter, because since the beginning of time there has been discrimination and everything in our world is not equal. Its called survival of the fitest and food chain. I sound like a racial ass hole on the blog and Im sure if fat ass Ophra got this she would have a field day, but in reality I am not. Im a strong believer in the American way which is a true Democratic Society. Majority rules, you live by the laws of the land set forth by your forefathers, but thats what I truley believe in TOTAL EQUALITY damn it, no matter of color, it is the stongest and smartest will prevail. If you cant cut the mustard then you just dont get to eat. We can not continue to feed the country with tax dollars, supply free medical care, and pay for you to have babies and go on Murray. We need to bring industry back into the country and say piss on you and your global economy. We have more people standing in line with there hand out that we do working (which is not their fault they are just victim of the situation) it is our leaders who have sold us down the road for the mighty $$$$ and the stock holders.

Ok Im off my political soap box now, but we need people in office with a set of balls and hair on their ass and send the lawyers to a long vacation in South America for about 50 years.

Bestest Vacation

Just got back in from Pawleys Island where Cinda and I got to spend 10 wonderful days in the place I love the best. Jason, Sharon, Shelley, and Paul got to come down and share the July 4th stuff with us. The parade and then the fireworks and a little Ten Toes Up action. They left Sunday then two of our Mooresville neighbors got to come down. Their first time at Pawleys and they fell in love with it, but of course who would not. I got to spend 10 days with my Pawleys friends and do things with them. Ned took us out to play golf and it was the first time I played golf in 9 years. I was rather pleased at how well I hit the ball. Cinda and I had a few days to just hang out on the beach by ourself. Got to spent time with her talking about our wish list and other dreams we had. Funny to find out that we both share the same dream and that is to move back to Pawleys Island. We just really miss our friends = Matt & DeAnna, Steve & Steve, Mickey, Os, Ned & Carol, Myria & Andy, bartender Bill, Hector & Anna, and all the other gang that hangs out at the Street. The bottom line is the beach is nice but the friends are nicer. We dont have that in Mooresville because everyone here seams to have their own agenda, kids, ball games, planting bushes, digging holes,, planting gardens, but never time to just hang out have a beer and shoot the shit. The ironic things is, the house that Cinda and I rented at PI is for sale. I offered the bitch $185000 for the house and she would not take it. Now she has it for sale for $175,000. Wish I could buy the thing but I have this anchor around my next in Mooresville. To be honest, I think the best thing to do it is just rent and never buy. That way you can move when you get ready. Now we are back safe and sound and wondering what is next. I prayed to God last night (as I have 100,000 times) to show me the reason Im here in this town and still dont have my answer. Carzy aint it

The Parents Influence

Anyone who reads this as a parent, please dont under estimate the influence you have over your childrens behavior for the rest of their life. When I was a kid of only 6 til I got to be 18 and moved out of the house I got told, what you want does not matter, that is stupid, you dont know anything, you just think your important, if it was not for you I would have done other things in my life but it is my responsibility to provide you a home. Now how would you like to have come up with those comments from parents who got married when they were 17 and 14. Never went to school and just worked in a factory until they retired? Not taking anything away from them, because they are my parents and I love them, but who was really the stupid ones in this situation? Now to this day at age 55, Im still stupid, What I wanted in life is not important, and a new one - you think your so smart just because you have been to College and your a Plant Manager. When I get around them I see how they turn negative and bitter. Somewhere down the road of life I have done something that they think I should not have done or I just dont show them appreciation like I should. Yes I rebelled against this type of treatment when I was coming up, who would not, but the way this influenced me has still profound affects today at age 55.

When I first got married I did not know how to show affection to Cinda because for 19 years I had put up the steel guard to protect myself and my feelings. When anyone who disagree with me, up went that wall and I would shut down. Now try being a newlywed and establishing a home with a wonderful wife and she gets that treatment. It would happen before I knew it and it took her love and years of it to help me through this, but I thank God for her.

At work I would bust my ass to try to please the management and as usual when they would disagree with me or show disappointment I would fly all to hell and take it personal. I had to work through that also.

My point is, please be careful what you say or do when you have those children. God gives us the promise that for everything bad that happens to us, He can take it and make something positive out of it if we let Him. This past month at my son's wedding he gave me a card and on this card it said, "if Im half as good a husband to Sharon as you were a dad to me then everything will be great in our life". When I read that card I just busted into tears and almost have now typing this blog. As a result of my raising I gave my children an opinion, I gave them the option to make mistakes and not call them stupid but stand behind them and help them. I did everything I could to spend time with them at ball games, camps, band concerts, cheerleading practice and what ever else they decide to do. I told them both to dream and follow those dreams. Who knows, you might be the next famous person but you would never know if you dont give it shot. At the same time I had rules and guidelines and they followed those also.

Just love your kids and even when they are 55 still love and support them and never make them feel like they owe it you. That card was all the payment I needed for all those year and pleasure my children have given me. They are truely a blessing.

The Bachelor's Party Again

Well, I hit the wrong damn key and dont know how to delete it, but lets try this again. We went to Pawleys Island for Jason's Bachelor Party weekend. Man was it fun and it sure was nice to get to hang out there. About 12 of his buddy's came down for it and Matt, Os, Steve, Jay, Courtney, Fred, and Ned from Pawleys particpated also. What ment the most to me was #1, being the Best Man in the wedding so I got to go, #2, my son feels totally comfortable with me being around his friends in that type of atmosphere, #3, my buds from Pawleys wanting to particpate in it as well. Matt brought over 6 bottles of various liquors for all of us and even spent 2 nights in the condo on the sofa bed. Now it is nice having friends like that !!!! As usual we drank to much and did not sleep enough, but hell it is Pawleys Island and my son only gets married once (at least on my ticket). You would never find anything like that up here in Mooresville, NC. We get to go back during the week of July 4th and I am so ready for that. All of the guys who came down from Charlotte and Atlanta said to me, "NOW I KNOW WHY YOU TALK SO MUCH ABOUT PAWLEYS ISLAND & THE PEOPLE HERE" they fell in love with it just as I have. They were not as impressed with Easy Street as I had built it up but thats because there was no young girls hanging out there. They liked the bar and the especially Heather, but they wanted more female action and it is not like it was in the old days. We went to the Hot Fish Club and that place was full of their desires. At my age 6 beers and a 30 year old would put me back in MUSC @ Charleston again. Be as usual all things had to come to an end and Im back here wasting my days away and bored out of my freaking mind. Ok lets dont spoil the blog with all that BS.

The Bachelor's Party