Last year at this time, my son was in the hospital being treated for cancer among the many complications that arise with chemo therapy. I was with him, every step of the way. We had a pretty good Christmas, even though we were about three hours away from home. The staff were the most noble and fun group of healthcare professionals I've ever dealt with in my life and they got him through it.
What is wrong this year then? Well, nothing at all really. It's been a peaceful time in our family's life. A time that makes me a little nervous because things seem to be going a little too well.
But probably, what really is going on is the fact that I quit using chewing tobacco on December 15th, 2012. I've been a dipper since I was 13 years old and pretty much stemmed from being a youth playing baseball.
Manny Ramirez "Redman"
Yep....chew and baseball go extremely well together, apparently. But apparently it was going to end up killing me as I was informed by dentist to quit immediately. I've chewed can after can, log after log for many
Nick Swisher the Little Dipper
So I have quit, and now here I sit....In a daze, in a fog.
Pablo Sandoval The Big Dipper
It gets a lot better from here on out, they say. And well, I believe THEY because chewing tobacco is absolute poison to the body as well as being extremely addictive. I am very happy and proud that I finally quit.
Mark Reynolds "Super Can"
Still in a fog though...
Ibanez...Obvious Chewer is Obvious
On a more boardcard related note, I was pretty happy to see that Nick from Dime Boxes was pleased with the package I sent him.
I was a little worried about that because I figured I would fail miserably and hand him a bunch of cards that he either already had, or didn't want.
I guess I did alright, after all.
After reading Nick's post from last night, something pretty cool happened as I finally felt that epic camaraderie feeling that I've heard so much about around these parts. I finally feel like I belong around here, and having that "your in" feeling is something I haven't had in quite sometime.
An unspoken acceptance, as I lied weary eyed and ever so awake around 12:30-1:00ish.
I also found out that I feel far better when I send a package rather than receive one. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love getting packages in the mail, but something even more special happens when your recipient is joyed and grateful of your deed.
That's part of what Christmas is about, after all.
So Merry Christmas to all who is reading. I can't say for sure if I will get a new post in by the New Year, but I can assure you...
2013 is the year of the Chase!
Michael Chase that is.
No, not really I'm just over abusing the pun of the theme of Topps 2013 Baseball in relation to my last name.
Happy Hollidays!!!!! : )