February is over and that is neat because it’s basically my least favorite month. Aside from that bit of excitement, there’s not really a lot to say about this past month. Was a little sick at the beginning of the month and one of my favorite things about any time I get sick is that I end up with a cough that lingers for like 2 months, so this tickle in my throat should finally clear up around Easter; fun stuff. By that time, we should actually be having consistently warm weather and have bid goodbye to the shit-ass season that is winter. We are getting into the best part of the year! And with the way things go in the midwest, I could very well find myself sheltered in a bathroom again. So about those jokes…
2/6
I've been dealing with some sinus issues the past few days, so I picked up some nasal spray to help with the congestion. This stuff feels like I've injected Vicks Vaporub into my soul.
2/7
I think my biggest realization since becoming a parent is how stupid all the shit I said to my parents must have actually sounded.
2/11
*me spending my entire round of golf in the woods and sand traps*
"It's not about the destination, it's about the journey."
2/12
I had a dream the other night that I was playing with boobs. I woke up curled in a ball and rubbing my own knees. Very disappointing.
2/14
I made a hockey Valentine's card for the league I'm in.
2/14
My wife surprised me with wings from my favorite place in town for Valentine's Day. So here is my current situation.
2/17
When you're trying to get in some exercise but also wanna enjoy your Friday night.
2/20
Just keeping my options open.
2/21
Why only have Fat Tuesday? I can be fat every day.
2/22
I went in to the office today for some meetings and a team lunch outing. As I was leaving lunch I kinda had to use the bathroom, but figured I'd wait until I got back to the office. When I got back to the office I was told that due to the weather they are in shelter in place mode. The shelter in place spot is the bathroom. Took a pee with an audience.
2/24
I know I'm getting old because I've started to get really excited about jams.
Okay, in my defense when you walk into a little shop that has a bunch of home-made jars of jam on the shelves and you can tell somebody labored over this blackberry jam, that shit looks good as hell. And it just so happened that I came across similar instances of this two days in a row, in two entirely different locations. I almost never even eat jam because I’m not much of a bread person, but I got excited about flavors. It’s fine. This is fine.
-Ryan
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