Our time on the Beach

It was a great time.
The beautiful Ft. Walton Beach was great. I got burnt and I think I changed race.
It was a 4 hour drive straight south. After stopping to pee and pick up some food and drinks we left, last Friday afternoon, and got there about dusk. Went to the beach just to wet our toes and went to bed. Of course after three beers I slept like a baby.
We spent the whole next day under the sun and bathing on the relatively warm waters of the Gulf. After that we went to the Air Force museum and walked a bit before crashing out. On Sunday we packed up and came home.
Short, intense and sweet trip.

I think we will have to do it again soon.

84 hours and counting

Today, at 1200 moon, marks my 84th hour working this week since last Saturday. Tonight I am leaving for the beach and I am going to drink beer until I pass out or a six pack, what ever comes first. (Yes, I am a light weight).

I have enrolled my young one in Karate, yesterday we took her to check it out and she loved it. The Master asked me if I have ever done it and I said yes, I was a Black Belt in 1992 in Korea. I am thinking about joining my baby for Karate classes.
I did Karate and Kick Boxing about 15 years ago. I was my weight champ in Korea in 1992 when I was in the 2nd Infantry Division. I was great and when all that went to my head I got my ass kick two weeks later.
That fight was so bad for me, I got my ass kicked from one end to the other. The second round was not too bad and I won the third. But my ass kicking was so bad in the first round that even if I would have killed my opponent, I would have lost.

Somehow I want to go back and start all over again.

Take care and have a great weekend.

Bitching like a spoiled child

I feel bad for bitching about my sex life. I always felt that I had a great sex life. I am getting older and I feel that I am not getting what I want. It always seem greener on the other side of the yard, but I am a sexual being, I have been all my life. I just don't go everywhere feeling the need to sleep with every single woman I see. That is not my sexual drive. I need to feel the desire of my partner, I need to feel her words asking me to pleasure her. I need, I need, I need.....
I am a selfish bastard I guess......

I have to go to work now.... Another week without sex!!!!!
I least I can bitch about it here, I am also very thankful that I have a job.
Although I am going to be working 84 hours this week, I have a great job. I just hope none of the linguist pisses me off that I have to kick him.

Have a great weekend!!!!

I am going CRAZY!!!!! and other symptoms

Well it is true. I am think I am going crazy because I need sex. I need a lot of sex, it seems that it is the only thing I think all freaking day. I get interrupted now and then with stupid things like work, driving and little things like that. It seems that the only time I don't think about sex is when I am at home, because I am so tired. I also have to help my girls with their homework, work on the yard, do some homework myself, just resting thinking about sex and if I can get my wife alone five minutes I grab her, but then the excuses come up; the children are up, I have something on the stove, lets wait until tonight, etc. By the time everything is quiet at home, I am so freaking tired that I pass out. I TELL HER EVERY DAY to wake me up and use me like a $2 radio. But it is rare that she does that, it happens about once or twice a week. I NEED IT EVERY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!

Work sucks, it has just escalated to 3 times as before, but I am glad I have a job.

It won't last long, next month the numbers are going down and we will be able to have some time off....... I am just mumbling and ranting.

Good Day everybody.

2000 Miles Home..... and Back

We had a great time. It was about 2000 miles both ways in four days and we survived the drive.
All started on Thursday with a rented car and drove almost all night to Maryland to see my parents. The drive was not that bad because we kept entertaining each other with thins like the alphabet game; which is just starting with the letter A and finding a word outside the car and calling it out. The ass kicker is getting to the letter X, unless you are near a hospital, it is very hard to find a word starting with the letter X.
We stopped to eat a lot and the girls behaved relatively well considering that we drove 14 hours.
Mom and Dad were very happy to see us and next morning we ate like kings.
I went to my Alma Mater and took tons of pictures and then we left for Washington DC to see my brother and his little baby.
My brother married a white Irish super catholic woman. She works for the Supreme Court and has an IQ of a super human. The baby has the goofiness of my brother and the intelligence of my Sister in Law.
The baby was passed from family member to family member and she slept like a happy baby. The problem starts when there is no noise in the house, the baby doesn’t like the silence and starts to cry. It was funny to see the inexperience father and mother trying to appease a crying infant.
Next day we went to the Washington DC Mall and the Smithsonian. First we went to was the Space museum. My 9 year old struck a conversation with an astronaut that will be flying in the shuttle on May 11th to repair, for the last time, the Hubble Space Telescope. For 45 minutes, my little girl, had this man in a conversation about space, homework and that ants like to walk on out back yard in a certain way.
After that we went walking to the Natural History museum and again took tons of pictures. We walked 8 hours all through our Capital. We went to the White House and took pictures; we later found that The President and his wife had walked out to have an evening stroll just a few hours after we were there.
We went to a Salvadorian restaurant to eat with the whole family and went to bed.
The baptism was great, I was the Godfather and the baby slept the whole time, even after the Catholic water boarding ritual, she just open her eyes, saw the people around her and went back to sleep.
Right after that we had to leave and we drove 14 hours to Columbus, GA without killing two teenagers and a 9 year old that wants to know everything.

Yeap. That was 2000 miles of driving and eating and enduring the family trips.

Next year we are taking all of them, to El Salvador again.