Food

Since as long as I can remember I've enjoyed eating, cooking, watching, and doing anything that has to do with food. I had planned to go to culinary school and get a degree and move to bigger and bigger things working in a 5 star restaurant with the best chefs in the country and even the world.
Though I haven't had the chance to attend culinary school I have been a cook at a daycare center where it was my job to prepare meals for 100+ children, create their menu, and order the necessary items for the menu to be carried out. I enjoyed every minute of that job while I was in the kitchen.....it was when they asked me to help out in the classrooms that I found myself counting the minutes until it was time to go home. Making that job less than desirable so proceeded to find another job forgetting about my love for cooking and looking at the money...wherever I could make the most money would make me happy. So I found a job driving a delivery truck....the job was easy and the hours were good, and I also made a decent amount of money with lots of opportunity for me to move up with the company....at least that's what they told me. So I quit and started going to school for a degree in computer science another interest of mine is computers and how they work and how to make them work. I went to school full time and in my off time I looked for a job. I looked for anything....except food service work as I was looking to build my resume toward computers and technology anything that would help me in the long run with my degree. Two terms went by and classes were good until Trigonometry. I'm not so sure what happened but for whatever reason I could not do it. I decided the best idea would be to take the class again. But at the last minute I found out that my financial aid for that term had been denied due to the fact that I had failed my previous class(Trigonometry) . Worst thing about it was I paid out of my own pocket for that class and it was a summer class at that so I missed my summer to fail a class. Meanwhile I was able to get a job for a small catering company as a cook. Though it was my last choice because it had nothing to do with computers and was cooking.......I knew that I loved to cook but was trying to do computers.
I have been a cook with the company for a few months now and have learned everything that I can about the company and how things work and how the bosses want things to work. I enjoy waking up to go to work everyday and have a good time while I'm there.
Anyway back to food the topic of this whole thing. I'm not sure when it started but everything I eat lately isn't good. I don't know if its because I'm being too picky or because I'm around food all day that I just don't want to eat it but, it sucks. Lately the things that taste really good to me is Diet Dr. Pepper and this raspberry pretzel jello salad that my mom makes. I smell food and thing oh yeah that's going to be yummy and I put it in my mouth and its like ehhhhh. I'm not saying that the food was prepared badly and I know it wasn't because its all cooking from people that I know and have eaten their food for a while now. I really hope that food starts to taste good again because I still it as much as before its just not as fun.
As to whether I will ever attend culinary school I don't know. My brother and sister are there now and seem to be having a blast and my wife seems to think that I will end up there one day. I guess I would like to go but I wouldn't want to leave my current job/people I work for they have been really awesome. I am still young and have a lot of options available to me in the future. If I do one day end up in culinary school I don't think me or anyone else I know would be surprised but for now I'm content where I'm at.

Male pride.

Wow what a funny topic!  I know that I am a pretty prideful....I think its something that just comes naturally to all males.  My this is bigger, my that is better because this, and I did this every see it because I did it.  

The question is how much pride is too much.  When do you ask for help?  Should you let your pride get in the way of asking for or accepting help from somebody who offers it?  I know I am the kind of person that doesn't like to ask for help and when I do its usually yelling for it, expecting whom ever I ask to drop what they are doing to help me at that exact instant and the longer they take the more frustrated I get.  And though I take it out on them I'm not mad at them I'm mad at the situation and myself for not asking for help before I was to the point of yelling.  I am sorry to anyone reading this that has been on the receiving end of these actions whether by me or by somebody else.  

The moral of the story is life is to short to be too prideful to ask for help or accept help BEFORE you actually need it and could potentially hurt yourself or somebody else physically or mentally.  I hope that I can live up to that.

Moods

Isn't it interesting that the mood of a person or group can influence the mood of another?

I've found this to be the case pretty much everywhere and to be honest its rather annoying.  I understand why/how it happens but I think the world would be a much happier place if good moods were as contagious as bad moods seem to be these days.

One of the things I've tried to do as a customer at different stores and restaurants etc. is to smile a lot and say thank you and have a good night/day whichever the case may be.  I'm not sure if it helps anybody if they are having a bad day but I feel better for trying.

At work I try to make every customer smile and/or laugh.  There are some customers that come in that you would never think smile ever and I've seen them smile and it makes my day that for at least few seconds in their day they were able to smile and feel happy.  What a wonderful feeling to know that I could've made a difference in their entire day.  

My boy

My son Mikey amazes me everyday and just like every parent I worry about him and hope the best for him always.  Just like most children Mikey is very shy when we go to a new place at first but after a while he loosens up and is ready to play.  Up until that point I am right there for him to hold him and make him feel safe.  What a wonderful feeling to know that he feel to know that I make him feel safe.  

Last night we had a chance to take dinner to our friends Dave & Carrie whom we haven't seen for a while.  When we got there like usual as soon as I put him down he turned right around signaling he wasn't ready to be down.  So we sat on the couch.  While daddy was talking and catching up Mikey was checking out the place and Gabriel their son.  After a few minutes Mikey felt comfortable and he went around with Gabriel playing and having a great time.  

We ate and talked for a few hours before we decided it was time to go home.  When we left Mikey gave Gabriel a high five and a "Pound it".  What a neat thing to see them interact with one another.  I smiled the whole way home.  Though I know we don't really need one but we have an excuse to get together with Dave & Carrie so our kids can play again.

  I feel so lucky and blessed to live in an area with friends and family so close to me.  And though the world around us seems to be falling apart with the economy so bad and wars etc.  I know that if I ever needed anything I have lots of people around that could help me out.  I hope they know I offer the same help if they need it.  

Bad times that turn out Good.

A while ago at work I had and incident with a co-worker that required us and the "witnesses" to be called into the office separately to discuss what happened.  In my meeting my bosses both told me of a promotion they had planned on giving me but considering the situation it probably wasn't the right time.  After this talk I decided that maybe I should work a little harder and show the bosses why they considered a promotion for me in the first place.  As time went on I went along doing things as I normally did.  When vacation time for the bosses rolled around they gave me many responsibilities such as counting the money, and insuring people got breaks, and business ran just as if they were still there.  When they came back they were excited to see what had happened while they were gone and since it was the week of the snow I was excited to see them back.  

Since then we have lost some people and found some replacements and business seems to be moving along as it should.  I was flattered when I was asked to keep an eye on the new people and help them get aquatinted with their new job.  Though its rather annoying to tell someone every five minutes a new task to do its rewarding to see the day as a whole running smoothly.  

I'm sorry if my blog so far is kind of depressing but getting things out good or bad is one of the big reasons I started this blog.  

I'm feeling left out.

My family seems to be enjoying getting to know what is going on with one another through facebook, blogs, and other forms of internet technology.  I never feel like I know what is going on with everyone and nobody knows what is going on with me so I suppose I could join the club!

Lately my life consists of work and work.  I find it is a rare occasion that my shift at work ends before 4:00 even though the posted schedule says 1:00 everyday.  But I enjoy my job and I feel like I am good at what I do.  For those that don't know I am a cook/cashier/whatever needs done for a smaller catering company called 2chefz.  

When I am not at work I find myself resting and chipping ever so slowly at my ever growing honey do list that never seems to get smaller but i have nobody to blame but my self because I am usually the one that adds things to the list or puts the ideas into my wifes head who then puts adds things.  One day I may reach the end of the list but I doubt it could happen without the ability to stay up for days at a time without any sleep.