I Am Cesua

*Let’s see what kind of trouble we can get oursleves into…

Feb
06

TFT! House of gifts! Bye-bye 2009!

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I’ve been a bad blog-daddy.

Well, rather than mush a bunch of stuff together and I’ll see if I can catch up with one or two posts, one of which I use to end 2009.

2009 ended pretty cool because one of my favorite times of the year arrived. Our annual Toys for Tots party.

A little recap…

Twelve years ago, a small group of us decided to have a winter bbq Toys for Tots party in someone’s courtyard. The deal: come to our party with one new, unwrapped toy, and drink and eat for free all night.

I think it was just an excuse to have a silly bbq in winter and drink with our friends. To our surprise it was a big hit and somehow we managed to continue doing it every year to the point we had to keep getting bigger and bigger venues to host the party and somehow became an actual charity group along the way (‘Big kids for Little Kids’).

This past December we held our 13th (!) annual toys for Tots party and like always, it was a lot of fun. This one was little more special for me because the people that help put this together is made up primarily of my Cubs season ticket holder group/friends.

Like I pointed out in an earlier entry, due to financial issues, I wasn’t able to participate in the Cubs season this year. And that meant I didn’t see most of these great group of people for almost an entire year. That was no fun.

So that’s why this year’s party was a little extra special to me, because for one night I’d get to see most of my old friends that I shared a lot of good times with.

To be honest, I was little nervous as well.

See, after I left my job a couple of years ago, the plan was to take off to L.A.

Most of these people knew that and were incredibly supportive of me.

Well, stuff happened and I wasn’t able to go. It’s been two years now and part of me wonders if they think any less of me for not taking the plunge or for not landing the sweet jobs that once seemed pretty close.

So I was a little nervous about seeing my old friends for fear of looking like a failure. But like the good friends they are, I didn’t get any shit from them and instead they made me feel very welcome and missed.

So this night was a little more special this time around because I got to see people I truly respect, love, and miss.

*

This is going to be OLD news to my fellow improvisors, but for you normal people…

In early December, my friend Adal contacted a bunch of us to pull a prank on our dear friend, Louie.

Louie was out of town and left Adal his keys.

So the night before he got back, about 20 of us took part in wrapping pretty much EVERYTHING in his apartment in xmas wrapping paper.

The whole thing took approximately 7 hours to complete.

Since almost every one involved was in and out helping when they could, Adal decided to tape our handiwork so that those that participated would be able to see the final result. The next day, after Louie got back, Adal, posted the video on youtube so that we could see it.

It must have been sometime around midnight.

He checked the video early the next day and it had somehow gotten about 30 hits. He was kinda surprised and figured people started viewing it early.

When he checked it again later in the day, it had about 300-plus hits.

Adal was a little more surprised and just figured a bunch of us were sending it to friends.

Within a week of the video being posted, it had gotten close to 50,000 hits and was number one in the Netherlands. (yeah, weird).

By mid-December, two weeks after it was posted, the video had surpassed 100k hits, was featured on CNN, Fark, The Huffingpost, some British media outlet is used it to show on commuter trains, and MTV had bought the video to be featured in it’s show “Pranked”.

The cool thing about this whole thing is that the video –or the prank for that matter- wasn’t made for that purpose at all.

The prank was made out of our sweet devious care for a dear friend, and the video was made as an afterthought in order to show those that participated the end result before Louie unwrapped everything.

Here is the video along with Louie’s reaction captured by his girlfriend when they got home:

His Reaction

My favorite part was Louie telling us he was going to try to unwrap things only when he needed them so he could exclaim: “It’s exactly what I was looking for!”

*

2009 was a roller coaster in more ways than one but despite the dips here and there, it was still a good year filled with wonderful friends, memories, lessons, and aspirations.

I would like to send a VERY special Thank You to those that helped make 2009 better than it could have been.

Analie and Natalie, my sisters Gaby and Patty, my Mom, Rafi, Holly Beaudry, Charna Halpern, Steve Krull, Tristan Tanner, Molly Hall, Laura Personick, the Tuesday night Poker gang, Min-aha Beeck, Tierza Scazzia, Emily Radke, John Cates, Bob Kulhan, Timmy Mayse, the TFT gang, Kate Duffy, Jeff Pacocha, The Resendiz Family, and last but not least, my furry kids Frosty and Lucky.

EACH and EVERY one of you had a hand in helping make 2009 a better year for me. You truly helped me endure the lows and enjoy the highs of the year. Without your love, friendship, support, kindness, help, and care, 2009 would have been a huge sack of suck.

I can’t tell you how incredibly happy –and proud- I am to have you in my life. From the bottom of my heart, Thank You for making me smile, for being there when I needed it the most, and for just being You.

Now let’s go make 2010 our bitch.

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Nov
25

That Day…

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Thanksgiving will forever have a distinct meaning to me.

Four years ago…

5 days before turkey day:

After a routine blood he was admitted to the hospital in order to stabilize some blood-cell-thingie counts. Not a big deal and some-what routine.

4 days before turkey day:

Looking good, joking around and wanting to go home. He’s told just one more day to be safe.

3 days before turkey day:

Ring, ring: Get to the hospital, something’s wrong.

Something about coughing fit….blood rushing to brain…..alarms go off in the main deck. The tiny commander of the brain orders the rest of the tiny workers in the brain to perform an emergency shut-down of all systems in order to prevent further damage.

The wait begins.

2 days before turkey day:

A survey shows significant damage was done before the deck crew was able to shut down all systems.

We’re told contact cannot be made with the tiny brain commander.

Communication appears lost.

Communication channels will continue to be scanned.

In the meantime we’re told to prepare to maybe make a very hard decision.

Several calls are made in an effort to garner support and to help discuss drastic measures.

1 day before turkey day:

All discussions are put on hold until all parties are present.

The cavalry of love and support will arrive in 2 days.

Evening before turkey day:

Sent little brother and little sister home to get rest. Big Sis and Big Bro will stand watch.

Things appear normal, -or as normal as they can be at the moment.

They have to clean the room so we have to step outside for a few moments.

A little before midnight I make the decision to leave to get a much needed drink with friends. Big Sis is cool with this. She will keep watch.

I can’t leave because my jacket is the room.

After about 15 minutes, we finally are allowed back in room.

Before I can get my jacket on, alarms and beeps go off.

“What’s that?”

Nurses scramble and call doctors. Frantic pace. Nervous fill the room and butterflies fight in my stomach.

“What’s going on?”

“We think he’s leaving”.

Nothing.

Blank.

No words. No thoughts. No nothing.

Don’t know what to do or say. Everything seems so….unreal.

“I’m going to call Paty and tell her to come back.”

“No. Don’t leave me…stay with me, please.”

I don’t know how much time passes before the frantic pace of movement stops.

Shyly and almost apologetically, the nurses leave the room.

Sound goes away.

Sound comes back.

So does understanding.

…I just lost my Father.

*

We have a theory. Maybe he knew the situation his children had been put in and the severity of the decision they were being asked to make.

So, maybe, just maybe, he didn’t want to put us through it. So maybe he ordered the tiny commander in the brain to shut down all systems….permanently.

Maybe.

*

We chose not to make this day one we’d dread. We know what happened, but we also know we have a family to lead, and the best way to lead it is the way he’d want us to lead it. With laugther.

We’re not perfect, but we’re trying.

*

A few months later I made this video for my sisters and little brother.

I don’t know if my little brother ever saw it or if the rest my Dad’s family ever saw it.

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