it’s your momma

my momma got sick yesterday.  luckily it was ‘just’ a gall stone.  i have never seen her in that much pain.  which of course put me in that much agony watching my momma suffer.  i’m afraid i didn’t handle it well.  i did great staying the night with her in the hospital room.  i held her hand and did all the stuff a good son does.  but when i went home to grab a quick shower while she was having the procedure to remove the stone from the duct it was stuck in, I snapped at everyone i came in contact with.  that is definitely not usually my way.  but the stress of watching my ma’s agony i think was too taxing on my coping skills.  something to work on in the future.  i pray she doesn’t have too many health scares, but when she does, i hope i handle them better.

please pray for my momma.

thanks,

BigHev

sorrow

for those who serve our country and especially those who’ve lost their lives.  Thank you.

hi

hey folks,
i’m feeling great and most things are going well. i’ve been working out at 24hr fitness and am liking how things are working out. i like that i am working on not worrying about what’s going on around me. i’m one of those persons that is always scanning around me waiting for the unexpected. i wonder why i do that? some insecurity of sorts i would guess.
i go in and get on an elliptical machine and set it for a half hour on the middle incline setting and middle resistance. it must be working because i get my heart rate to the high end of the cardio zone. i’m 45yo, 6′2″, 250lbs (i know, shut up!); and i get my heart rate up to 160. so it seems effective. i try not to spy those around me. younger folks around me look like they’re trying to pedal to the frickin’ moon in a half-hour!
how are you all doing out there?

ick

the ick is coming around.  our son paul has a good case of it.  my wife is a good fighter of the ick, but it’s creeping on her.  she managed not to cough too much on me last night.  if i do get it, i’d like to get it right now.  i go hunting in a couple of weeks and it’s miserable to be sick while out in the woods trying to be quiet.  not to mention feeling miserable and being out in the cold whistling winds of northern Colorado.

c’mon rockies, do your magic dudes!

happy

i’m happy to say that my workout is going well.  i have exchanged some fat for some muscle.  i’m a new member of 24hr fitness.  dang place is busy all of the frickin’ time.  late evening seems to be the best time if you want to have an time efficient workout.  so far my workout has included 33.33 minutes of cardio on an elliptical machine, 5 sets of bench press somewhere between 185 and 200 lbs; 3 sets of triceps with a 65 to 70 lb dumbell; and i sprinkle in a few sets of ab machine workout.

work is slowing down.  wrapping up project stuff.  all good.

went antelope hunting this weekend.  i managed to scare the crap out of a few lopers, but couldn’t shoot worth a crap so all were safe from me.  took out my newest hunting partner, my wife.  she enjoyed it.  i kinda wish i had a better showing, but didn’t miss the getting blood all over part.  see ya next year ya speedy critters.

tuckered

i’m tuckered out.  i turned 45 yesterday and i’m feeling it today.  i went out and golfed today.  i couldn’t have played any worse.  i think if i were to try to do it wrong, i would have played better.  i played with a good work buddy of mine and he played awesome!  it was a pleasure to watch him smack the ball.  he chipped one in from 40 feet out, he drained some long putts, he drove the ball straight and long.  i played last friday and did fairly well.  i thought for sure i was going to do a little better this week.  not so.  gonna have to think about if i want to put some more energy into golf or not.

9/11

What does it mean to you?

To me, it reminds me to not hate. to not be negative. to keep building myself to the person i need to be. the person that brings light to others, not darkness.

that morning, i was dropping off my younger son to my mom’s house so she could take him to school and I would go to work. i saw the tv with the first building smoking. i didn’t know why it was on fire. i thought maybe it was arson, or an accident. i’m ashamed to say that i thought about all the rich business men that were in there struggling to get out. then i learned what really happened and saw the video of the second building being flown into.
that day i knew that my heart wasn’t in the right place. my first thought should have been for the lives of each person that were in danger, hurt or lost their lives. it’s people that matter in life. each person matters. each person. that’s how i think and live now. i’m happy that day changed me.
i pray for those that live in hate. please change before this life is over. we only get one.

question

cable or dsl internet?

beauty

beauty is in the heart of the beholder.  there are opportunities daily to see beauty in life.  you can take advantage of them and appreciate them, ignore them, be oblivious to them or just plain poop on them.  it comes from your heart.  what’s in there matters greatly.  work on it daily.  have you shared anything from your heart today? this week? this month? even this year?  have you volunteered your time or talent for the causes out there?  your gifts are to be shared with others.  you are the gift to your neighbor when they are in need.  we are here to share our lives with others.  don’t close yourself off.  open your heart and share it.

i pray that i always see the beauty of life.  i believe that i have so far.  if that’s all that anybody remembers of me later in time, then i did it right.

BigHeavy

monday mornings

mondays crack me up.  i sit down at my desk and look at the papers neatly set in the corners.  i think back at what a cyclone of  an afternoon friday was.  i was in a big fat hurry to get out the door, like every friday.  a buddy of mine titled it ‘tidy friday’.  friday was for clearing up all of the outstanding issues of the week and clearing off the desk.

right now, my desk has some paperwork for signatures, some paperwork for project change orders, a set of plans for the project next to mine for coordination issues, my spec book, and a clipboard.  the normal cast of desk characters are the laptop computer and extra monitor (for dual monitors), the phone, desk clock, blank cd stack, religious card, stack of pens n pencils, the new swingline and old government issue staplers, and cords for charging the blackberry and one for the personal cell, and sticky note pads.

i’m a construction project manager, i live for breakfast.  i sure hope the burrito lady is on time this morning.  if not, i pity the first caller of the day.