So, Natalie made Pizzelles yesterday.

Click here to see how good they look.
nat making pizzelles

The best thing about my wife baking non stop is making me proud of my belly fat rolls.
They’re so huge I can hide multiple chap sticks in there.

Whenever I would like to do another song rendition,
I always tend to look back and listen to the old stuff I have done.
For some reason it gives me both inspiration and education.

I get inspired to do more because hearing what came out of me at that moment
reminds me of how good it felt.

I also get educated because I get to hear my mistakes
and the notes and melodies that I should have played differently.

This randomly played first on my iPod today.

An old OPM song I learned a long time ago.
First time I heard this was from my Cousin Gerdie’s wedding.
I loved it so much that I wanted it playing in my wedding too.
Maybe on the first dance at the reception, swaying side to side slowly.

Hey, guys get to envision their weddings too.
Do not judge me.

Besides. I still love this song after all these years.
I still play it even though I may have played it a thousand times
in other people’s weddings.

I also still listen to it with full attention.
I still think about it playing in my wedding.
And finding myself still swaying and dancing to it
when I come back to reality,
by myself, standing there, all alone,
like the idiot that I am.

What?
I said don’t judge!

I hate you guys.

Ah, the tradition of sending postcards.
I got 2 Post cards from my good friend, Herschelle,
when she visited Australia and New Zealand.
Two places I can never go see.
But I am lucky enough to be included with the people she sent postcards to.

I forgot how much I enjoy getting postcards.
I remember when I was a kid, and my Mom would send me some
from when she was in Europe.
I even remember staring at them, smelling them,
wondering what it would be like being in that same place.

I still have those postcards up to this day.

I am very grateful about little things like that.
Because people took the time to do something for you.
They really didn’t have to do it, but they did.

Even leaving a comment on this site.
(No, I am not asking for a comment)
I like it when people leave notes on my posts.
They didn’t have to, but they did.

With all the Social Networking sites out there,
I still have my regulars who never fails to check my site once in a while.

Even Birthdays.
It matters a lot to me when someone greets me on my birthday.
Even people I am not very close with.
They would take the time to email, text message or call.

It may be a simple thing, but it is a genuine unselfish thing.
Something this world needs a lot more of.

A dozen diapers,
A travel kit full of butt wipes,
Three bottles of 6 ounces of formula,
A bottle of 4 oz, just to be sure,
Diaper rash cream,
About 8 pieces of q-tips,
Extra clothes,
Pacifier,
Bibs,
Blankets,
Stroller,
Car seat,
Toys that hang from the car seat,

There,
Tyler has what he needs.

Me?

Wallet,
Keys,
Jacket.

That’s it,

We’re only gonna be gone an hour.