I’ll take a step away from the “Life by the Numbers” series for a moment.  Heck, it seems like I’ve done that for many moments.    I’m trying to remember a lot, on top of finding the time to write them out.

It’s quiet in the house.  Our little princess is with Granny this week.  I miss her a lot, even though she only left this morning.  However, I really missed not getting a running hug this evening when I got home.  She’s my little girl, and I love her so much.

I celebrated my 33rd birthday Sunday.  I’m 1/3 of the way to 100.  Ouch.  I also celebrated it with Amy and Mom Saturday at the Drum Corps International (DCI) show in Atlanta.  That was a lot of fun, and I got to see quite a few of my old friends I marched with in Southwind.

I’m trying to finish a freelance Web project on top of the major-pain-in-the-rear site at work.  Because I’ve been so busy in front of the computer at work, I haven’t been too motivated to work on my freelance site.  I will, though.  That payday will be nice.

I’m also debating whether or not to officiate football again this fall.  I went to our association’s meeting tonight, but I’ll be honest.  I lost all interest halfway through.  I worked more games than anyone last year, and it did burn me out a bit.  The thought of being away from the house even one or two nights a week, on top of everything else, doesn’t appeal to me this year.  I hate to let Mike down, but I’m just not feeling it right now.

I’m getting ready for next weekend!  We have another Birmingham Ghostbusters meeting and workshop.  I had such a good time with the guys last month.  We’re getting closer to Dragon*Con, and I’m getting more excited.  I just have to figure out what the heck to do about parking in Atlanta that weekend.  Do we take a cab from the hotel, or do we get up super early and find a nearby parking deck?

I guess I’d better to get to bed.  I apologize this blog has been sort of inactive, but I promise I’ve got memories ready to go now that I’m thinking about my school years.  Have a great night!

This is the year that started my favorite decade so far.  I LOVED the 80s!

This was the year America got its head on straight and booted Jimmy Carter out of office.  I met the man.  He’s a nice guy, but he’s a horrible politician.  My favorite president of all-time won the election that November, and I haven’t found one I’ve liked since.  I digress.

What do I remember from 1980?  I turned four-years-old that summer.  I remember going to Opryland in Nashville for the first time, too.  There were these huge “mascots” running around.  One was a fiddle (hey, down here we don’t call them violins) with buck teeth or something like that.  That’s about all I remember about that trip.

I remember a kid named Brandon Smith.  He lived down the road from me, and he was a nice guy.  I’d dare say he was probably my first best friend.  I remember what he looked like, and I remember his voice, but I don’t recall a lot of what we did.  I know we both loved “The Dukes of Hazzard.”

Now the memories should flow more freely (i.e. my old age can’t keep everything away) with the next post.  That was my kindergarten year, and I remember a lot from my school years.  Some of the best memories I have are from school, and I’m looking forward to opening up about more people and things that happened.

Look back to 1979

On to kindergarten!