missing...
I'm here, but for some reason i still want to go back there. Yes here is home, but i fell just as "home like" there if that make sense. Like i fit, almost like family. Most places you go after a while you can't wait to go back home...i didn't feel like that, and i have been a lot of places. Well i'm gonna stop talking now at least on that topic, not sure if anyone reads this thing anyhow. I talked with my dad a little this week it was nice, it wasn't one of those hey what do you need conversations. It made me happy. i also got to spend time with my sister and my brother in law and his family this week. My sister commented on how it'll prob be like 10 years before i get married or have kids at the rate i'm going.... just cause I haven't dated in years and i am just starting to think about looking for a girl again. Ok it was kinda funny at the time she made the comment. Well i have some thing i have to get done so i'll stop there and post again at another point. Comment, say whatever and who knows maybe i will respond. Oh yea, I got word from my freinds out in Belfast, Ireland yesterday via snail mail, they love their houses and the kitchens i installed are holding up well, and the would love for me to come back to visit and help out on other worksites up there... i really wish i had the money to take a week and go back there. Ah well if it's meant to be then it'll hapeen. (that last staement sound beter in my head with the irish drawl).