As the years have begun to accumulate and my age becomes easier to track by the grayness in my beard and the creaks in my bones. I have become aware of how short of a year really is. It is the last day in the year of our Lord two thousand and thirteen.
My kids have each advanced another year in age and although it was not a year of particular repute it was still none the less memorable. I got to see my son play his first hockey game. Spent the month of December at home which meant I was able to spend time with my three year old daughter during the day while the boys and the oldest daughter were in school.
I started this blog so I would have a way of not only getting my own thoughts out but also to leave a written accord of my trials and lifes journey for my kids to someday read. Then there is the book I've started which is better than the first book I started and hopefully I will finish it. whether or not it sees the light of day is another matter altogether.
Professionally I was eschewed and impugned. But in the end it was probably for the better. My travels again sent me to the deep south of Arkansas and Louisiana and Texas. I garnered no new skills but did manage to sharpen the ones I do have.
My wife and I saw the passing of 10 years of marriage go by with 11 just around the corner.
You know I must say I do not find the yearly accounting of ones life to be all that interesting to me. So I can assume no one would find this one to be all that interesting either.
On Sunday I will begin the juggernaut of travel take flight again. I will return to the scene of the crime. Which is Dallas Tx.
Mostly this entry is a lot to do about nothing really more of just an exercise for me to get the ink rolling through my fingers. For the last couple of weeks I have been writing a book. And because of the public nature of this blog I am not at liberty to divulge the details of what it is all about.
The clock sits at 11:30. Which means the end of the year is imminent. What will 2014 bring? who is to say other than the blessing of another year. I hope many things this year not the least of which is to be a better father and husband. To trim down and be little healthier.
The Year of the Pen is a good title and a better indication of where it is I am striving for.
Oh the other thing that came to pass this year is my new found fondness for red blended wine. Or the Malbec wines.
I will say this I am ready for winter to pass and summer to return I am already tired of the below 0 temperatures and the snow and wind.
Rickets I have the hiccups and have had them all day. I can't seem to get rid of them! The worst thing about the hiccups is not trying to get rid of them but rather trying to figure out how you got them in the first place.
Oh well since this post was nothing more than an empty attempt to get one last blog in before the stroke of midnight and i have a good 15 minutes to go before the gong of a new year I will sign off for now so that I can go and corner the missus and bring in the new year good and proper. Nothing worse than to start off a new year bollocked.
So a toast to a new year with new blogs and new things. Out with the trash of yesterday and in with what is to be garbage tomorrow.