Un peu de français...

Bon, je m'étais toujours dit que j'essaierai de "blogger" en français.... Outre le fait que je n'ai pas "bloggé" plus de trois fois en cinq ans, ce rêve utopique ne s'est pas réalisé...

Un blog, ça sert à quoi au juste ? Certains me diront que ça sert à partager ses opinions, ses idées; à assommer la société en général avec mes critiques et commentaires anti-sociaux... V'là l'affaire : mes opinions, j'aime pas les parager; mes commentaires et critiques, je les fais en personne (j'aime assommer le monde avec ma grosse massue de commentaires et critiques, c'est donc l'fun...)

Conséquemment, la question que je me pose est la suivante : kes cé que je fais icitte, s'tie...? Mes blogs, pour ceux qui peuvent déchiffrer mes blogs précédents dans la langue du bon vieux Bill Shakespeare, sont des partages de pensées personnelles sur ce qui se passe dans ma vie. Ok, ok... 4 blogs en cinq ans n'indiquent pas necessairement une vie platte mais plutô un niveau de paresse presque insurmontable...

Bon, je partage donc mes pensées personnelles tous les 18 mois en moyenne.... C'est un début... Il est intéressant de souligner que cela ne fait que huit mois depuis mon dernier blog... Une nette amélioration diraient certains...

Que pourrais-je partager? Bon, évidemment, la naissance de mon fils Kaya, le 4 novembre 2008, a grandement impacté ma vie... Le premier garçon en deux générations pour les 2 familles (la mienne et celle de Josée)... C'est quelque chose! Un petit bonhomme qui assurera la survie de la famille Bertrand dans l'Ouest canadien... Oui, les célèbre Bertrand, originaire de la pauvre Belgique, perdus dans l'immensité du grand Far-West canadien... eh non, je ne suis pas de la famille de Janette Bertrand.... J'ai même un cousin en Europe qui se prénomme Plastic...

Donc, un petit Monsieur Bertrand vient d'apparaître au sein de ma petite famille établie à Beaumont en Alberta, pays des sables bitumineux polluants et des Conservateurs éternels... Ce petit bonhomme, je le regarde grandir tous les jours (il a maintenant sept mois)... Cela me fascine... J'étais tout aussi fasciné par ma fille Ekko... (bientôt trois ans)... et je le suis toujours d'ailleurs... Je suis tellement heureux que j'en oublie comment Josée et moi vivions avant la première visite de la cigogne... Un petit secret : le meilleur moment de ma journée est quand Kaya s'endort sur mon épaule le soir... Ma journée semble s'appaiser tout d'un coup... C'est merveilleux...

Autre chose qu'il m'est arrivé ces derniers temps.... La petite famille de Beaumont a pris cinq semaines de vacances en Europe... Des vacances bien mérités, je dois l'admettre... Quoique le voyage fut des plus intéressants : Alsace, Allemagne, Suisse, Belgique, etc... et que nous fûmes merveilleusement accueillis un peu partout... c'est les retrouvailles avec un vieil ami auteur-compositeur, Marcel Soulodre, qui m'a le plus marqué... Ceux qui me connaissent un peu savent que j'écris des textes et que je suis musicien à mes heures... Toutefois, l'idée de faire quelque chose de plus concret avec cela n'avait jamais vraiment germé en moi... Cela a changé ! J'ai maintenant l'intention de me remettre à la guitare, de reprendre mes textes et de les retravailler, d'écrire des chansons avec ce cher vieil ami... La vie est belle...

Maintenant, l'été arrive à petits pas... Je ne sais pas quand je reviendrai pour écrire mon prochain blog... Bientôt, j'espère... Entretemps, si vous me lisez, envoyez moi donc un petit courriel à abits@shaw.ca pour me le dire... Ou si vous êtes sur Fesse de Bouc (Facebook), faites signe de vie...

Moi

Life continues to amaze me...

Go figure. In July 2006, in my last blog, (Yeah, it's been tyhat long) I wrote that the birth of my daughter would be the start of numerous blogs, a continuous sharing of all the wonders which would enthrall me in the coming months... The wonders happened, oh Thor - god of gods, did they ever happen... So much so that blogging about it was the least of my priorities.... Each new day brought on a new discovery, a new amazing thrill, a new joy... I have been in a constant daze... My daughter is the most wonderful thing that has happened to me... Never in a trillion lifetimes would I have imagined to be so. I know, every new father feels this way... there have been countless other fathers who have experienced the same thing... Had I not heard them tell their stories? Of course I had. However, you only really feel and understand the power of a child when it is your turn at bat...

