Friday, November 30, 2007

Stephanie and Benjamin



My wife, my son, and the top of a strangers head.



A mentor once explained to me that it was important that I find somone attrative to spend eternity with. Daryl I think I did good.
It would appear that Benjamin, like his father, is a book worm.

Decade at a Glance

During the course of the twenty-four hours I have been working on a post that I would have to say is nothing short of being a work of art. However as a composed this inspirational piece covering the adventures of the previous decade of my life it occurred to me that no one is going to take the time to read something that comprises over two thousand words. The document of which I speak has been printed and added to my Journal. Some day one of my posterity will discover it and revel in the words and history it contains. As for those of you who are reading this blog to learn of my adventures I will keep things short and simple.

12/1996 – 12/1998 Served in the Brisbane Australia mission.

01/1999 – 08/1999 did my best to stay out of trouble.

08/1999 – 12/1999 studied music at Indiana state university while avoiding girls with the claim that I am waiting for a girl to return from Amsterdam. (Carried picture as prop to support this fabrication)

01/2000 - 05/2000 continued to study music, and was finally caught by girl that I had been attempting to avoid the previous year.

06/2000 – 08/2000 worked in a lumberyard to afford an engagement ring for girl who caught me.

08/2000 – 05/2001 Continued music education and worked as an Resident assistant at ISU

05/2001 – 08/2001 Married girl and worked at Cracker Barrel.

08/2001 – 05/2002 Changed Major to Psychology continued to work at Cracker Barrel

08/2002 – 05/2003 Continued to Study Psychology Continued to work at Cracker Barrel

05/2003 – 08/2003 Graduated from ISU with a BS in Psychology and Moved to Kansas City to begin Masters Degree in Counseling.

08/2003 – 05/2004 First year of master’s degree.

06/2004 Laid off from job at Circuit City.

07/2004 First child born, Son, Named him Benjamin.

07/2004 Two days after son was born began work in a Call center for Ferrell Gas.

08/2004 – 08/2006 Promoted to Acting Supervisor after 5 months at Ferrell Gas Continued Masters degree program, Worked at a domestic abuse shelter, missed the first two years of my sons life as I was never home.

08/2006 Graduated with a MA in Mental Health counseling.

04/2007 Laid off from Ferrell Gas. They tried to talk me into staying (I had Seniority) but I had a good feeling about a job I had applied for.

04/2007 One week later interviewed for and was offered a Job working for Healthy Families Counseling and Support

11/2007 Struck by a case of Nostalgia and began work on this blog.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Renaissance

It never fails, I have a birthday and I wax melodramatic for about a week. Of course those who know me would point out that I am always melodramatic. So here I am feeling melodramatic and doing something completely out of my normal character. Thus I write my first blog entry, so that I can pretend to be an author (of a sort) believing that someone other then my mother would care about my deep thoughts and meditations. I can almost picture two close friends of mine rolling their eyes, saying one to another, “Here we go again.”

During the course of the last ten years I have lost contact with many whose friendship I once valued. I have been pondering different ways that I may be able to reestablish contact with those whom I have drifted away from. While I sat in my study one day thinking great thoughts I received E-mail from one such friend. Contained within this letter of electronic medium I learned of her newly established family blog. I was pleasantly surprised to see not only her face, but also the faces of her husband and children whom I have no memory of ever meeting. I must admit that I have suffered from no small measure of cognitive dissonance as my memory of a girl conflicted with the image of a woman depicted in these digitized photographs.

From there my vastly inflated ego took over, and I reasoned that if these simple photographs could bring me so much pleasure, surly all of my previous acquaintances would be overjoyed to read my excessive rambling and view photographs of my quaint little family.

It is therefore my intent to write a brief summery of my adventures over the course of the last ten years. Perhaps there will even be a few willing to read the written words of this aspiring windbag.