Deep In The Forrest

Here I am, working on getting perked up... working on getting back in touch with my writing, blogging and having my head back in the game. It's one of those things, I know anyone might say, blog or don't blog. Who cares? Well, it is one of those things. I love to write, love to blog, it's one of my "therapies" so I would prefer to continue it. Even if I had nobody to read or comment, I would still want to, even though I do love my visitors with a purple passion! ;) First off today, I must share this video that my ol' man (if I am talking biker trash), or 'the ol' ball-n-chain', or if I wanted to be sugary, sickeningly sweet, I could say my 'sugar-pie honey bunches of delicious love muffin excellence', but I know he'd kill me--lol, so I will settle to say "Mr. J" shared with me. Do you remember the ol' Rick Astley "Rick Roll" video that went around the net for so long, where people would share a link with you or y...

I'm feeling like a caged animal today, feeling like I need to escape from all of the ties that bind, and all of the restrictions of life. I want to move freely but I can't... The house is filthy, I'm trying to get that cleaned up some and can't seem to find a place to begin. We're going to see those kids play tonight at the Ground Zero blues club as I talked about last week. Rob and Meg are supposed to be meeting us at my house around 6:30 and I'm just feeling like I can't get a move on. I can't get Richie to go running, or help clean the house or anything. He doesn't want to move a muscle, and I'm trying to pop us out of this 'lazy hell spell' that he's helped us fall back into with gaming... All he wants to do is play World of Warcraft, and I just want to get out and get moving and get back on the right track... I wanna get back in a heavy lifting/strength training routine and get back to our daily walking/running and just feel grea...