Now, another child is on the horizon... Yep, more bewilderment awaits me... November 21 is the date... Maybe the forces that be will delay the little angel's arrival by a few days and allow this second bundle of joy to be a Sagitarius like her/his old man... I doubt my wife would agree to this though ;-)

We decided not to find out if it will be a boy or a girl... Doesn't matter one fricken' iota... Some people can't understand why we do not want to know beforehand... Honestly, what would it really change? Nuthin', absolutely nuthin'... Josée and I are as happy as we can be and we will welcome him'her with open arms...

Don't know if anyone actually reads my blogs... Don't really give a crap to be honest... The introvert that I am finds in this blog the opportunity to share, albeit possibly with just myself, the joy that I feel, the fulfillment that I had been searching for, the pride that warms my inner soul...

Ekko is now almost 26 months old. Yes, she is Daddy's little girl and always will be... She has her own little identity, her own temperament, her own character. She is just as stubborn as her old man (or as her mother, for that matter....). Does she have me wrapped her little finger? Hate to admit it, but yeah she does...

We have already picked a name for Ekko's little brother/sister... Won't give it out yet in case there is some poor soul out there actually taking the time to read my drivel.... It's a "unisex" name, can be both for a boy or a girl. Just like Ekko was. Although, I can no longer imagine a boy named Ekko. That name fits her like a glove....

Don't know if I'll blog on a regular basis... Kinda doubt it but, hey, who knows... I'll reference this blog on my Facebook page, might attract a few readers... If it does, let me know...

My daughter Ekko

I guess I’ve been away for too long. Thought this blog would keep me glued to the old computer but I haven’t written anything in almost two years…

Strange how time passes. The summer of 2006 has been an eventful summer… My daughter Ekko was born on July 25th. She is one of the driving forces which have brought me back to this blog. Many people from all walks of life have often said that having a child changes you. It is to be expected I suppose. A new life has begun to be intertwined with mine. I will now have the pleasure and pride to hold in my arms a newly created life. A life created out of love. A life created out of hope. A wanted and desired life.

Ekko is so small, so innocent. When she sleeps, I wonder what it is she could be dreaming about. She hasn’t experienced anything yet. And, believe me, I know she’s dreaming. After a while, she raises her little arms, she sighs or girgles some unrepeatable sound… I can spend hours watching her, guessing her, imagining what and who she will become…

Yes, life is now very different. I’d always been somewhat happy-go-lucky with not many cares in the world. My motto used to be: hey, you only live once… I would rather spend my hard earned cash on a good meal in a restaurant, a concert by a soon to be forgotten band or a quick two hundred mile trip to have a cup of coffee in another city… I had no time or wants. Material possessions were for losers who were too stupid to realize they couldn’t take them along to the here after when their numbers came up… Investments? What the heck for? The world seemed like one crazy place headed for a cosmic loony bin. My future? Who cared?

Now, I have someone else’s future to think about. I want to be around for a few extra years to see this little lady grow up and become what destiny will have her become. This little person deserves the best and, by Jove, she will get the best. Gone are those care-free days. My own health has started to matter to me. My own future has now become a personal focal point as it will have an impounding effect on my daughter’s.

Ekko is now three weeks old, as of this past Tuesday. She is all I think about during the day. Upon arriving to the office in the morning, I already have thoughts of seeing her in the evening. Daddy’s little girl, my wife says… You got that right!

I don’t know when I will post another blog. Hopefully, it will not be in two years. Don’t even know if anyone reads my rantings and my thoughts but it sure feels great writing them down…

And to all, a good night.

Big Al's 2 cents worth

Cool. For someone like myself who rarely has anything to say, getting my own blog is a step up in the world. Don't know how I'll fill this thing nor if I will do it on a regular basis... Hope so but time will tell... Been getting the itch to write again. Use to write all the time but I kinda dropped everything for lack of time and creativity. Seems creativity is coming back and, well, time is all I've got most evenings.... Don't know what I'd like to write though.... Use to write songs... Been thinkin' about a play, don't know where to start. Seems you always need to have something to say or a lesson to give or some theme to highlight... Seems noone is simply writing a play for the sake of writing a play...