One day...

I will have my own Super heroes!

Giving up...

Sometimes i feel like giving up. Not on life or killing myself. But on work. I love my job, but the fact that i work with a controlling hag that always gets her way. Tomorrow is the yearly fundraiser which i am not looking forward to. I will be slaved around in the land of Face painting for two hours! While the other head teacher get to go around and play the game and activities with her son. Her excuse is that she could not find a sitter for her son and the father is in mexico and she just wants him to enjoy it. Give me a fucking break. I work harder than her to teach my students life skills and give them lessons that challenge their minds. She on the other hand yells at them and does nothing. She wonders why i am mad at times. Even when i ask her to help me she always needs to leave and go do something elsewhere. Well i am not the head teacher but i should be. On top of this what will happen tomorrow is that my boss will get to the point of drunk and just laugh and smile with all the parents and encourage them to buy things. Well i am going to express things about her playing favorites with teachers. And that it is Illegal for me to work that Fundraiser ever again! I am hourly not Salary. And where is it in my job description to do stuff like this. Plus my boss never listens to me or give me advice on what to do with my co worker. I am honestly lost with her and can never depend on her. She leaves work early at 9 or sometimes 10. To never return until the next morning. So when i want to talk to her about stuff i can never. I am ready to just tell people off and hope that they see wrong that they have made.

God...if you are out there... help me get past this!

Really??? ........

God help me....

I love you. From your crazy pictures of me eating schnauzers, to your beautiful poem about a teacher's desire to be remembered by his students, to your positive quote of upbeat song lyrics, to your sexy butt. I love you from top to bottom, left to right, heart and soul. God help me.

Papi

I got this from papi today! I love him more than he knows!

Growing Up.. ..

One day...

You will be much older than you are now.
Much knowledge will be flowing in your Brain.
You will be ready to take on the world.
The people who have gotten you ready will be much older as well.
Please do not forget about me and all the learning skills i have passed on to you.
Remember the places we have gone. The things we have seen. The songs we sang.
The countless times i have held you and made injuries feel better.
Remember our hugs each morning and our good-byes at the end of school.
Remember that i listened to you and that you did the same for me.
Remember everything.
When you get older, i know you will make me proud!

That's what friends are for...

"If you were not at the party.. you missed a good time!"

This past Sunday, friends, Family member likeness, bloggers, and co workers all met up for a fantastic meeting party. It was such a great mix of a crowd. All gay men expect the token straight couple. We chatted about our lives, jobs, playing swords, pets, and food. There was so much food and wonderful drinks. Blair even showed out some tunes. Blair plays a great "hello" by Lionel Richie. Even Mason wanted to join in on the Fun. Our hosts have a beautiful home filled with many things from their lives and adventures they have done together. If you misses the Tribute to Undies Monday you can catch it here!! It was great to be out of my comfort zone and relax.

Thank you boys, I look forward to more Adventures with you!


P.S Get Better Arnie!!

Strenght in Numbers!

I was searching for a poem that i wanted to share about friendship. Currently one of our blogger friend's mother is going through a tough time right now. I want to be there for them as much as i am. That is the type of person i am. Caring, Compassionate, loving. While searching for something to encourage them I found this. I cried upon reading this. I hope this bring much strength for them. Please keep them in your thoughts and pray for their mother!

You give me strength to believe
that everything will turn out alright,
that my greatest worry take heed and take flight,
and that tomorrow, such a day will surely come.

You give me strength to find hope
in all that I do and the days that draw near,
in all your promises that I long to hear,
and in that love will someday find me.

You give me strength to live life
to know that everyday will end with another to follow,
and that people will hurt you and bring you sorrow,
but there is always another sunrise.

You give me strength to be;
to wake up each morning and feel like I should,
and even though he broke my heart there is someone that never would,
and that I am actually worth something.

You are my strength in all that I do.
I can make it through each day knowing I have you there,
and waking up is easier because in your heart you care,
and you are my will to fight.

You are my smile I wear across my face,
and the reminder in the back of my mind when I think of her,
that she will be OK and of that you are sure.
You give me strength to believe.