I wanted to write a very special blog to some very special young ladies... My niece Veronica (Miss V) turned 10 years old this week and I wanted to wish her a very Happy Birthday... (which I did when I called my sister's house on the BIG day). Ten years old, in fifth grade and a beautiful girl whom I love very much. I wish I could make it to your party, Miss V, but know I will be there in spirit. My two nieces are very special people in my life... (and I need to make some more trips to see them) as well as my sister and brother-in-law. Being in their home is like being in my own and that feeling is hard to come by. And I would be remiss if I didn't send BIG Happy Birthday wishes (early I know) to my other niece and god daughter Natalie... she is going to be six years old and is in first grade and is handling the pressure very well I'm sure. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY SPECIAL GIRLS!!!!! I wish I could be at your party too, Nat... Your Uncle Jimmy misses you guys.
Meanwhile, my foray in the work force is both a wonderful adventure and physically brutal... (just think about the hardest workout you ever had and do it for 10-11 hours a day five days a week). I would like to compare it to boot camp without the killing and the sergeant yelling in your face. Each day reveals just how badly out of shape I had let myself get, but each week that goes by reveals just how much a body can adapt to hard work... (and again, I'm liking what I'm seeing). But, I also realize that this particular job is not what I moved to Arizona for... (I could have beaten myself up like this in NJ!). It does impose on my leisure time big time, but I'm willing to continue to see if they offer me a position with the company... (at least until I go on vacation in December). I consider this my "tour of duty" (no offense to real soldiers making the ultimate sacrifice for us) and will continue my enlistment until further notice.
The weather is becoming more beautiful (if that's possible) every day with temps in the 80-90 range during the day and 60's at night... Now that's what I'm talkin' about! In fact, I have a sweatshirt in the car (what a wuss!) and have actually run the heat once on the way home from work...(it was after a shift in the cooler working in 40-45 degrees). It's a crazy thing how your body adapts to the weather out here. I can take 117 degrees without much trouble, but 50 makes me a shivering mess... (used to be the other way around). But you know what? I'll take the change because I love it here.
Okay, with not much else to report I am off to look at what I hope will be my new home in Tempe... (I am negotiating the best deal and then taking it back here and see if my present address will do better or match the deal). I'll let you know how it turns out...
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