It was just one of those nights....

Hello!

I’m back, had an awesome time ready to tackle life again.

So, activity wise there isn’t much I can say, I mean, been there done that type of vacation. What I did emphasize more on this time was on being more social, saying “Hello” more often and listening to what people were talking about. The old Chuck wouldn’t have done that, the old Chuck would have node and smile…. Times change people, times change,

One of the biggest things that I noticed was that when you are single/separated/divorced you kinda get hit on by people that are out of your league; senior league! I told Julie, I will call her Julie from now on because “Ex” has a negative connotation to it and we’re pretty much BFFs, (again) I told Julie that I hated her for what she had done because all that needed to happen was for somebody to find out I was available again and the shit would hit the fan; it did!! I had a bunch of old ladies on wheelchairs hitting on me, scout's honor folks. There was this one that wanted me to sing a song with her and she f_cked it up royally; and it is my favourite song of all times. Now I cannot listen to it anymore…. Why me God, why me!!!!...

I was frame I tell ya, frame!

Then, there was the time that I was frame! Somebody had left a bag on my side of the room and a camp monitor opened it just to find, surprise surprise, 3 condoms! WTF folks, W T F!....they were not mine, most of the camp monitors are under 18 so it would be illegal; and for the record, they were too small…

So it was that type of summer camp…. I wanna go back….sigh

PS I know that you guys are probably going "Yeah Yeah, you were frame *wink*" because of the messy bed and the girl holding the condoms, but the bed was like that because I threw my dirty clothes on it and the girl is a minor..so don't "Yeah yeah" me....

Where dreams are replenished...

Hello…

Now that the dust has settled…

So, my last post before hitting the road!

Camp 2014

I have been there 3 out of 3 times, in theory if I’ve been there once I am not supposed to attend it anymore; unless people approached refuse to go. Leads me to ask the question: People, WTF??? It is completely free! Free food, free activities, you got people that take care of you at the drop of a dime, so why not go?? I cherish the week I get off from my daily routine, I am extremely grateful for every second that I spend there contemplating nature and its beauty. Plus the camp fires are always fun….. So get off your butt, metaphorically, and come to the camp; maybe we’ll meet each other there….

Yay Camp!

PS Mind you, it might also be that the texts that I send to post my candidature for camp are so profound that they have no choice but to request my presence…  I rock!

The winds of change

Hello…

I know, it’s been a while but shit happens; so let’s move on…

When you cross the threshold of the door in a couple of weeks, I don’t want to see you anymore. I don’t want to know anything about you I, will cut all ties with your family, your friends, anybody remotely associated with you. When referring about me do not use the term “my ex-husband” as it would imply that I once knew you and we had some sort of relationship with you. I now consider you a spot on a white blanket that must be bleached out….

No, you are dead to me……

Although it sounds quite a lot like our last discussion, divorce/separation isn’t what I thought was going to be. I don’t know if my food, coffee, yogurt was spiked that night but when I woke up in the morning I was a different man…

I was ready to stay friend with her and not just for the sake of our kids. No, I somehow was in a Zen state and remembered that before having kids we were friends; and good ones I may add, so I wasn’t going to ruin that.

At this point we seem to be at peace with each other ….

And it’s time for summer camp…Yay!