I've been at Seattle for 2 weeks now and I have come to realize something. Being married is great. I realize that I am, presently, a Class B Bachelor and not truly single, but it's close enough to the real thing to make me feel the effects.
What is a Class B Bachelor? It's one who, though married with all of married life's restrictions (i.e. no cheating--Homey don't play that game), has the freedom to go where he pleases and do what he pleases without worrying about pleasing the wife and/or children. No "chick flick" movies. No Disney movies. Straight action flicks and comedies with lots of fart jokes. It also means you can eat where you want if you choose to eat out. For me, that means all-you-can-eat Chinese buffets. Something about paying $8 to stuff myself with cashew chicken, only to be hungry again in an hour. Can't stay away.
You know though, as nice as all that sounds, the appeal wears off after about 8 hours and I realize how much I miss the wife and kids. The hotel room starts closing in and it is just too quiet. When I'm out and about, I find that I can't help smiling at little kids walking by. I saw a 1 1/2 year old boy chasing a ping pong ball across the floor of the mall yesterday and I couldn't take my eyes away. I wanted to sit down there with him and play. I miss my 12-year-old kicking my tail on Playstation, I miss playing roughhouse with my 8-year-old, I miss laughing with my wife.
Yep, I don't miss being single one bit. Give me the noise, the chick flicks, and McDonalds (again) anytime if I can be near my family.
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Steve, you sound so lonely it makes me sad. As for me, I've been stuck in the house with my family all day and they've been driving me crazy. Nevertheless, if I were away from them for more than one day I'd be even crazier. It's gotta be even harder at Christmas. If you could get here, you could join us for Christmas. Maybe you can borrow one of those big planes and come over.
I hope you have a Merry Christmas watching fart-oriented comedies and eating your weight in crab rangoon. Afterwards maybe you can make your own fart-oriented comedy and put it on YouTube.
Merry Christmas to you and yours, Steve. I'm with George - get on one of those jumbos you fly, tell them you're taking it to Charleston, and drop down here at CAE. We'll keep a light on for ya.
Who is this Adam Brown character? If there's anyone I know who does not need to go on a diet, it's you. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, brother. Come back in one piece. I look forward to our families getting together!
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