Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Oh the life

  The world did not end, go figure so I get to watch my son grow up a little more thank God. Christmas was fine, didn't spend too much though Cameron gave a $100 each to  his 3 kids so there went $300 but oh well it's Christmas and I got the lens I wanted and a few other items for my camera gear recently so I am fine with it. My little boy enjoyed his first Christmas and being around everyone and so did I, my grandfather did well in his surgery last Friday so now he can go to the bathroom without any problems. My runs have been going well though I cannot seem to get below 140 lbs, but hopefully after the New Year and all the tasty snacks are gone I can actually start to lose more weight.
  Cameron wants to spend money and get a van and trailer for his band, he wants to start doing shows again because "that is the only break he'll get from the shop and business", I hope my sarcasm and skepticism is obvious because that is how I feel. There is more to life than the shop, or sitting in his recliner on his off days or doing shows getting out there in front of drunk, skanky chicks which is the main drive for the majority of them, and probably the only way he'll get back in to shape if he does decide to. It's pretty sad that it'll take other women to encourage my own husband to get back into shape, not me. He's a complete attention ham, he's just got to be in the spotlight and entertaining or performing. Well, maybe there'll be more people to watch around Spring or Summer next year, once the boys' friends will be turning 21 (as will the skanks they know) and they'll be able to to come out to the bars.
   I am going to try and not worry about any of it though, I mean there is nothing I can do and I don't really want to worry over my insecurities. I have many races next year to train for, I have my son's 1st birthday coming up in less than 4 months and he is growing up so fast. Watching him grow has been amazing, the first time our eyes met, his first smiles, coos and crawling. His first bath, his first time with solid food, everything. He means more to me than whatever could possibly be going on elsewhere.

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