Monday, July 27, 2009

Meaningful Monday - A Night with ShankRabbit


Greetings everyone. It has been a time since my eyes have last gazed upon the tan and blue theme of this blogging system spewing forth words of intended wisdom that more then likely fail into humorous tid bits which, if we were in second grade, you could use against me in a silly little chant as you picked me last for the kickball team.

(ooh... that brought back bad memories)



I have my little snifter of brandy (actually it's rum, but saying a snifter of rum sounds like I'm a cheap, Dale lovin', dogs under the porch kind of..... oh... wait... I am.)... I have my little styrofoam cup of rum, sitting in the new location of my office, and feeling the need to let words dribble from my mind onto the keyboard in front of me.

Join me, will you, as you meld your mind with mine for a briefest of moments through these words.



I haven't been myself lately, and if you're any sort of once a month reader of this blog, you already know that when I'm not "myself" I usually shy away from mediums which allow me to express myself.

Most of the times it's not even that I need to ignore this blog, it's just that I don't know how to elaborate on the thoughts in my head since they're all so relatively new to me.

I can't really apologize for not writing more often as of late, because really I think it would be better that you say, "Where is ShankRabbit" instead of, "Ugh... Shut up!" Believe me, I'm an extremes kind of guy. It's one or the other... (think they call that bi-polar).

(I'm not really.)



So, in the awkward tone that usually presents itself when you meet up with someone you haven't seen in a while, allow me to ask the question I'm sure many of you would ask...

"What's new?"

New Locations for Everything

Most recent, my beautiful wife, Isabella (oh totally check out her blog), decided that we wanted to move a couch (futon to be exact) to a different location in the house. Well... what the heck... if we're going to move a couch, why not rearrange the whole dang house.

So... Niamonster's room is now upstairs in what once was the TV room, the TV room has been moved downstairs and has merged with the Living Room, the dining room is no more and is now a sitting area, our office room is now Isabella's work room (sewing and computer), and Niamonster's room is now my office / studio.

Stressful Job

This is a big reason that I haven't been blogging much. I actually, for the first time in my life, found someone that I struggle to get along with.

I've been called a chameleon before, someone who blends in with his surroundings to get along with people. Some people call it fake, I call it meeting people where they are. Chances are it's going to be harder to get someone to meet you where you are at, so it's best just to meet them on their turf instead.

I have nerdy friends, I have artsy friends, I have friends who go and get drunk every weekend, I have older friends with 3 grown children, and I have younger friends who haven't even graduated college yet.

But there is this guy who I am forced to work with now, who is seriously impossible to get along with. And whether it's because we work in two different offices, or whether I'm threatening to him, I just can't get myself to meet him at his level.

Probably because it seems his level is always changing. Oiy.

Budding Job

Pixel 73 is apparently taking off. We landed out first bigger contract not too long ago and I've been hauling butt to get things done. This is good news and bad news. Good news that the company that I want to someday take into a full time business is taking off, bad news because it requires lots of time.

Isabella and I have it worked out pretty well, although some nights, where I have to go to a client meeting, I can we working for 14-18 hours. Oooh wee that can be fun.

Drama Queen

We knew she would get there. We feared the day that her personalization of my genetic disposition would start showing itself through physical interaction.

Niamonster is becoming Miss Drama. If you've been through this stage then you know. The limit testing, the whining, the indecision of whether you want me there or not, the whining, the... whining...

did I mention the whining?

We're also reaching the age where she understands, on a very high level, the difference between right and wrong. With that knowledge comes the need for some stern talking tos if she's being sassy.

I don't like giving stern talking tos. I'm probably really not going to like full on discipline when she gets older even more.



So... that's what I've been up to lately. I'm going to try to get back on the good foot and obtain my regular posting schedule again.


I'll be honest... I did miss you.


7 comments:

Eternal Lizdom said...

Just so you know... the drama thing... way less of a "phase" and more of a new member of the family that has moved in and isn't ever moving off of your couch again.

Welcome back!!

PJ Mullen said...

Welcome back. Glad to hear things are picking up for you on the business, but sorry that you have issues with Mr. Level Changer. My little man is testing us at every chance he gets now too. It's fun, isn't it?

Jim and Garret said...

Welcome back. I missed you too. I was worried that you were moving when I looked into your windows and saw things were different. I was worried. Glad to see you nekkid again.

Garret
jimandgarret.blogspot.com

Jason said...

oooh, yeah the drama, it doesn't go anywhere anytime fast. Actually, it brings it's friends, indecisive and uncooperative along for the ride...

Papa Bradstein said...

Ah, all that sounds too familiar. Can I just post a link from my blog to yours rather than having to explain what's been going on with me? Thanks.

surprised mom said...

Welcome back! I missed you, too. Wow rearranging your house, putting up with a schmuck at work, building a new business (Good Luck!)and witnessing the emerging Drama Queen in your daughter. You have been busy.
The Drama Queen is here to stay. I know. I have two daughters. One has been a Drama Queen since she's been old enough to talk. Don't shake your head, Drama Queen's can be fun, too!
(I'm off now to check out your wife's blog site.)

KWG said...

There's a lot going on in there, mister. The best of luck to you and your Pixel 73 endeavor.

Not getting along with staff or a co-worker can be a difficult buzz-kill. I've had my share.

The extent of moving around our living room has ended up turning it into one big play area complete with a big-screen plasma. Sweet.