Weezul's World

Tomorrow is Franchise time. I’ve actually had a lot of Franchise Time since leaving EA.  It’s bittersweet to be a stay-at-home dad for a bit because while I loved my job and loved being at EA, I really wanted to be at home with my son. But California living didn’t make that possible.

So it’s important for me to appreciate the time we will have together for as long (or hopefully short so I can be employed again) as we have it.

He’s an amazing boy. He’s smart, funny and has a laugh that is more infectious then zombie-ism. While still somewhat shy, you see him coming out of that shell more and more.

With the holidays coming around the corner, its fun to see his impressions of things. He’s really into holiday lights and decorated houses. It’s incredible to look at these things through his eyes because I was never one to give a rats arse about lights or decorations. But now, I find myself looking for decorated houses so we can drive by and give our proper “ohh’s” and “ahh’s”.  And while he doesn’t fully grasp the Christmas concept yet, he’s quick to point out Santa, Frosty or Rudolph wherever our travels find them.

I love my son. He’s a great kid and one of my best friends.  I look forward to seeing the type of man he’ll become.

Weezul played Assassin’s Creed II (2ach, +60gs) yesterday see more…

Weezul played Assassin’s Creed II (1ach, +30gs) yesterday see more…

I’m in love.

I have been for some time, but let’s just say it was complex.  But that’s over now. And while we have some degree of new complexities, I see a bright, sunny day ahead. A number of bright, sunny days, actually.

I love this girl because of how she makes me feel - strong, invulnerable, confident. The kind of feeling like the movies where the guy gets hit by the other guy that it’d drop any normal man, but the main guy isn’t even phased.  Yeah, a lot like that.

I love this girl because she brightens the room simply by being in it. She has such a presence, such an aura that she ignites every fiber of my being with a simple touch.

I love the way this girl laughs. I break when I hear this girl cry. Its the kind of love that is still young and exciting full of promise and hope.

It was a long, winding road to get to this point, but I love you, Drea. And I’m thankful for what we’ve built, and are continuing to build. I’m thankful for you being you.

When asked how to describe my family, I respond by asking if they’ve seen The Cosby Show.  The immediately get the hint.

We’re not going to break out in lip synched song( Well, my mother might), but we’re pretty close.  We’re a close family, we always have been.  I’ve never really thought much about the “why’” of it. Given my sister’s are 8 and 11 years older then me, I don’t know if I’d have described us as “close”.  I’ve always thought myself a bit of the “white” sheep in the family. (Sorry, a pinch of racial humor).

The Thanksgiving Day rituals have remained pretty unchanged the last few years. Group prayer, a comment about why we’re thankful (though we skipped that this year), flashmob the food, deep convo my sister starts that takes about an hour, round table life update by each person, desert, then disperse. Most of the time, like tonight, I spend chasing my son around the house making sure he doesn’t break anything and/or eats properly.  Tonight was no different.

I love my family. I love the fact that we can go days or weeks without  speaking and immediately catch up as if we never had a break.  I love the fact that we laugh together and enjoy each other’s company.  I love the fact that we’re quick to rally around another member who may be in need. I love that even as the “outcast”, I’m respected as an individual and always still included.

I’m not defined by my family, but I do feel molded and shaped by my family.  So while I’m thankful for many, many things. My family is one of them.