chefdaddy

Man it has been a hectic freaking week. Two guys quit at work leaving me one full time guy and one part time guy. It is slow now but that really doesn't leave any room for anything to go wrong. The wife and I sat down and did our traditional january "holy shit we suck at paying bills" night of hell prompted by the fact that I plugged in our new answering machine and was greeted the next afternoon by twelve messages from all of our bills. We can't refi our house because we owe more than it appraises for and what ever program it is that is supposed to help people in that situation doesn't apply to us. Also, the only type of collateral that we have is not accepted by our bank. I would put up a guitar or two to set things straight but they don't accept that. I finally had to go and beg for a debt consolidation loan,from my mom. She is cool and very willing to do it because she can use my dad's life insurance money but it wasn't something I wanted to do. At some point I would like to not have to get bailed out by my mom. What the fuck, I suppose I should just be happy for the help. She will be way easier to deal with than any bank or the wife's family. We wiped out all the credit cards and will cancel two of them but what was really screwing us was medical bills. The wife messed up her back last year, no surgery just xray and mri and some physical therapy and even with insurance it was 1000s andwe haven't dented that bill in a year. That shit is crazy. No wonder people have to declare medical bankruptcy.

Yesterday we spent the afternoon with TreeThingBlue and his daughter to celebrate her birthday. It was fun and the kids played well together. When we got home I made gyros for the girls and there was much rejoicing. They killed it, nothing left but a little tzatziki sauce. After the girls were in bed we watched about 4 hours of XGames. Well mostly I watched XGames while the wife did school.

Today I was stuck at home with Ms. Sun. Her eczema is totally out of control so she stayed home and had a doctor appt. It just sucks to be her I wish that there was more to do. We went to lunch at our favorite diner. She had her first club sandwich, she was in awe when it came but managed to power through the whole thing. I bet she will be looking for those now that she knows what one is.

All that aside, tomorrow is my birthday. 36, and while I may bitch about life sometimes I am really pretty much on track with my plan I had when I was 25. I got married before I was 28, I was a sous chef by 30 and had bought my house by 30 I made exec by the time I was 35. Not bad for a life plan I made in my most miserable, lonely and drug addled part of my life. So woo hoo, happy birthday to me. I will be going to Chinese Buffet and having my mom's pound cake. Her pound cake is so awesome. No frosting no lemony blah just plain old unadulterated old school pound cake. mmmmmmm.