Flakes

Winter has finally arrived. We all knew it was coming, though we didn’t want to believe it. The holidays are over. The long “dead season” is here. The groundhog will pop out in a couple weeks, so spring is really not that far off. A short winter is fine with me, though I don’t mind a little stretch of it.

There is a strange, perverse pleasure in falling snow, at least the first few times. When the ground is covered with snow, the light is different than at any other time. I guess it’s brighter, it bounces around more. It’s also quiet when it’s snowing. Sound doesn’t travel as well maybe, I don’t know. I actually like shoveling snow the first time or two each year. The extreme cold is another story.

Angie is working nights now, 3 or 4 times a week. I couldn’t do it. I can’t sleep when it’s light out. She’s part vampire it seems, so she’s adapted well. She likes it ok, but it won’t be the last job she’ll have. It’s a stepping stone I guess, putting her time in to gain experience.

A couple weeks ago one of my sisters sent an email mentioning western Colorado. We (two of my sisters and I) got into an email conversation about how much we like that area and how we’d like to go back. After a day of this we decided to do just that. Two of my sisters and our families, about 15 in all, will be vacationing in the Durango area for a week this summer. It should be a great time. Madeline’s never seen the mountains, and it’s been 12 years since Alex and Abby have.

Next week is a birthday week at our house. I will be 43 on Tuesday; Alex will be 19 on Friday. Happy Birthday Alex! I’m very proud of you and I love you very much.

Peace-
Matt

Center

We had our big family Christmas gathering this weekend at the St Thomas More Center in Panora, IA. It's been a few years since we went to STM. The past few have been at the 4H camp in Boone. We all like STM better. It's a lot bigger and we don't feel so cramped.

It was a great weekend. Everyone had a lot of fun. We are all wiped out though. I probably got 3 good hours sleep. I'm counting the minutes until it gets dark, so I can go to bed for the night. Too bad too, because it's like 52 degrees outside right now. I wish I felt like enjoying it. A day this nice doesn't come around very often this time of year.

Six days until Santa comes.

Peace-
Matt

Noel

The shopping is mostly done. Good thing too, because the money is mostly gone.

My favorite Christmas Carol

If I don't talk to you soon, have a great Christmas.

Peace-
Matt

Blown

Friday morning at work I received a company wide email from the owner's assistant, asking if anyone was interested in purchasing some tickets to the Zac Brown Band concert on the next night. My boss bought these tickets and was not going to end up going. I knew that my daughter, Abby, really like this band. I also knew that two of my sisters already had tickets to this show. I gave it some thought.

Popular country music, which is where the general consensus on the Zac Brown Band currently falls, just isn't my bag. Most of today's "country" music is studio created bullshit. No real talent. Tight jeans, fancy haircuts, pretty faces, and the same two songs over and over. I have heard a few of their songs on the radio though, and they seemed to me to have something different and promising. I knew Abby would be thrilled to go and that a daddy-daughter date would be very cool, so I jumped on the tickets. What a great move.

I've been to some great concerts over the years. I saw Paul McCartney while he could still sing. I saw U2 in their prime. I went to an Aerosmith concert and saw some opening band no one had ever heard of at the time, Guns and Roses. I was rendered comfortably numb by Pink Floyd at the Unidome.

This band was real. They don't fit the "country" label at all. I saw southern rock, bluegrass, and AC-DC all together. These were six men, playing six instruments masterfully. So much talent. I was blown away.

I'm a picky music listener. I loathe Top 40 auto tuned photoshopped crap. This was the real deal. I was just hoping for a fun night with my daughter. I got so much more.

I sit here, well after midnight early Sunday morning, smoking a cigar and un-blowing my mind. My wife just landed a sweet job at an awesome facility, ISU beat OSU, Iowa finally won a road game, and tonight I saw an awesome spectacle of pure talent and real-ness. How lucky I am.

Peace-
Matt

(PS - Don't go buy a Zac Brown Band cd and tell me I'm full of shit. Go see them live and then we can talk)

300

Back in late 95/early 96, after Robby died, I decided I needed a change. I didn't like my job and wanted something different. I wanted to work with my hands. I wanted good benefits, and a solid retirement plan. One of my friends was serving his apprenticeship as a union electrician. This sounded perfect for me.

I applied for the electrician apprenticeship program, but was turned down. At the time, Angie was working for a very small health insurance firm in Des Moines. She told me that their accountant's husband, Chuck, suggested that I try to apply to the sheet metal worker's program as well. I didn't know Chuck, but decided to give it a shot. I got in and exceeded in apprenticeship school.

Shortly after I finished by apprenticeship, I was asked to come into the office and take over for the retiring estimator. Soon after I started my new position as estimator, I met Chuck Leysath for the first time. Chuck worked in the office as an estimator for the piping side. Chuck was about 30 years older than me. He was born and raised in New Orleans. He had a thick southern accent. Chuck always called it as he saw it. Always. He pulled no punches. You always knew if Chuck didn't like something, just as you'd know if he did. Chuck was an avid reader. He also remembered everything he ever read. Chuck was a walking encyclopedia. Everyone came to him for answers. He always had them.

About 2 years ago, there was some office shuffling done at work and Chuck and I ended up sharing an office. For the past 2 years or so, I've spent every Monday through Friday sitting next to Chuck. We've become great friends. I've learned so much from him. Chuck is the reason I am doing this job that I love.

Chuck passed away last night. Lung cancer took him out. I'm going to miss him a lot.

Tomorrow will be Robby's 17th birthday.

This is my 300th post on TeaBag.

Peace-
Matt

Nurse

Angie took and passed the NCLEX test and is now officially an RN. Yay Angie! It's been a long two years since she got laid off and decided to take this path. What an accomplishment for her. Now we have to concentrate on getting the huge student loan paid off.

The leaves are starting to change, the wind is starting to blow, the combines are in the fields. Fall is here. Sweet.

Peace-
Matt

(PS - Happy Birthday to my wife, who will be 29 tomorrow)

BBQ