Sometimes life sucks.
Sometimes I hate the routine.
Sometimes I hate my job.
Sometimes I hate obligations.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Blindside
We just saw the movie The Blindside.
Quite a story. And it is true.
It is about generosity.
It is about family.
It is about opening up more than your home, but your heart as well.
I loved the movie. I especially love that a boy who went through so much, still understood the concept of family. And more than anything else wanted to protect his family.
How do you protect your family?
Quite a story. And it is true.
It is about generosity.
It is about family.
It is about opening up more than your home, but your heart as well.
I loved the movie. I especially love that a boy who went through so much, still understood the concept of family. And more than anything else wanted to protect his family.
How do you protect your family?
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Comedy of Life
b and I had the pleasure of attending a Jerry Seinfeld show last night (thanks mom and dad). Everyone knows this, but he really is a genius Observer of Life. He made a fortune in making his life observations comical, making us laugh at ourselves. He spent time last night imagining all of the people in the theater's preparations to get there - to get to the event. Touche. Almost not funny as we had nearly missed the show ourselves.
Day of normalcy around our house. Cleaning, exercise, errands...
Where should we eat...
internet searches....
options declared...
off we go.
The chosen dining spot had service that, well frankly, sucked (that topic is yet another one of Seinfeld's observations - may get to that one later). We thought we had left plenty of time to grab an appetizer and a drink or two to arrive at the 9:30 show. Time was getting tight, we had to go.
Get to the theater. On time.
Hand tickets to the attendant. "These tickets are for the 7:00 show and we are sold out."
WHAT?
Off to the ticket office. Yes, they had tickets. Singles.
Back to the attendant - off to the show. Same row, eight seats apart.
Thankfully, we found service that, well, did not suck. The very nice lady working the seating got other show goers to "scoot" and b and I got to sit together. and laugh. at ourselves.
Day of normalcy around our house. Cleaning, exercise, errands...
Where should we eat...
internet searches....
options declared...
off we go.
The chosen dining spot had service that, well frankly, sucked (that topic is yet another one of Seinfeld's observations - may get to that one later). We thought we had left plenty of time to grab an appetizer and a drink or two to arrive at the 9:30 show. Time was getting tight, we had to go.
Get to the theater. On time.
Hand tickets to the attendant. "These tickets are for the 7:00 show and we are sold out."
WHAT?
Off to the ticket office. Yes, they had tickets. Singles.
Back to the attendant - off to the show. Same row, eight seats apart.
Thankfully, we found service that, well, did not suck. The very nice lady working the seating got other show goers to "scoot" and b and I got to sit together. and laugh. at ourselves.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Marriage
I first really started to consider the blog after reading this article:
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/31452178/ns/today_relationships/ by Sandra Tsing Loh
I am no relationship expert, but I have to admit the hair on my neck raised a bit as the article ended with:
"In any case, here’s my final piece of advice: avoid marriage — or you too may suffer the emotional pain, the humiliation, and the logistical difficulty, not to mention the expense, of breaking up a long-term union at midlife for something as demonstrably fleeting as love."
Really?
Has it come to this?
If you read the entire article, you get a sense that Sandra is feeling guilty for her "transgressions" and is admittedly lazy, unwilling, and too selfish to "work" on her marriage.
I do not condemn the author for her thoughts - I just happen to disagree.
Marriages all have their own dance. When one or both choose to cut in with another partner, well we can see what happens.
I follow a few blogs written by young widows and widowers. Not that any of them know how long their marriages would last if they had the chance to live them to a decent life expectancy but I wonder what they would say to this author?
My own marriage is surviving a crisis. We are "working" at getting back to thriving (I have seen more and more glimpses of this and it is wonderful).
My point is this - it is worth the work. I love to work at my marriage.
I am grateful I have the opportunity to do so.
I love you b.
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/31452178/ns/today_relationships/ by Sandra Tsing Loh
I am no relationship expert, but I have to admit the hair on my neck raised a bit as the article ended with:
"In any case, here’s my final piece of advice: avoid marriage — or you too may suffer the emotional pain, the humiliation, and the logistical difficulty, not to mention the expense, of breaking up a long-term union at midlife for something as demonstrably fleeting as love."
Really?
Has it come to this?
If you read the entire article, you get a sense that Sandra is feeling guilty for her "transgressions" and is admittedly lazy, unwilling, and too selfish to "work" on her marriage.
I do not condemn the author for her thoughts - I just happen to disagree.
Marriages all have their own dance. When one or both choose to cut in with another partner, well we can see what happens.
I follow a few blogs written by young widows and widowers. Not that any of them know how long their marriages would last if they had the chance to live them to a decent life expectancy but I wonder what they would say to this author?
My own marriage is surviving a crisis. We are "working" at getting back to thriving (I have seen more and more glimpses of this and it is wonderful).
My point is this - it is worth the work. I love to work at my marriage.
I am grateful I have the opportunity to do so.
I love you b.
It's a Start
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After becoming a blog reading addict, I decided to give my own blog a try. This will not be a diary or journal (at least I hope not) but reflective thoughts on the intersections of life.
After becoming a blog reading addict, I decided to give my own blog a try. This will not be a diary or journal (at least I hope not) but reflective thoughts on the intersections of life.
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