Sometimes you get a clue when you least expect it...

Someone said something to me today that made me sit back and reflect on how AWESOME my wife is..

I was getting a cup of coffee at work and was chatting with a colleague (wifey.. you will love who said this) and he asked me how my wife is doing. I said.. "she is doing well. She's working part time at the hospital.. her cookie biz is doing well and the rest of her time is all AVA 24/7.

He looked at me and said.. "tell me, why did she marry you again?"

At first I just laughed..because this guy loves to break my stones.. but then I really thought about it..

If my wife married me thinking I would be wildly successful, ensure financial stability, fill the house with lots of Tornetta's.. etc... She really got a raw deal.

I come home from work everyday thinking.. "man, Im tired.. boy.. all the work I do really stresses me out".. mean while.. my wife is probably on her 4th load of laundry, she has dinner in the oven, a cookie order on the cell phone and my daughter tugging at her shirt begging for her attention. My wiofe spends countless nights up past 11pm working on her cookie orders that need to be delivered the next day.. sometimes she does this knowing she has to be up at 6am to head to The Hospital to work with the crazies.

On the weekends she often cleans the house and never asks me for help.. knowing full well that she would rather be doing 101 other things other than cleaning the bathroom.
If she is not taking care of me and Ava.. she is at her parents house helping them, or she is watching one of her nieces, or she is off doing something else for someone else other than herself (say that 5x fast).

I guess what Im saying is.. I am certainly not up for Husband of the year.. but I am truly the one who lucked out when my wife said I do. It was perhaps the biggest sale I have ever made in my career of being a sales guy.

I love you Honey.. and thank you for saying "I do"

PS. Im going out with the boys tonight.. I'll be home after I get shit-faced and find my keys.

Facebook through the eyes of Max

Im sitting here staring at my puter screen. It's 12:31am and I should be in bed.

Im not tired though..but yet I know Im going to hate getting up in the morning. Im not happy..but Im not in a bad way either.. Im just .. here.

Im sitting here thinking about my life and how I got to where I am.. how I became who I am.. and it's interesting to say the least. In some odd, goofy kind of way.. I think Facebook brings this shit out of me.

I just heard a little cough in the room upstairs.. it's Ava.. my 4 year old daughter. The love of my life.. the reason I worry, the reason I work and often times the reason I find true joy in life.

Oh..whats that.. I just heard a stomach gurgle next to me.. it's my cat.. Bella. Ahh..the opposite end of the specturm.. the bane of my existence. How this cat is still alive, I have no idea. She should be pushing up daisies by now..hell, I have tried hard enough to make that happen over the years.

There was the time I locked her out of the house in CA..hoping the Coyotes would have her as a midnight snack. Of course, she has 9 lives and burned one that night.

There was the time I "accidentally" knocked her off the second floor balcony wall in our CA pad.. 7 lives left. Lets not forget the time I was brushing my teeth and she stuck her nastly little feline turd cutter in my face while trying to drink from the faucet. I think she still has some hair caught in the Air Condition vent from when I launched her across the hall. Can I get a 6 ?

Anyway.. I digress.. Where was I?
Oh, oh.. yeah.. Facebook is the genesis of all things pure in social networking. Today I heard that Myspace had to kick out 90,000 subscribers.. you know why? Because they were Sex offenders. I always hated that God Damned site. Too many kids and obviously too many predators.

FB has enabled me to reconnect with special people. I find myself talking to friends I have seen since grade school. Some of which I have already removed from my network. It was cool to see that they are alive and doing seemingly well, but If I didn't talk with them much in school..what are the chances that they would talk with me now?

What's most amazing to me about FB so far .. is the ability it grants me to keep in touch with my FAMILY and closest friends. People that I shouldn't NEED a site like this to link with.. are now closer to me than they would otherwise.

Recently I found a long lost cousin. I haven't laid eyes on her since she was almost my daughters age. Now I find that she is a beautiful adult and her sister is equally as beautiful. We have already exchanged notes about possibly meeting up in person. I can honestly say..with out FB..that may not have happened.

FB allows me to get a real-time look at how the people I care a bout are feeling, looking, doing, thinking and what they are experiencing.. and I gotta tell you.. that is awesome.

My friend Erika.. Erika, Erika, Erika.. do you remember the day you first told me about FB? I think I made some wise ass remark about how I hate those newfangled social networking sites..bla bla bla.. Well look at me now ! Hell, I even have a Blog !

I think I have managed to convert 43 people so far. Including my Mom & Dad.

Now.. just like any good thing.. it has it's drawbacks. For one, FB is like CRACK! It's addictive as anything you can imagine.

Mafia Wars? What is it? It's just 1's and 0's in a litteral sense..but it's also like a pile of bananas to a starving monkey.. I can't stay away from it.

You also have network stalkers too.. you know what Im talking about.. everyone has some.. You know..those people you invite into your network..or those that invite you.. and you are too "nice" to kick em out. You don't want to hurt their feelings.. so you tolerate them poking around your wall and posting annoying comments to everything you post up... (I wonder for how many people I FIT that mold).

Then there is the gray hair spawning people you have in your network.. like your younger siblings or family members that are out living it up like you did when you were in your teens and 20's. Sure.. you want to stay in touch with them.. but Good Lord.. you don't want to see them kissing strangers in their profile pics.. or passed out drunk.. or showing parts of their body that you saw when you were changing diapers for them...

But again.. it's like monkies and bananas.. you can't resist.. (by the way..do monkies really like bananas?)

Anywho.. back to reality.. it's now 12:57am and my lovely wife is no doubt bear hugging all the blankets by now. She'll be in the middle of the bed and I will be relegated to a postage stamp sized corner of the mattress if I don't want to wake her... and I DON'T... trust me.. Looks can't kill..but they leave scars.. nasty ones..

Thank you all for reading my babble.. until next time...