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Catharsis

catharsis |kəˈθärsis|
noun
1 the process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions.
I know some people don’t like to hear about my weight loss and the other crap that goes on with my life. So I try to keep those pieces to a minimum on the social networks and other things. But today was one of those weird/special/unique moments that make you say “Hmm, maybe this was all worth it…”
To start with, I did my fastest walking mile EVER. 15:27.7. Not sure what caused it, but I was blazing past everyone; the seniors, the gym rats…pretty much everyone out there. Ended up doing my cool down lap backwards. 🙂
Next was the scale. I’ll put the number up here so you get an idea of where I’ve been. Today was 324.4. In January 2008 that number was 474.4. Down 150 pounds from two years, ten months ago. Of course that includes a failed attempt to get a lap band, the idea that I could do this on my own, and then realizing (in my best Fred Sanford voice) “you big dummy…you can’t do this on your own…”.
Third was the large bundle of clothes in the back of my truck. I ended up dumping a large laundry basket of very large clothes. Now don’t get me wrong, I still have to shop in the “Large & Tubby” section and may have to the rest of my life. But I don’t have to buy everything from a certain store anymore. I don’t have to pay an obnoxious amount of money for a pair of jeans.
Now I know about three months ago I was really starting to regret this. The second day after surgery was really f’ing tough. Some people who have had then gas crap I had post surgery said it was “worse than labor”. But today, now that I have lost 82 lbs since surgery, 150 since I started this mess, and a ton of clothes out the door….it’s starting to look like it was worth it.

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Nathan is on what is “officially” the worst team in his age group. They won one game during the entire regular season. They had a hard time pitching, catching, hitting…pretty much everything across the board. But as the season went on, the bats started hitting. The fielding got much better. And they honestly became a better TEAM.
So, double elimination playoffs begin. Being the worst team, they got the tough draw. They played their hearts out on Tuesday and beat Rotary. It was a tough game, but they won it fairly. Kids were excited to go up against Fredericks (the “best team in the league”).
After the game was rained out on Thursday, we met Friday up in Roanoke. Game started off slow, and after a few errors and good hitting on Fredericks part, we were down 10-6. But these kids fought back. Nathan’s team got some timely hitting and a few walks to pull ahead 12-10.
That’s when the fun begins….this is the team where the coach chewed out the entire group of seven and eight year olds LOUDLY for watching the ball while they ran to base, or looked at their mom in the stands.
Our last kid gets up to pitch and he gets a quick out. Two more to go. Then one kid on the bench starts saying “Pitcher look at me, I’m a monkey in a tree”. That throws him and the entire team jumps in. This goes one for four batters and over five minutes. Finally our kid was in tears as these kids ripped into him while 20 parents and three coaches stood by and LET IT HAPPEN. Our kid tried to pitch through but eventually the last run was walked in and we lost 13-12.
I had a chat with the board member who was at the game and he said there’s nothing wrong with it. The coaches on Fredericks seemed fine with it “A win is a win”.
And in the end, the parents, coaches, and kids won the game because they got into a eight years olds head and made him cry.

So I haven’t blogged since….eww….September…. I guess that’s what happens with Social Media taking over my day to day life. 🙂
Now that we’re well into 2010 (and awaiting the Doom of 2012, which will eventually pass to the Doom of 2017, 2029, 2134…you get the idea), what should I do with this space? I think it’s worthwhile keeping this rolling, but not as a personal site. More of a semi-professional griping space about movements in the world.
Or should I just fill up the space with pics of my kids?


I’m paying for those beers I had last night. Woke up at seven again and couldn’t go back to sleep. Having breakfast at the grill while trying to blog away. Signed up for Internet access to see what was going on at $0.37/minute. House hasn’t burned down and the kids aren’t minions of Satan, so life at home looks better than normal.
Played for a bit in the casino. Broke my cardinal rule of keeping my winning away and lost $20 playing blackjack. Need to go down when it’s a bit busier. Tonight is the formal night so I’ll upload pictures of us in all of our splendor later tonight.
Not much to do on the ship right now. Spent part of the afternoon on the balcony enjoying the view. More tomorrow.
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Got up much earlier than expected today. DeAnn and I were ready to go at 7 surprisingly and saw people were getting off the boat quickly and off to Barbados we went.
The tour guides say that Barbados has a flavor of Britain in it since it was under Beitish Rule until 1966. And they are right, if you are just looking at the way the people drive and discussions of cricket matches on the radio. Other than that, it’s a small Caribbean island with the same trinket shops mixed in between massive wealth and abject poverty.
Flipped for the (exceptionally expensive but not unexpected) $60 cab ride to the airport to catch the “Concorde Experience” which has a parked Concorde for your viewing pleasure. Learned more about Barbados as our driver took us on his errand run through the island. After winding through the streets which mirror any Caribbean island, we travelled through the sugar cane and sweet potato fields to get to the airport and today’s
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OK, they really get offended when you call it a boat. It’s a ship.


