Maybe I'm the only
one who finds this remarkable (well me and the guy who
I called), but through ALL the shit I've been
through in the past 9 years? Every time I came
across this dude's business card, I saved it. It
got transfered to a million boxes, but at any given
time in the last 9 years? I knew where that card was.
Why? Because when Jess and I were having our
house texture-coated and repainted in 2004 I pulled
the guy aside and told him that I was gonna be
redoing the garage and asked if I could just pay him
under the table to finish just the new wall
that I was putting up. I was already paying
the scam-worthy price of $9000 (it was an actual
honest-to-goodness scam, they are now out of business)
for the stucco work and the house and garage, and
figured the only way to MATCH the rest of the tex-cote
was to have the same people come back. He was
awesome. He came back one day when I was
at work and did it for $400. It looked
incredible and he gave me his card and I
couldn't thank him enough. Always told him
I would use him again if I needed to.... and
wouldn't you know it? 9 years later
I did...
Bwahahahaha.
I hope you laughed at the names as much as
I did. He saw my kid and was like "Wow, you guys
have been married a long time!" and I just shook
my head: "Yeah, no, not so much..." 5 women have lived
with me in this house and even crazier? Talya has
lived here longer than all of them. What a crazy 10
years I had. And "Asterisk" was my way of
protecting the 2010 relationship that was every
definition of awful. After several entries of writing
her name ******, I figured I'd just spell it out.
It's not to belittle her by any means, in may ways she
was the most life changing 6 months I've ever lived
and we both were at our absolute lowest points. To be
stuck in the same house for seemingly EVER when you
aren't a match with someone is so difficult. I pray
she's as happy as she looks in her Facebook pics and
I'm glad we can still talk whenever one of us wants to
(though we don't really ever seem to want to - lol).
If she's reading this: I would give you a gigantic hug
if I saw you today. We went through some
shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. I hope you're kicking
ass.
Anyway, the guys
were were awesome. I spent most of my time
helping them out and sharing stories with the main
dude who spoke english. He was uber-impressed at
everything I had constructed and call me racist
if you'd like, but when a Mexican gives you props on
your building ability, you've done good, brother. Yes,
that was racist, but I actually felt really good
when he was impressed and it was 100% because I am
racist. So I'm honest.
:-)
Damn near ready
for this SuperBowl party. Big GolfKon tournament that
will be a yearly event! Can't wait. Cannot
WAIT!
