Saturday, July 11, 2009



Here is our little nugget. 9 weeks 6 days. Heartbeat good, growth good. Slainte,


Sunday, May 24, 2009


Its amazing how one can forget something. Jen stop laughing........I mean it.......wipe the tears out of your eyes.........ok, can I continue now?

I've always tried to be a balanced person. I believe that is a path to a successful life. One of many a person must take. A path that once started down will run parallel to every other.

This is not something I learned from any of my religion classes, church groups, church camps, or family. I taught myself. And lately, I seem to have forgotten that path. Or at least stopped for a brief rest. Bear with me as I try and find it again.

Most of the church's I ran into told me negative things about balance. Especially when it referred to the Yin Yang. I was told it was a satanic symbol. I was told I needed to strive to do everything a certain way. Christ's way. Be a good Christian. Be on fire for God. (En Fuego!!! Sorry, couldn't help it.)

Why is the idea and the symbol of the devil? None could give me a good answer except, “It's not in the Bible.” I find it hard to believe that God and Jesus would not want us to be balanced. All fire and no fuel will get us nowhere. Besides, what do you have left when you leave the secludedness of the summer camp, or the sanctuary? A fire that can't stand up to everyday life, unless you find fuel for it. Balance.

Why is the idea of good people doing bad things so hard to accept? Especially when people think of themselves as good people. “I don't see myself as this type of person. So I must not be capable of (insert action here).” We are all capable of good and evil. Good people do bad things. The balance comes from accepting that one may not always do good things, and how you move forward.

Balance. Zen. I'm a leaf on the fraking wind! Have a rambled enough? Perhaps enough to have remembered my balance.



Monday, April 13, 2009

That Summer!

I was reading a friends blog and thinking of times past. And here is what I came up with. So to all those who were there, raise a glass to that summer.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Bed Time


It's nice to know that after 20 months of Mama putting the little one to bed(with only a couple of exceptions), Patrick will go to bed for daddy as well.

I was never jealous of his fixation on her. I knew he loved me, just as much as the At some point he would favor me and the go back to her and so on.

I am just happy I can give my wonderful wife the freedom to go straight from work to an event without coming home to put the buddy to bed. She can go have fun. Adult fun. Without the kid.

So here's to you, always.



Monday, March 23, 2009


So I just bought the movie Twilight. Yes, I know it was directed at teens. In particular teen girls. But I bought it. And the books. Deal with it.

I am predisposed to like movies like this. Meaning those pulled from existing novels. It always grates on me when someone gets on a soapbox and has to tell everyone in the tri-state area how it didn't follow the book. And how bad it was. Guess what? You still paid to see it, and I bet you bought it as well. (Hrmm...Guess that was a soapbox of my own. Hee hee.) This movie was no exception.

As a matter of fact, I thought the movie improved a bit on Meyer's mediocre writing. In pictures and dialogue, the movie described better what was going on in two hours than the whole of the first book.

To give her credit, Meyer's writing improved greatly over the four book series. Perhaps that was due to the fan base being different that she intended. Not all of us are pre-teen or teen girls. Oh, and not all of us are that whiny. But I digress.

I enjoyed the movie. I enjoyed trying to figure out what places in Oregon they were. I know some of them from reading, but I recognized the Columbia river and gorge during the top of the tree scene. And I'm pretty sure I have been to the beach the used for La Push. The lighthouse rang a bell or two.

The movie flowed well. The fight with James could have lasted longer, but oh well.

The only bit that bugged me a little was the cars. I can understand the Volvo. She never really mentions what model it is in the book, only that Edward takes the family to school in it. But Rose's car. Meyer specifically names it as a BMW M3. Not a Mercedes.

Anyway, have I rambled enough? Bottom line, I'm glad I bought the movie. Tomorrow I will by the new James Bond. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Tuesday, December 30, 2008


One morning I prayed.
I didn't know what I wanted.
I didn't even know where to start.
I just prayed.
Prayed and talked about what I didn't want,
And what scared me.

Slowly it came to me,
Through this conversation with my God.
The thing I was most afraid of,
Was what I wanted.
Something that had haunted me time and again.
Had been my tormentor.
Little did I know it would be the catalyst,
That started the rest of my life.

I prayed for change.
A change in myself,
And a change in what I wanted.


Some of these,
I already had.
Some needed changing.
Others I didn't have at all.
And so I prayed.

It is funny,
How God gives us what we want.
Even though the journey is not what we expect.

That summer,
For many of us,
Was just this side of Hell.
God was teaching me.
Teaching me that I was not with the right person.
This was not the person I prayed for.
She took me on a ride.
One that would leave marks,
But without hurt, there is no chance to heal.
And Learn.

And then with the subtleness,
That only God can have,
My prayers were answered.
He showed me who I needed.
And for once,
I had eyes to see.

Our path together began.

Little was I prepared
For what lay ahead.
So much learning,
So much growing,
So much love.

I stand in awe.

Marks were turned into lessons.
The veil was lifted.
Love took me by surprise.

The woman I prayed for,
Began to unlock,
Things in me I didn't know I had.
Aspects buried deep,
Never nurtured,
Until she came.


She taught me Strength
She taught me Determination.
She improved everything else.
Through her,
I found a Peace I never dreamed,
Could one day come to me.

Only through learning about myself,
Could I be the best person to her.

Only through learning from her,
Could I break away and find myself.
And be proud of who I had become.



All that I am is yours, my love.
May you always be my inspiration.