Happy Valentines!

What's up my people? So the Daytona 500 is today, and of course it's Valentines Day. The most Hallmark of the Hallmark Holidays, but it is a good time to be thankful for all the wonderful things in my life and reflect.

This time last year, we heard the heartbeat of our sweet Coop for the first time! Of course we didn't know if he was going to be "Cooper" or "Ava" or "Kaiser" (not my favorite) or 40 other names we were tossing around. But we were SOOO excited for things to come. And just like that here we are a year later and Coops already laughing and smiling and rolling like crazy and just developing so damn fast it's crazy.

I can only hope that every Valentines is this great! I have a wonderful wife, great kid, and life is good! Whoo hoo.

So everyone have a great VD. Wait... not that kind of VD, well hell, do what you want.

JWC

Brain Dump

Hello my loyal followers, I apologize for not posting recently. I've been busy with this crazy kid named Cooper, and his even crazier momma, some of you may know her too :-).

I've also been on a fairly hardcore marketing campaign for my business, which includes several new advertising avenues, including my Car Car Blog, which you all need to join. Go ahead I'll wait........ just click on the pretty pic of Coop and Momma and daddy somewhere over here >>>, and click on it, go to my blogs, and follow Case Auto Specialists. Go ahead, do it. NOW!! Thanks, I appreciate it. You'll now recieve 5% off all services.

Case Auto has been a passion of mine for some years now, and it's also the love child of my crazy ambition and my love of working with my hands. Let's hope this marketing campaign helps spice up revenues, because as much as I love doing something on "The Side", I no longer have the time for a part time gig AND a full time job as well. So 2010 will either bring my sweet love child Case Auto to "Legit Business" status, or it will be the end of my side project, depending on how well I do marketing and promoting my business.

But enough of the serious adult crap, this is going to be an exiting month, Superbowl Sunday is in 6 days, Valentines Day is quickly approaching, and for all my Catholic friends out there, it's ash Wednesday. I can't believe it's almost lent again. Crazy how the time files. Not sure what I'm giving up yet, but I'm sure it will be torture as usual. That's the point right?

Man what a jumbled up mess this blog was!! I should go back, edit, and organize it, but that would defeat the whole "brain dump" idea wouldn't it??

See Ya!!

JWC

My Sharon Story.................

Well late is an understatement about this story, as her birthday, 50th might I add was over a week ago. And MORE than a week before that we were all asked to come up with a good "Sharon Story". So I definitely dropped the ball, but I really wanted to put some thought into how I was going to tell this tale of teenage affection meets concerned parent meets near death experience.

Interested yet???? Read on............

Let me set the tone for you. The year is 1999, I'm a 17 year old boy/man coming off of a fresh break up. But not with a person, but persons. Not I'm not from Utah, my band, Clevon Little (no "A" on Cleavon intentionally BTW) had decided to split, and I was realizing that a career as a rock star might not work out after all. But what I did know was that I was getting VERY serious with a certain young lovely that had just recently moved a few miles away. 130 miles to be exact. So what else was a young boy/man to do but go visit???

Now keep in mind that I can drive to Norman in my sleep now (literally, I did last Wednesday :-), but at the time I didn't know Norman from any other town that was outside of my comfort zone of the Tulsa/Broken Arrow area. But as luck would have it, I could make my way to I-44 and my young lovely's mom had agreed to meet me halfway, and I could follow them the rest of the way to Soonersville.

So we meet at the "Mid McDonalds" and my sweetheart jumps in with me to ride back to her parents house. Being as we're SOOO in love and missed each other SOOO much, she decides to cozy up next to me in the middle seat. Don't forget that important detail.

So we cruise down I-44 and as soon as we get off, we notice Sharon gets off on the first available exit and pulls over. And I'm thinking "hmmmmm maybe she's having car problems. I just started a new job at a mechanic shop, and maybe I can save the day and win boyfriend of the year!!"

Not so. No sooner than we get out of the car, we notice a very interesting look on her face. She's not happy, and why would she be, she has been stewing for about 45 minutes watching her daughter and some young punk cuddling next to each other driving down the highway. I didn't realize she was upset by this, but I figured it out pretty damn quick when the "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU"RE DOING??!?!?!" and a few other comments started being hurled at me. And I'm thinking, "wow, this lady's crazy, she might just kick my ass right here off of I-35".

And just as soon as it started, Melissa was now riding with her now and I was flying solo trying to follow her ticked off Mom back to their house. Good fun huh?

So I'm trying to follow them, but I'm just not having a lot of luck, maybe because I'm not familiar with OKC, or maybe I'm still a little flustered from the ass chewing I just took, maybe both.

And all of the sudden, I see her jerk over into another lane. And why wouldn't she? After all the lane ended in about 50 feet, and there's a semi in the way. So after having a mild heart attack, I SLAM on the brakes, and jerk over two lanes of traffic just in time to not get killed by to different vehicles.

So I'm sitting there, getting the bird from 50 different drivers, who are justified in doing so, and I'm thinking to myself, "did she just try to kill me?" I mean I know I was cuddling up with her daughter and everything, but she did take Melissa out of the car, and she knows I'm not familiar with Norman. Man I think she just tried to kill me.

So here I am thinking "oh great, I'm going to Norman all by myself and my chances of getting back to BA in one piece are now slim, but oh well, it'll make for a good story .............................................

Happy B Day Sharon, Love You!!!!!!

