a shadow of my former self
January 25, 2009 at 10:24 pm | In husband, marriage, wife | Leave a Comment
So I started reading Plato…
There are only three reasons that anyone (that is not being instructed to do so by his or her college professor) would start reading Plato.
One is because it provides useful and meaningful answers for the intellectual, moral, and practical problems of contemporary life.
Two is because it provides tools to make fundamental decisions about how to think, how to act, and how to live one’s life.
Three is because they enjoy having to read the same paragraph 617 times just so that they can spend the next 2 hours trying to figure out what the heck the previous paragraph meant. Continue reading a shadow of my former self…
convincing women with beer and guns
January 17, 2009 at 3:47 pm | In husband, marriage, wife | 5 Comments
This one’s going out to all the ladies.
If you give me a few minutes and a few paragraphs I will take you on a journey into the deepest darkest corners of a man’s mind. I may not actually reveal anything unbelievably profound, but I may validate your inability to explain what is and always will be, unexplainable about the inner psyche of a man. Worse case scenario, you’ll know you’re not alone and that there are plenty of other women who stare dazed and confused at their significant other as they display the most questionable behavior ever imaginable. Continue reading convincing women with beer and guns…
love has an aftertaste
February 12, 2008 at 11:17 pm | In family, husband, love, marriage, wife | 4 Comments
I have yet to meet a person that actually likes eating Candy Hearts.
Even with that being said; once Valentine’s Day rolls around, I cannot seem escape them. I trip over the pyramids that are stacked to the ceiling of every retail establishment that I enter. I notice them on the counters of hostess stands across our great nation of eateries. I see them on every hard working Americans desk wedged between their Swingline Stapler and the chrome balls clacking on a string swing thing.
I have seen people grab them by the handfuls and transfer them to some alternate location. I have witnessed people fingering through the assortment to find one that perfectly fits their joke-of-the-minute. I have been a bystander and noticed the disappointing look on a persons face that was remiss in remembering what they experienced the last time they plucked one of these candy excuses into their mouth. Continue reading love has an aftertaste…
trick your wife into loving you more
January 19, 2008 at 1:52 pm | In fitness, husband, love, marriage, wife | 12 Comments“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I’m not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.” —Robert McCloskey
Let the analogy begin:
When (I repeat “when”) I workout regularly, I try to “trick” my muscles. I try not to do the same exercises, reps and sets for each and every workout. I try to shock my muscles into growing and adapting to new stimuli, so I make sure to always switch up my training routines, number of sets and reps for each training session. Also, I make sure to train at a high level of intensity and really push each set to positive failure (barely getting the last rep up).
I focus on increasing the weight lifted or the distance traveled. I know that if my muscles get used to lifting a specific amount of weight or run/bike/swimming a certain distance, then they will never want to get stronger or grow. I try to trick my muscles with different reps/sets and keep my intensity levels up high enough so they always are forced to make changes and grow. This is a proven fact and cannot easily be argued.
Some questions for me, as of late, have been based on this theory and how it pertains to my relationship with my wife. Continue reading trick your wife into loving you more…
the day i came out of the closet
December 1, 2007 at 10:41 am | In family, husband, love, marriage, movies, spirituality, the battle, wife | 14 Comments
Name something that you did but wish you didn’t.
Allow me to rephrase that in the attempt to better capture your attention and increase the chances of you reading on.)
Name something that you didn’t realize that you did until after you did it and looked back at how you potentially just damaged your marriage forever. Something that was so stupid and meaningless at the time, but possibly made a statement that it had the power to permanently scar the bond what you have built with your spouse to date. An action that was so poorly planned and so horribly executed that, if you showed it in slow motion, could be viewed as more painful than Britney’s MTV Music Awards extravaganza.
I will paint the picture for you, but I must warn you of a few things… Continue reading the day i came out of the closet…
ask and you shall receive…just not right now
November 14, 2007 at 2:09 am | In family, husband, marriage, spirituality, wife | 11 Comments“Egg Hut Tree Hack Shin”
Have you ever concentrated so hard on what you were saying that it was unclear what you were thinking when you said it?
I know that sometimes I get so wrapped up in the obvious that I miss the actual message. I can be so concerned with my opinion and what seems logical, that I become vindicated due to my understanding of the given situation. I fight the flow of any other solution, never considering it plausible. Some people call that “Jumping to Conclusions”; others call it “Ambiguity”; but what it really is, is ”Stubbornness”.
