And just when you think they had songs about everything...

A reporter at my station played me a song by Tim McGraw called "My Next Thirty Years." I wasn't much of a fan of the song, but the lyrics spoke a lot about what I am going through now. The words in the () is my commentary....

I think I'll take a moment celebrate my age (in Vegas)
End of an era and the turning of a page (damn straight)
Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here (right on)
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years (Because the last 30 were just the beginning)

In my next thirty years I'm gonna have some fun (I always do)
Try to forget about all the crazy things I've done (NEVER forget the crazy things I've done)
Maybe now I've conquer all my adolescent fears (Trying to get over them still)
And I'll do it better in my next thirty years

My next thirty years I'm gonna settle all the scores (Most are settled)
Cry a little less laugh a little more (Hardly ever cry--laugh a hell of a lot more)
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear (Done that)
Figure out just what I'm doin' here in my next thirty years (Working on it)

For my next thirty years I'm gonna watch my weight (I am on track)
Eat a few more salads and not stay up so late (Salads yes, still going to stay up late)
Drink a little lemonade and not so many beers (Already do)
Maybe I'll remember my next thirty years

My next thirty years will be the best years of my life (I am going to make it so)
Raise a little family and hang out with my wife (This will take a while)
Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear (This will take a while)
Make up for lost time here in my next thirty years (Live for the moment--always have)
In my next thirty years

I don't know about you, but Faith whipped Tim McGraw out of his bad boy ways into introspection. I miss his edge. I never want to lose my edge. But maybe when I get a girlfriend that will change. But then again, I would want someone who makes me a better person and bring out the best in me. It's a lofty goal, but I've waited this long. Why not a little longer.

Open for comments

I just set up the blog for anyone to comment. So, comment away.

I did get a call from Wal-Mart and they apoligized, but I do feel bad that they were "try to find out who to talk to and correct the problem". I don't want to get anyone in trouble. People make mistakes. I just hope it doesn't mean any serious repremand.

Right now I have a hole in my head, literially. The orthodonist doing my root canel drilled in, but so much puss and blood was there that she couldn't operate. So I have to wait two days for the infection to go down. So, now I have a hole in my tooth. I can't eat out of the left side of my mouth, so I am basically on soft food and liquids until tomorrow.

Let's hope this is all worth it.

The Tooth Hurts

It kinda sucked this weekend, as one of my teeth started to hurt and my face ballooned like the national debt. It made going to see WWE wrestling saturday night a a pain. I did however, get to say "good job" to two of the wrestlers as I left the arena. They both said in unison "Thank you." For those of you who want to know it was Rosey and Stevie Richards.

I went in Monday to the dentist, which took forever (it took them an hour to finally sit me down.) I got a look from the assistant, got x-rays, waited another half hour, got an evaluation from the dentist, more x-rays, and then finaly after another 15 min. I heard the dreaded words, root canal. I had to set up an appointment for next week, which means I am off two days sick, one for the surgery, the other to recover.

I do realize that people have to do other things, and waiting is sometimes necessary to get a better perspective on a situation. I don't mind waiting, but sometimes you fell that "hey, you had enough time, let's git 'er dun." (Yes, I am starting to feel like a little red neck out here.)

I was at the Wal-Mart the other day, and the gal at the register didn't have change for me. I can understand--a lot of people bring in bigger bills and her drawer gets flooded with twenties and fifties. She requested to get change via her register, and I patiently waited. Ten minutes later the customer service gal finally got to the register, gave the gal her change, and left. The gal at the register gave ther person in line his change first, then mine. She said that the customer service gal gave her the wrong amounts.

I remember when one register clerk could just have easily exchanged a couple of twenties for correct change right across from each other without having to go through the customer service department and having to wait while they are off on some other matter before getting you some change. Even if they needed to keep track, they could easily type it into a computer that they exchanged so many bills for so many bills. Ugh.

Sorry to rant, but maybe I want things to happen more quickly. I am growing old every minute and the sooner I get on with my life, the sooner I can get things done.

The pro at work

It was funny today that I appeared in the paper and three newscasts by just doing my job. Of cource, none were my station. Anyhow, I have the newspaper one posted, although its not the clearest in the world. I am the guy on the left. Not the one getting into the car.



Another good thing today is that I a newstory I did all by little bitty self. I interviewed Warwick Davis a few weeks back and did a story about him being in "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy." I am so proud of it--even got credit on air.

Until next time, see ya.

256 to Go

I saw my dietician the other day, who I had seen three weeks before for the first time. I had an physical exam the week before that, because I haven't had one in ten years or so. It kinda concerned me that I hadn't, as something maybe wrong and I didn't know it. Plus we did a story about www.livingto100.com and their survey spooked me a little.

The doctor said I was fine. Cholesteral was normal, blood pressure was normal. I was in good shape with the exception of my weight, which I already knew was a trouble spot. News isn't always the greatest job when it comes to eating well. You eat a lot of fast food because you are always on the run.

The doctor recommended to see their deitician, who was covered under my insurance--which saved me a lot of cash. Her diet wasn't a diet, rather a lifestyle change. Basically watch what I eat (keep it low fat and eat more vegetables) ; eat in the morning (which I tended not to); and walk five times a week. Plus keep a journal of what I eat.

The past three weeks were an adjustment, but not too bad so far. I have been watching what I eat at fast food joints. I cut soda all together in exchange for fruit juices and milk. I am starting to eat more salads. The only thing was I am only able to walk on weekends due to my busy schedual during the week. But the walking hasn't been tiring at all--usually walk a little over a mile.

So, three weeks late.....I lost 6 pounds!!!! Two pounds a week isn't bad. But still have to work on eating more vegetables. Plus I can hopefully get out more once my schedual allows it. The goal now is to be around 200 in a year.

I have another month to my next visit. Hopefully things will progress as the previous few weeks.

Countdown with me

I have a countdown clock on my site so you can see how long I have to the big 3-0. It's at the following address:
http://www.geocities.com/pushbenoit/Countdown.html

The start of the journey

Being 29 and as the days slowly click away for the big 3-0, I have been re-evaluting my life. My teens were a diaster, my twenties spectacular with a lot of bumps in the road. However, my direction is quite clear yet.

By now, people have "careers" instead of jobs and have had long term girlfriends. Myself, I am somewhat of a late bloomer in both areas. But I see myself having as much fun as possible and trying a lot of things.

But the ultimate question--"Am I happy?" It's a mixed bag. I like my lifestyle, but still a bit alone. I like my job, but I want to do more. So, I am making some changes.

I am losing some weight, trying to get my house in order, and trying to get some of my social problems figured out. That's what this blog is all about.

Many guys out there kinda morn the coming of their 30th birthday. It's kind of a transition from being fresh out of college fun-filled party guy, to a serious career, settling down, and no-fun man. I don't see it that way. I see it as a way to look back, fix things, but still feel like you're twenty five. It's not a age, just a number. And just a goal to reach.

So, I take you along on this journey. In the end, maybe I'll be more happy than I am now and wiser. But not too much older.