Trick or Treat!

What a wonderful Halloween! I had off today so I got to sleep in late. I went and voted! ... even though I'm from Texas and this stupid place is so conservative and uptight >.> . Then I went and took cupcakes to Tori's class at the end of the day. ^.^ Her class is sooo polite it tickled me speechless. We came back to McAllen and then got changed. John was Lightening McQueen and tori was Cleopatra. I put a last minute costume together. Love Nerd >.< . We went trick or treating with my mom and aunts and cousins. We went in my Aunt Sylvias neighborhood. It has only four blocks and man did we make out like bandits. And thats because more than half the houses weren't giving anything. Afterwards we went back to my aunts and gorged on Papa John's Pizza (two slices is gorging to me at least). When we got home the lil ones crashed like rocks. I have no idea what i am going to do with this candy? Definitely sending these evil seducing temptations back to Brownsville to Tori's and John's mom instead of keeping it here though.

On a side note... my pet peave about trick or treating.... GET OUT THE DAMN CAR AND WALK PEOPLE! I hate people that drive from house to house stopping to get out and get there candy and then load back up to go to the next house two doors down. I can understand if you drive to a place where you aren't from, but at least park the car, get out, and walk around the neighbor hood. *shakes head sadly* I just don't know now a days. Anyways ^.^ we still had a blast.


p.s. ..... I see orbs in the picture. freaky!

Happy Drinker Drunker!

You know I have to say... I'm a happy drunk! >.<>.< ... the tingly lips usually give it away >.< . Anyways needless to say i was in a happier than usual mood tonight. It was also fun sophisticating up our nerd game of magic with fancy wine glasses and red wine. >.< huggles I luv yall!

The Giggle!

I love giggles. ^.^ An honest giggle will always put a smile on my face. The dictionary defines a giggle as the following:

verb, -gled, -gling, noun –verb (used without object)

1.	to laugh in a silly, often high-pitched way, esp. with short, repeated gasps and titters, as from juvenile or ill-concealed amusement or nervous embarrassment.

–noun

2.	a silly, spasmodic laugh; titter.

I think there is more to this than what the definition tells us. To me a giggle is a burst of happiness that escapes oneself. A giggle is not caused by a joke or tickling but often by some outside source not meant at making you laugh. An example.... when the phone rings with someone you are wanting to talk to on the other line and a burst of excitement and happiness escapes you for a second in a pleasantly cute audible short burst of laughter. Or when someone smiles at you that you adore and its so cute that you have to let it out in a giggle. Things that make you laugh that aren't really intended that way. I know someone with the most adorable giggle that makes my heart flutter and my breath stop for a second. ^.^

Feeding off the Damned!

What I love about Shar is how her enthusiasm and excitement is so contagious! Today she texted about how she is on track with her running progression and ran not one but TWO 8 min intervals in her run during her lunch break! Now... I hate running... ever since the Marines... I have hated it! >.< I have been lifting weights lately and definitely eating much better but running... I tried to do it with her before but we got to a spot where we stopped and she started back up and I never did. But reading her text today just as I was getting off of work got me ubber motivated and instead of just lounging at home like I was planning to do I instead decided to go for a run. ^.^ Hehehe she joked with me saying that perhaps it was the competiveness in me that made me want to go run heheh, and she might be right lol, but I will take that and go with it if it allows me to do something healthy and positive for myself in life!

It's very easy to keep track of distance where I live right now. Since it's out in the country the blocks are exactly 1/2 a mile. My original intention was to run two miles today. I started of running the first 1/2 mile non stop. As I got to the next block I started walking. I thought I would walk the next 1/2 mile but half way through i was already rested and my body wanted to run again so i did. As I got to the end of the second block I could see the light at the end of the third block and something inside me wanted to keep going. When I was in the Marines running three miles is the standard physical test and something inside of me wouldn't stand for anything less. And so I continued one more block running and walking half of the block before turning around again to come back to the starting point. I continued running and walking in 1/4 mile intervals before I got to the last block where I ran the entire 1/2 mile to the end. The three miles took me 40 mins to do. I was just soo happy that I finished and that I didn't quit running that last half mile. My goal is to get my time down to thirty mins for the three miles. I think I have a great starting point. I think one thing I am going to change up for the next run is to not think of my run in distance. In other words ... don't limit myself to walking and running equal distances, I will concentrate on running as much as i can and walking until I am ready to start running again, regaurdless of where I am in the run. ^.^ So yay for feeding off the entusiasm of the damned! >.<

Say My Name!

So I am at my uncles church and I am greeting people and they keep asking me "What's your name?" and that kind of throws me off balance and I have to think for a while before I know what to say. The reason being is .. well .. I have lots of names I guess. My real name is Jose Carlos Perez Jr. But people call me different names. My friends for the most part call me Joe. My family Calls me either Jose or JC. Since I work with my aunt and she calls me JC my bosses and co workers, who are also my friends, call me JC. But if we go back some when I was in the Marines I was called Cpl Perez. And that was pernouned differntly at times, either with a hispanic pernounciation or a anglo pernounciation. Then they gave it a more affectionate twist and changed called me P-Rez. Then there were my buddies in the marines and a group were we called ourselves the crazy 8's, where my club name was Damion Luv. That was funny cause I was still a virgin way until I got out of the marines and no girl ever asked for my name when we went out dancing ^.^ . So I have no peculiarities when it comes to what people want to call me, as long as it is not negative. Even shar knows me and calls me Joe however she has said that I don't seem like a Joe. So I guess I have to practice saying my own name so that when people ask me I don't freeze up like that. Having thought about it I think my answer will be "My friends call me Joe." ^.^

"What happens when we die?" A daughters question.

My daughter asked me in the car today what it is called when some one dies and comes back as a kitty cat. I at first was taken back by the question. Where had she learned that? So as I got my senses back I smiled and I told her that when you die and come back to earth as someone else or something else it is called reincarnation. Many people believe that we are all tied together and when we die something special inside of us continues on to some other life. She smiled and me and said when she dies she is going to come back as a mermaid ^.^ . She asked me what i would come back as and I thought for a second and said I would probably come back as a dolphin. Jon perked up and said he was going to come back as a Shark. And with this topic of life after death out in the open I took an opportunity to go through some beliefs of what happens. I told her how some people believe in heaven and hell. How some people believed in reincarnation. And how some people believed that nothing happens when we die that its just like sleeping and never waking up again. I keep being amazed by Tori every day. She is no longer the little girl I use to know. She is intelligent. It just amazes me so much. I think my talk with about views of life after death was a good one. It was honest and open and allows her to know that there are many points of views out there and that we can never know which is the right one because in the end no one can come back and tell us which one is right.

Personal Growth

I look at myself today amazed at how different I am from just one year ago. Yes many things about me are still the same, my humor, my love for life, my wonderment in trying new things, my sense of family. However, I have grown in so many other ways. I have over come personal issues in leaps in bounds in such a short amount of time that as I look back I can't believe it. While I look back and am very proud of where I have come to be, I know that there is still so much more that I can do to better myself. I look forward living the rest of my life striving to become a better person free from insecurities and truly happy for myself without any co-dependence on any other person what so ever to achieve such happiness. Looking in the past year though, I know I have grown more with in the last twelve months in my life than I had in the last 30 years. I thought I was an amazing person then and was very happy who I was, but now, I feel even more amazing. ^.^