So the boat is really nice. We woke up late and I did a quick run to McDs to avoid the $50 breakfast downstairs. Walked through some nice streets of Old San Juan but the city does have a homeless problem. There’s a book somewhere to find out why these touristy areas have such a high homeless rate (besides the obvious, that’s where the tourists/suckers are).
Hopped on the free trolley/bus ride of doom around old San Juan. Found out we might be able to get on the boat earlier, so we got off the trolley and on shared taxi ride later (with a couple from near Roanoke VA) and we got into the line you saw on FB.
Met the group in Kenn’s suite and we all headed down for the muster drill. Nothing like being crammed together with 100 of your closest friends in 90+ weather. I probably could have rang out my shirt….
We were quite lucky to walk right into Dennis and Lisa on the way back from the drill and Scott and Dawn as well when we headed up to eat. The line was quite large and after some debate it was decided to raid Johnny Rockets.
Of course the food was great and out waiter pulled out every trick he could think of to get a nice tip. Got out of dinner and headed down to the bar to watch the game. We missed most of the first quarter due to Royal Caribbean not carrying NBC but apparently there were enough people screaming and the game was on soon enough.
Kenn and Tina joined us and a few adult beverages later we were all having a great time as usual. While the Bears game didn’t turn out how it should have, everyone had at least fun. At the end ifthey game we all headed to bed to call it a night from day one on the boat.
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AirTran 825 – MDW to MCO.


Deceptively full flight, nice to have wireless Internet for the entire hop. Full of overtired and wound kids heading to see “the big rat” in Orlando while their parents work feverishly to keep them entertained and quiet while questioning their sanity for even thinking of doing something like this.
Bringing back lots of memories of the dozen plus times we’ve dragged the little ones down on the same pilgrimiage. The benefit here is I get to give nodding glances to the dads acting as pack mules who are carrying a stroller, three carry ons, and possibly a kid or two.
Kids start to whine as we get closer to our stopover. Parents are just wanting to get out of the sardine can with some sanity (and all their bags). Internet on the flight makes it completely bearable. Service on the flight is meh, but for cheap tickets and such, it’s worth the money.
The gate area we are in has an Outback Steakhouse, so we’ll hit that during our three hour layover in MCO. More later.
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Iran BBC Video

BBC has apparently been booted out of the country…incredible video.

Because I somehow talked myself into cooking breakfast this morning.
For those of you that know, I am a terrible cook. I can boil water, follow box directions, and can cook on the grill. But in the kitchen, it’s a completely different type of disaster. In the past I’ve made liquid pizza, squishy goop and cheese, flat cakes, and a variety of other culinary disasters that have taught my kids to avoid my cooking at all costs.
But for some reason I decided (was urged) to give it another go. There were plans for French Toast and I found myself breaking eggs, scurrying for the other materials, and running around trying to piece together something that would resemble French Toast. And I think I was doing well, until DeAnn came along and saved the day and got everything on the right path. I don’t think the kids would have necessarily died from food poisoning, but I probably would have ruined breakfast once again and had not heard the end of it for a while…
One of these days maybe I’ll get it together (or take some cooking lessons). But for now it’s takeout and Hamburger Helper until that happens.

On Call

It’s Friday and from the looks of it, it’s going to be a long weekend.
I’m backing up a couple of my colleagues as they walk for Breast Cancer research this weekend. The walk is literally all weekend, so I expect they will be pretty worn out by Monday. There was a request made for a chaser vehicle stocked with “Wine and Ibuprofen” but alas I will be behind the screens ensuring a lack of chaos on the global network.