Ever just look at a calendar and wonder where the year has gone? I can't believe it's already the middle of September. Soon it's gonna be Christmas and then 2010.

It appears having daughters first is a trend for my family's generation. With Sarah having her daughter on September 7 and Anna having had her daughter in August of last year, that makes three of the four of us starting off with girls. Only Kerrie started with a boy. Anna and Sarah gave their daughters each others middle names, which was sweet, so I taunted Kerrie for not giving one of her boys my middle name (since Abbie's middle name is Kerrie's middle name, as well as a few other Stewart ladies in my family).

I scheduled my last week of vacation for the year in the middle of August. I re-up on November 24 so it's use it or lose it. We're hoping to head back to St. George's Island again. Abbie has been clamoring for the beach ever since the last time we went in August. The weather should hopefully still be pretty nice then, and she mostly just stomps in the shallow water and looks for shells. My hope is to eventually go back to New Jersey for a vacation someday, but money is so tight right now. With the down economy, I haven't gotten a raise in over two years, and the company hasn't made a profit sharing goal in well over a year, though if we can beat goal this month we might see profit sharing checks in October. Anything extra would be nice.

Abbie hasn't been feeling well. Actually, neither has Gloria or myself. The weird changes in the weather has us out of whack. Actually, I've had a low, throbbing headache for two weeks or so now. Nothing serious, just annoying.

Forcing The Issue

So I'm forcing myself to write this entry. Supposedly, if you force yourself to write, it's, like, a good thing. Or something. Beats me. I haven't written anything in years, creatively anyway. Maybe I should. Just not right now.

In what little spare time I have, I've been re-reading my KoDT collection. It reminds me of the summer of 1995, when Matt and I would hang out at his place and read back issues of comics and magazines in between working at the York College computer lab. I miss Matt. I miss a lot of my old college buddies, but I miss Matt the most. Odd, since we didn't get off on the best footing when we first met. But I ended up hanging out with him the most, aside from maybe Patterson and Sidler. I miss those guys as well, especially because I haven't played tennis in years, and I miss doing that.

I guess it's easy to miss a lot of things as one gets older. Still, looking at what I have is fun, too. I wouldn't trade Abbie in for the world.

Where Am I?

So it's been a year since I've posted any sort of blog over at livejournal. I guess I just don't make any real time to do so. Keeping up with a three-year old daughter who has more energy than you at any given time also makes for a hard time. Needless to say, I'm still alive. I'm still in Tallahassee. It's still humid.