Rhythm of my heart

.......the words i love you rollin' off my tongue......

Figures, this is pretty much the only music I can find..I've changed stations around. I've come to the conclusion...I'm stuck in the movie Better Off Dead. I can't escape it.

Delores even emailed me this morning about what song was playing... I have a feeling that she gets it also.

Well I am almost done unpacking. Kitchen is now functional but needs some detail work as far as organization, the kids are going to have a playroom that I have carpeted and now I think I can fit a craft table in it that is still at the house. I am determined to have this done before I get them again this weekend.

I also found out that I have now been uninvited to my son's birthday party. It's a good thing Delores couldn't go. Ex called and she has been getting a lot of pressure about how "inappropriate" it is that her ex husband attend a family function. I didn't explode but I did voice my concern that this wasn't for her mother, or cousin, or aunt...this was about MY son. His first birthday. She said that she didn't want the problem of her family being uncomfortable.. I guess that's going to be interesting when I pick them up at her mom's on Friday...someone is going to get an ear full. Fucking ridiculous...I am now no longer allowed to attend functions for my kids.

She did invite me to have cake and ice cream on his actual birthday next Wednesday which I will go to...but what the fuck? I can't believe that just happened to me.

That week also happens to coincide with the finalization of the menu that I have been selected to prepare for a VIP partner of one of my biggest customers. Nothing to difficult; a four person wine-n-dine for a rep for a world famous artist. I get to recreate a recipe from a world renown chef plus three other courses. The fun part?... the requested main course is a small fish I have never worked with and one of the group only eats beef. I need to tie these flavors together because beef and fish will be on three of the four plates. Add to that I am lacking the one piece of equipment at the facility that I need..a charbroiler.

So I get to spend a few hours next week learning to prepare an AWESOME surf n turf using a pan.... I wish Delores would volunteer to be my taste tester. I would love for her to see me in action in an industrial kitchen. She's seen me do it at home, but it's different when you have double deck convection ovens, 12 gas burners, endless saute pans, steamers, fryers, flat top griddles (and a person who is paid to do the dishes) all at your disposal. Not to mention an overflowing pantry, walk in refer and freezer. It would be a neat chance to show off

Shit..I need a new chef coat..guess I need to call in another sample. I was told to look good. Black with white piping? or white with black piping?...I have a rocking calf length bistro apron that is white with black trim, so I think that black with white would look cool and match my dark gray baseball hat with my gold EGA pin (Eagle, Globe and Anchor...the USMC emblem) that I used to wear when I worked in the kitchens

Aretha Franklin....Until You Come Back To me......hehe...thats how I end my night.....I give in...this is the only stuff I am destined to hear until this ends...this wait.