P.S. Might I also add that to this day, that's BY FAR the most pissed I've ever seen Sharon, and after trying to follower her a few times since then, I think she may not have been trying to kill me. I think.............................

Cram Blog

Well I have only myself to blame for letting time slip away since my last entry. He he that sounded dirty. But alot has happened in the world and I'm just gonna have to cram it all into one blog and....... what shall I call it?? I'll think of something.

Well first (first picture) my Cowboys are finally learning how to win in December, and let's hope they can duplicate the ass whipping they handed to the Eagles again this Saturday. Nothing would make me happier than to experience my first Superbowl with Cooper by watching the Cowboys go all the way!!!!!!!


Second, a very talented but not well known musician was lost last week. James Sullivan, better known as "The Rev" from Avenged Sevenfold died last week of "Natural Causes'. Not sure what's so "Natural" about dying at 28, but he was a truly gifted drummer and had the FASTEST feet I've ever heard. Man that guy was good. And I would like to thank MSN for announcing his death in a half page article that aired for a whole 45 mins (literally). I know, I know, the world can't rest until they know where Tiger's wife is grocery shopping at today. Anyway, Rev, you'll be missed by many, including myself. RIP Bro...........................


And last but not least, The 10 Goat. I was digging for a nice pic to represent the turning of the new year, and I think I'm gonna make this little bugger my mascot for this year. He'll even be on my New Years Resolution sheet that I type up every year and stick up next to this very computer I'm typing. Which reminds me, I have an idea. I'll post my NYR's on here, and you post yours, that way we can help each other be accountable for our yearly goals. Ya know the whole "People Helping People" thing. And my resolutions for 2010 could not be ANY more generic, but here they are, in no particular order.


There all number based, thus easy to remember.


175: Target weight. Currently 195.
6:15: Latest I should be allowed to sleep in.
5: Number of miles I will be running every week. Currently running 0.
75: The number of push ups I WILL be doing EVERY night before bed (around 50ish now).


Well there ya go, Merry 2010!!

Julian Seinfeld???

Twins separated at birth???? HA!!!



Actually my Seinfeld reference has nada to do with looks, but there is a very strong similarity we do have.

You remember the Seinfeld episode where one of Jerry's many girlfriends decides to break up with him? And instead of being upset, or even angry, he simply says "That's OK, I'll get another one". He then goes on to explain to her: "You see, things always have a way of working out for me", said with a "life's a bowl of cherries" smile on his face.

I feel me and Jerry share this very awesome and sometimes bizarre trait. People always tell me I'm so easy going, not easily stirred up , and just always cool, calm, and collective, or collected, whatever the hell the saying is.

I wish I could tell you that I'm just an iron gutted bad ass that doesn't let ANYTHING bother him, but the reality is that experience has taught me to actually enjoy a shitty day, because tomorrow is going to KICK ASS!! And when money seems tight, or I have some random weird crap going on, to take a note from my good buddy Bobby McFerrin and "Don't worry, Be Happy".

Now don't take this like I don't realize how blessed I am. I thank God everyday for all the wonderful things in my life that I certainly don't deserve. I sit here typing one handed holding my amazing son in my other hand just marveling at his every move.

And don't think it doesn't come with a down side. I often feel like I'm not as prepared as I should be; ya know, more money in the bank and better insurance and a good "game plan" for all the crazy crap I do. And one day my lackadaisical attitude might just bite me in the butt, but ya know what??? Even then things will work out.

They always do...........................................................................................


JWC

Pre Holiday Madness

Hey.....uh....... this is.... uh........ this is Tiger.

Sorry, I can't stop laughing everytime I listen to that voicemail he left that chick. That chick who apparantly is one of the many that were in contact with Tiger's Wood. I tried to send Elin an invitation to come stay at the Case household whilst (yeah whilst) this whole thing blows over, but I think my phone may be jacked, because I haven't heard back yet. Wait I just got a text!!! Oh no it was someone else. Anyway....................................................

So the pre holiday madness is here, which means if you drive your car within a 5 mile radius of 71st and Memorial, you will be stuck in traffic for a minimum of 30-45 minutes. But the holidays also bring many joys, such as family time, holiday parties (open bar=WHOO HOO!!), and lots of Football. YEAH!! And of course the always fun New Years Eve celebration.

So I guess I'll just kick my feet up, relax, and enjoy all the wonderful things I've blessed with this year, a wonderful wife, an amazing son, and all the best friends I could ask for; just to name a few.

See Ya!!!!

JWC

Time For Another Brain Dump

Ok as far as "Father and Son" pics, this is by far my favorite . He looks so grown up and his little up on the heels Michael Jackson footwork is AWESOME. He really needs his head down holding onto his fedora. Anyway............






Well the Holiday season is upon us once again and as usual it seems like we just had one, but I'm not going to beat the "time flies" horse anymore than it already gets beat this time of year. Anyway... not sure where I'm going with that.

But the good news is Coop is taking solids with his formula, and that's not only helping his relfux a TON, but he's sleeping longer, so me and momma are in better moods also. It's way early for his digestive system to be having cereal, but it's way easier on him that that relflux. Talk about sad and painful looking.

But anyway, hopefully this three day week will fly by and I'll be up on the roof cussing whilst (that's right WHILST) trying to put up Christmas lights in no time!

Then it's Bedlam. Orange Power bitches. Sorry Sooners, this is the one time of the year when I'm rootin against ya. No hard feelings? I hope we can still be friends.