“Sea Can’t Higher Dove Fit”
Other times we just had a different idea of what we were trying to accomplish. Our intentions didn’t quite match our impact. In some cases they were polar opposites. We didn’t take time to fully understand our possible audience and the results were disastrous. Continue reading ask and you shall receive…just not right now…
a greater tolerance for chaos
October 28, 2007 at 7:37 pm | In family, fitness, husband, marriage, spirituality, the battle, wife | 5 Comments
“Every time I have the opportunity to sin, I have the opportunity to bear fruit of the spirit as well. In a momentary flash; I can choose self-control or allow my eyes to wander. I can choose kindness or let a bit of vindictiveness leak out. What determines which one wins? In my life it’s largely the level of incubation.”
—Ron Martoia , morph! , 2003
Hmmmm…
I read this paragraph in Ron’s book a few years ago, and again a few days ago. Then I did my favorite thing I do when I come across something I want to absorb for a while; I went for a run. A “business as usual” run except I turn down my headphones to a faint mumble (for background filler only), and allow my kooky brain to grind up what I have learned and make it relevant enough to apply to something that I am going through at the moment. Continue reading a greater tolerance for chaos…
being a husband is not a “big deal”
October 3, 2007 at 11:18 am | In husband, love, marriage, spirituality, wife | 16 CommentsHusbands, love your wives, just as Christ also loved the church and gave himself for her. —Ephesians 5:25
I have mentioned this verse in a few different blogs, but I regret (‘regret’ is a whole other blog) that I misunderstood its meaning early in my relationship with my wife. I think that I missed opportunities to practice this with regularity because I always waited for some extraordinary situation to apply my “man powers” to, so that I could save the day in true “Super-Husband” fashion. After all, Christ DIED for the church; so I was prepared to do the same for my wife. As a result, I always kept my ears open for signs of a natural disaster, terrorist attacks, or global thermo nuclear war. I was ready for the worst, and I knew I would protect my wife, at any cost. I was looking to make a “big deal” out of my efforts, and I was WAITING for it. Continue reading being a husband is not a “big deal”…
my wife likes to see me tied up
October 1, 2007 at 3:54 am | In husband, love, marriage, wife | 5 CommentsI have a job that requires that I wear a tie.
I have a few secrets that I use to insure that I get a good knot, the right length, and a perfect dimple. I am pretty good at it, but that was not always the case. Back in the day, I used to struggle a bit with the tie thing. I would do the best I could and just deal with the results. I wore them so infrequently, that I paid very little mind to the finished product.
Now that it is a daily ritual, I have learned a few things.
If I tie it too short, it looks sloppy. It draws attention away from the rest of my “get up” because it looks like I should be popping out of a Volkswagen with 20 more “face painted” friends at a Ringling Brothers event. If I tie it to long, it looks like I am trying to hide a coffee stain from a poorly placed coffee cup during my drive to work. Additionally, it gets caught on stuff and it seems to get in the way all day.
When I pull it too tight, it restricts my breathing and my movement. When I wear it too loose, it looks unprofessional. The point is that, more so than learning how to make it match, I had to learn how to tie it properly according to my shirt style, collar type, and pants positioning. I had to learn what it took to get the right results and then try to repeat those steps daily. Continue reading my wife likes to see me tied up…
what’s in a name
August 30, 2007 at 3:32 am | In fitness, husband, love, marriage | 18 CommentsI Run, therefore I am a Runner.
If I practice running, I can be a better Runner. If I don’t practice running, I will be a poor Runner. If I take care of my Runners body, I can run more efficiently. If I loose focus, as a Runner, I can become injured and possibly loose my ability to run.
I can choose how fast to run, how long to run, what direction to run, and how often to run. I can chose not to run as much or to run twice as much. I can run whenever and wherever I choose to (in most cases). How I run is totally up to me…
…but whatever I choose, I remain a Runner.
I was not always a Runner. It didn’t always suit me. There was a time when I choose not to run and didn’t see myself ever aspiring to be called a Runner. Then I made a choice to learn how to run, practice running, and now I actually enjoy running. It didn’t happen overnight, but by definition, when I decided to start doing it…I became a Runner. Continue reading what’s in a name…
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