Hello, everyone. It's your long, lost blogger friend coming at you live from a remote beach on an even more tropical island paradise. I'm not going to say which one, though. It could be Hawaii. It could be the Virgin Islands. It might even be on the island of Wyomingda. My wife and I are enjoying the warm sun, sandy beaches and the fact that we left the kids hundreds of miles away. The 12YO can take care of the two little ones. She's very mature for her age. Plus we are already here. What do you want me to do about that now?!? Excuse me while I order another drink.
(What you have just witnessed was NOT real. It was just a test of the One Day I Will Do This Emergency Blog Intro. In the event of an actual tropical visit, you can almost 100% guarantee that you would not see anything from me during the trip except some random Tweets or Facebook Status Updates like: "Hey, this island has BIG coconuts!" or "I promise those last 3 pics were NOT inspired by Margaritaville. OK... they really were. Make that the last 37 pics." or even "Note to self: Make sure to sit out of arms reach or better yet throwing distance when going to a tropical island with your wife. I love you, honey! You're the best wife in the world! :-)" )
The reality of all of this is that there hasn't been ANY time for writing. Over the last month or so the Que family was hit with some very serious medical news. I probably won't get into it much in my blog but you never, EVER expect to hear that kind of news. But we are pushing forward. More recent news has been much better than the previous 3 - 4 weeks. So we are a lot more optimistic and positive. Plus, I have a wonderful wife and 3 lovely children. It's hard to stay negative long with they are around. But when people are hit with really powerful news they handle it differently. I would imagine that a REAL writer would want to write about it. It helps the mind when the pen in moving. (I would have said when the keys are clicking but it doesn't sound as poetic.) But I'm not a REAL writer. So, I didn't want any pens to move (or keys clicking). But that definitely contributed to a little bit of blogging silence.
Another reason for silence is that I'm working about 87+ hours a week (when you add commute time). I work 2 full-time jobs. I also work 7 days a week. There is even a 60hr stretch in there where I only get 8hrs of sleep... total. I don't tell that for any awards or medals. (Banana pudding would be nice though!) I do what any husband/father (any not EVERY, mind you) would do in my situation. I just told that to let you know that I'm working with a few minor time constraints right now. Because when I do have some free time my wife and kids want some attention. (The nerve!)
It's not all as bad as it sounds, though. The bills are getting paid. We are finally moving forward financially. Not a lot of families can say that in the economy right now. Another thing a lot of people can't say is that I like BOTH of my jobs. Actually, I LOVE one of them and I REALLY like the other. But I'm not going to post which is which. I will let each job feel like I love them the most. :) It's kinda like how I am with my kids! (My wife is not going to like THAT joke.)
But I did find out some great news at one of my jobs, though. I found out that if I ever needed a bladder transplant (if they even do that) there is a donor right there!!! I didn't do a complete scientific, medical analysis or anything. But I would beg to say that our bladders have exactly the same size, shape and spongitude (absorbency) because we met each other in the bathroom at least 5 times in one day. And I know most of you are thinking "5 times???" Why in the bathroom so much? But I have been drinking a lot of water lately. I'm back on my getting to my target weight thing again. (Watching The Biggest Loser does that to me.) The good news is that I'm finally (due to an ill-conceived stomach virus (get it??? ILL-conceived... stomach virus... whatever)) down to my last 10lbs. So the weight loss thing is back in order. Now I just need to find an easy way to get my co-worker's driver's license to see if he's an organ donor. I would ask him but that would be an odd, out-of-the-blue question to ask someone you have only seen but have never talked to. I'm sure he would find that a little suspicious.
Well, I have to go now. I hope that when this is all over, I will still have my 3 readers. And maybe I will find a time in the near future to catch up on reading some of writings of my favorite bloggers. You all know who you are and you know I haven't commented in a while. Sorry. Just remember YOU are my favorite blogger. And I'm not just saying you're my favorite. It's not like you are my jobs or my kids. (Best Wife EVER!) :-)