Some other quick comments on some recent past posts.
Poker night. We ordered Sardina's. I have not mentioned this place enough. It started as little Italian place on Morena when we were kids. We actually had our first "date" there when I was about 10 and Sharlynn was 12. We split a mini pizza. It has expanded recently, but the quality of the food remains the same---EXCELLENT! From the simple meatball sandwiches to a pasta with fresh mussels, to the exquisite calzones and pizzas, this place is great food, and a great price. We had appetizers of sauteed mushrooms and fried zucchini. An eggplant calzone and a chicken Parmesan calzone, a vegie and a meat pizza, and their antipasto salad is one of the best I have had. It has become very popular of late, since the expansion, and I cannot be happier for their success, as it has been in the same family since it opened.
Another comment--The Martian Child---again, why does the dog have to die? Please, keep the canines alive!!!
Poker night---Emily is looking fantastic. Pregnancy agrees with her fo' shizzle!!
Several friends have recently mentioned the movie Into the Wild to me. They loved it. And they are surprised I really disliked it. I did not like it at all.
Turning 45. I am taking a week off for a mid-life crisis, prior to me turning 45. Somehow, this age is getting to me. Rarely am I concerned about my age, or the age of others, but 45 is gnawing at me a bit, and I do not know why. I am in all likely hood more than halfway past my life span. I probably should be feeling grown up by now. But instead I feel as uncertain in many aspects of life as I ever did. When do I feel like I have a handle on things? When do I feel like career is set? When do I feel complacent? And like I have problems solved? Is this just the conditions of life? Were our parents ever as certain as they seemed to us at the time?
I do not feel uncertain about the choices I have made. The marriage I have, the friends who are close to me. These people I love, they are certain to me. Though
they may not live here anymore, Sharon and Alex, Paul and Wendy, Stella and Yannis, Dan and Norma---they are as dear friends as I could want. And the people who are here, Yvette and Bill, Tandora, Jorge, Janine, Emily and Seth and D'anne and Steven and all the rest. What a joy to have them in my life. And of course my pets, especially the two pooches. I love them so much.
And my friend, my wife. What a waste my life would be without her. I have known Sharlynn since I can remember knowing. We have been friends for 43 years at least, and now married for almost 22. And it still seems like I did not start living until I was with her. And it still seems like she is in a spell that she should be with me, and one day she will wake up and see where she is and say---"What the hell!" LOL!
And so in a mid-life crisis, I am humbled also, by all that I do have.
But 45? C'mon---that is NOT right!!!!!
Monday, June 9, 2008
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And my friend, my wife. What a waste my life would be without her. I have known Sharlynn since I can remember knowing. We have been friends for 43 years at least, and now married for almost 22. And it still seems like I did not start living until I was with her. And it still seems like she is in a spell that she should be with me, and one day she will wake up and see where she is and say---"What the hell!" LOL!
BEAUTIFUL.
Very touching Andrew. And sweet to commit to words. But keep it together old man! We got a bottle of 99 Black Cherries with your name on it waiting for you to be downed as we celebrate the hell outta yer birthday this weekend!!! 45 huh! You're only half way there. Ohhh-whoa! Living on a prayer!
Cheers brother!
ALex
That's right! I cited Bon Jovi on your blog. Get over it. Get on up. Like a sex machine. Get on up.
As my friend Alex has reminded me, I can still drink most of you youngsters under the table. At least for a few more years!
And leave Bon Jovi out of it!!
You know what you need? A visit to Little Darlings!!!
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