Archive for July, 2006
Thorns
Why is it that the thing you want the most is usually the same thing that beats the crap out of you as soon as you forget you want it? (yeah, real original I know).
I just hate it when you get your mind set on something, something that doesn’t happen. A new job, a new apartment, a trip, whatever it may be. You know, something you want so bad you can hardly stand it. And then, as soon as you give up on it, or think more practical, or realistic, or just move on to something else, it drags you behind the shed and beats you with a baseball bat.
It’s the never ending cycle that I hate. Usually after a few beatings, I can pull myself away enough, but I tell you, right now, I just keep right on taking it to the gut. Every night I’m like “God, this better be worth it. You better have some plan in store for me.” What’s bad is that right now, its not just one thing. It’s a couple of things that I’m just like, “what the heck am I supposed to be doing? I go one way, you pull me the other. I go that way, you pull me back.” It’s like that for 2-3 different things right now. One of which is the thorn in my flesh that I’d give anything to get rid of right now.
1 commentThe eve of oldness
So, on the eve of my 28th birthday, I was thinking about something and realized something pretty big. Something which may seem like a no-brainer to some, but its a big deal to me.
I realized that my parents have had a much bigger influence on my life and who I am now than I have ever given them credit for. I realized today that I’m turning into my parents!!! (yes, that requires 3 exclamation points). Okay, I know this seems cliché, but its sadly true. But what I am seeing is that I think for the most part, it’s the good things about my parents. I mean, I realized a lot time ago they influenced a lot of how I was because of the negative things, the things that I didn’t want as part of my life, or just how they affected how I was, inadvertantly. What I’m talking about now is this that I do that they used to do, or still do.
For example, I was looking at gifts for someone a while back. Not a birthday gift or anything, but someone I new was in the hospital. Most people, when people are in the hospital, or layed up at home, or sick, etc…would get a card, flowers, things like that. I decided on a iTunes gift certificate because I knew this particular person would enjoy it. They would be at home, and could download some new music to listen to. It’s more that I like to buy practical gifts. Things people will actually use and need. A couple weddings gifts I gave included either money to spend on their honeymoon, or for one of my friends, I actually paid for their honeymoon to Las Vegas. Gifts of convience or practicality is what I’d call it. My dad is the same way. Actually a lot of my family is as well. I think my dad gets it from my grandaddy. He is very much like that. But I notice thats something unique about him (my dad) and I’ve kind of picked up on that.
Another thing is I hate it when someone steps on my pillow if its in the floor or something. Yeah, I have a foot thing, yeah, people shouldn’t do it anyway, but it drives me nuts! As it did my dad when I was a kid. He used to yell at me for doing that.
My mom was the youth director at our church when I was growing up. She liked working with us kids and doing that kind of stuff. Which holds to me liking to work with kids, and teaching Sunday School, and having good relationships with the teens. She would laugh at me when I would be talking to her on the phone last year (when my office was still at the Youth Center) and the teens would show up at my window begging for money for food or pizza, which of course, I usually gave it to them. She said that my friends, our youth group, used to do the same thing to her. They called her up at home and be like “order us a pizza, my mom is gone and I’m hungry” kind of thing.
Anyway, there are more examples, but that was a pretty shocking realization today I think. I guess that is good though. I guess I’m old enough now to realize my parents weren’t complete idiots…heh.
No commentsOne Red Paperclip=One House
If you haven’t heard anything about this, you really should read it. I’ve been following it for about six months now, so to see it finally pay off is a cool thing. A guy had one red paperclip, that he traded for something just a little better, a pen or something, and kept trading things until he got a house. That was the plan in the beginning, which he started just under one year ago.
Check it out.
http://oneredpaperclip.blogspot.com/2006/07/503-main-street.html
password
Last name of my favorite baseball player. If you really don’t know, you can ask. I’m not even sure if there is anything there I care about anyone seeing, I just wanted to try out the password protect, which is why I picked such an easy password. But hey, if I just told you, it would take all the fun out of it.
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