I don't hate them, I actually like them. Well, like is a strong word.
Let me just say that we will never have a dog.
Can I say that again?
We will never have a dog.
I saw this lady's license plate frame the other day and it read, "My Dogs are the Best Kids".
That is really psycho. What is the deal with people and their relationships with these animals? I know people whose dogs have their own bedroom! It's like this picture.
This lady probably has this picture above her bed where her dog sleeps with her every night. Doesn't she realize that that dog just ate a moth, hacked it up in the grass, ate the hack, squatted next to the rose bush, took a big ol' dump (no wiping here may I add), and then jumped into her clean sheets and she open mouth kisses it!
I was listening to Dave Ramsey's podcast the other day and this lady called in asking what to do when her dog needed a $3,000 operation. uh, bye bye doggy. I know that it would be hard if the dog had been around for years, but that's even more of a reason not to get it in the first place. Oh, and don't even get me started on "picking up" after them.
Oh, and I don't care how "good" the dog is, it's an animal. I've known several people who have been bit by dogs. The most recent one was a little 3 year old that got bit by their family dog that they've had for years. It wasn't really old, she just startled it and it bit her...in the face. Plastic surgery needed and everything. It's just not worth the risk to me...
Christmas is my favorite time of year...hands down. It's just as much about remembering the past as it is about looking forward. For me, it's a very prideful time of year. I think to myself almost constantly that this whole season is all because of Jesus.
Just think about it. Christmas is the celebration of Christ's birth. Who cares if you believe in Him or not, that is why this time of year is celebrated. It's not just tradition, it's a part of history. This day is written in time and printed on all those little calendars around the world as "Christmas". That is pretty cool.
It's the time of year where someone who hasn't gone to church all year long will step inside and attend a service. It's the time of year where anywhere from a choir to you and me singing in our car our proclaiming His name and singing about His birth. Even if not on purpose. I don't know, it just amazes me.
So, to you and your family I say, "Merry Christmas"
May your celebration be as great as your love for our King.
I was taljimg to a guy today who came to visit my office from san francisco. We were talking shop until he saw the ultrasound pick of my -3 month old unborn child. He asked all surprised, "are you having a kid?" I answered, "yep. Number three". You should've seen his face!
He immediately asked how old I was.
"29, but we got married at 21"
He was the same age as me and had just gotten married last year. His first reaction to all this was to immediately start hurling curse words. "&)@: I can't believe you @/")@)& have 2 and are £~*¥+£#* going to have @;+^*@£ three!
Hilarious. Am I really that far from the norm?
Are you married? Kids? How old were you when it happenned?
We are sitting inside the convention center at the Town & Country Hotel in San Diego waiting for the AV guys so the band can do a soundcheck. So, while we are meeting new people and reuniting with others we've been talking about our girls. I thought I'd share a couple cute pics of my babies from Christmas time. The first one here is at "Mountain Grandma and Grandpa's" house.
This is from our house on Christmas day.
I must admit that I have a couple really weird things about me. One of my favorite things happened today. Let me repeat, it happened, you can't force this stuff. I was taking a shower when the bar of soap I was using came loose projecting into the air. After flailing my arms trying to catch said piece of soap it came to rest in my hand. I caught it! For some reason, this makes my day. I don't know what it is, but I feel like some kinda freakin' super hero or something. So, are you easily entertained too?
Today is indepence day and I love the fact that I live in America and have so many choices. One of the choices a lot of people don't make is where they work. Sadly, this cartoon is very true. There are literally millions of people who work in jobs where a corporation treats them this way. Most companies need these type of employees to survive. The problem is, you might hate your job. If you are okay with it, then hey, I guess everything is cool. But I think a lot of people are frustrated.
I love my job. It gives me flexibility of both time and income. The sky's the limit while still being able to take off and go to my girls' sporting events, doctor's appointments, or whatever they may have in the future.
There are so many different jobs out there today. My suggestion to you would be to figure out what you love, and try to make a job out of it. If you can't survive doing something you love, find something you like that makes good money. Just get out there and look. Especially with the eminent takeover of our Web 2.0 generation, the jobs are becoming more and more creative and about the experience of the customer. Make it happen! Be Independent.
Last night I had one of those dreams that just makes you wake up exhausted, but I rarely remember my dreams, and even now as I'm typing, I'm having trouble remembering.
All I know is that my wife went out of town or something. I wasn't in my current house or even a house that I know. I walked my daughter to school, which looked like Oxford for 5 year olds. I dropped her off and went home. She forgot her backpack or something and I had to find it and get it to her at school. Well, it became impossible for me to get the backpack and get back to school. People were asking me to do things, people kept stopping by the house, and next thing I know, it's like 6:30 and I was supposed to pick her up at 4. I didn't have a car for some reason and I couldn't get all the other "things" out fast enough, so that I could leave. I remember even at one point there was a lady who used to be a client from an old job there and I caught myself talking to her instead of getting to my daughter's school. I remember continually looking down at my watch and it getting later and later, but other things kept interrupting me.
A good friend of mine has been seeing a counselor/psychiatrist and they delve deep into his dreams. It's really cool what kinds of things you can learn about yourself by analyzing your sub-conscious. So, he taught me to pay attention to what is going on.
One thing I really remember about the dream was that my house was really nice, I had a huge TV, and the whole living room/kitchen area was something to dream about (no pun intended). After thinking about all of the details I really think the moral of the story was that I have a tendency to put my energy, passion, money and focus on the wrong things. It's been a realization that I'm constantly learning. I don't think I'm a bad dad or anything, I just let other things in life overwhelm and influence my mood more than they should. Gotta keep cutting all those things out... Hopefully I'll sleep better tonight.
I think, that if I ever find a magical lamp that grants wishes and the genie comes out and only grants me one wish (besides wishing for more wishes) I would wish to never be sick/hurt again. Kind of like Claire Bennett on Heroes. That would be my completely selfish wish.
What would your's be? No Sunday School/Save the World answers please. A selfish wish. just for you!