My muse and I, since the last post, have become one as man and wife. Ten weeks or so later and I still find myself staring caught up in the thoughts related to my disbelief that we are indeed married.
My personal track record has not been all that...positive in this particular area of social behavior. I worry that whatever has bee a problem in the past will again do so between Teri and I. I find it interesting because normally I'm not one to fear. I try hard to surround myself only in those endeavors that I am fully confident that I can accomplish. What normally comes across, I believe, as conceit is my confidence and surety in what I do.
I am sick and tired of staring at the four walls of Miscatonia and am in desperate need of weather nice enough to be outside for prolonged periods of time and over the course of several days. Don't misunderstand most of the things I truly enjoy are sedentary things ie. reading, movies, podcasting. I need the sun and fresh aire to reinvigorate me after too long away from both.
Mike and Nick, my sons, amuse and befuddle me on a regular basis. I remember my turn gion through my middle and late teens as they are and I don't seem to recall the things they are encountering. Not sure of it is a faulty memory or things are truly that different.
More later I suppose. Ciao.
