More answers…more questions…

It’s like a cycle-type thing, ya know?

Yep, there was another answer that come in this weekend. I won’t discuss it here due to the fact that we are keeping it under our hats, but let’s just say there are more questions now than before.


Well, only God knows what things will look like in a couple of months. He is in charge anyway.

I am asking the same questions…

Someone, a wise someone, once told me that I typically think in seasons. I make my big decisions around the same time each year. (Usually the fall.) It has been about three years since that conversation took place. However, I am asking myself the same questions. I know that I went to college for a degree. Music Theory and Composition. So do I use my $100,000+ degree? Not really. I mean every once and a while I’ll teach a guitar lesson or play @ church, but there has got to be more than this.

I know why I went for the degree. Music. Worship. All out surrender to God put to music…yet I don’t write much music at all. At present I have about 40+ song fragments in my head…no words just yet.

So do I press forward, cut the restaurant loose, keep the day gig and start playing a couple of nights each week? Or do I just try to find another job, one job, that makes money for me and ultimately my family, to be miserable?

Within 12 hours, I was asked about leading a choir of ladies whom are transitioning from prison back to society and asked by another about teaching guitar at thier church’s performing arts facility.

I just don’t know. I mean, do we get tied down here in Birmingham. Do Shady and I move? Well, it’s less of if and more of where do we move. How far away will we move?

What will I be doing for income once we move? I know that I can’t keep working these frantic hours. I’m wearing down really quickly.

There are a lot of questions that I have. A lot of questions. I just have to look to God for scriptural guidance for these decisions.

We’ll see with time…I guess.

"Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now."

Quote from William Wordsworth

“T-t-t-time keeps tickin‘–tickin‘–tickin‘”

I heard that song the other day. You know, you can work 40 hours per week and be busy. You can work 60 hours per week and be maniacally busy. You can work 75+ hours per week and be chaotically busy. Still, time keeps tickin‘ on by you.

Shady and I started dating on November 29, 2002. Our first date was on a Friday night. We went to Silvertron’s cafe and then I played a coffee house gig at La Reunion downtown. After that we just drove around the city talking. I dropped her off back at her car at about 4 a.m. She had to drive back home (about 20 minutes away) and I was house sitting for a couple that lived about 10 minutes away. Next thing you know, we blinked and we were married only 6 months later on May 23 2003.

Next thing you know, blink blink blink and we’re preggers with little bear in January of 2005. Now it’s May of 2007. Four years married, almost 7 months into fatherhood.


But it doesn’t. I mean, sure, maybe sometimes you’ll roll over a finger or you hit a bump and you bruise your tailbone, but it holds together, right?

I’ve done a lot of looking back at my past. Both achievements and pitfalls. With hindsight being 20/20 I can see that at the time I knew the pitfalls were there, but I ignored the signs. The achievements? Man, I could have done better.

But with that said, if changing those situations would have moved me away from Shady and little bear…I accept those pitfalls…and I’m glad that I only achieved what I achieved.

Shady…You are the most beautiful to me. When I go to work my heart is sad because it has to be away from you. So, I’ll leave my heart with you. I trust you. You are safe. I leave it behind so that I don’t have to be sad. I can’t even begin to tell you just how in love I am with you. You have made this life so much more than tolerable. You make this life smiley. thanks for hanging in there with me when I am a pure ass. Thanks for loving me from a distance while I work to make ends meet. Just know that God is bigger than this and a time is coming soon when we won’t have to worry about 75+ hours each week that I’m gone. I will be home with you…my heart…my love…my world.

Little Bear…You are growing by leaps and bounds. I hear your words. I understand your smiles when I am home. I know that when I’m at work that you crawl around the house looking for me all day. Thank you for seeking me out and wanting a relationship with your Popi. I’ll be home soon. Oh, and your welcome. I’m just sorry that it took me so long to get your Exersaucer together. You are a beautiful treasure. All I want to do is scoop you up and just hug you and kiss your face until the world stops spinning. You and mommy both help to bring meaning to this craziness and the silly schedule.

I love you two. I’m gonna go work some more so I can come home and change Bear’s daippy and kiss on that Shady.


Okay. So I took the comment section off of the ole Blogspot.

I’m sure that I will catch some flack for doing so, but there aren’t that many people that see me on a regular basis that read this…at least that I know of.

So if you have my e-mail address and you want to send me a remark…feel free.

If you don’t, well…sorry.

I’m not pulling a UAB about the VT tradgedy. It isn’t because I don’t care what you have to say. I simply just took the comments off of my blog.

It truly is that simple. Please keep reading. I’ll try to make sure it stays interesting.

Peace out!!!

Missed out a day or two…

So I have missed out a day or two of blogging. Nothing as bad as my brother‘s blog, but for me…I have missed out.

Why? Well, work has been busy. I missed a couple of days last week with the car being stupid and breaking. And of course I was uncomputered during the weekend. And as earlier stated, work has been keeping me…well…working. (that is not normal!)

So here is an update from the passed 5+ days or so. Some of it good, some sad.

Okay so here goes.

#1 The car is not fixed. It still wobbles when you drive it. The positive…you get a fully body massage as you drive.

#2 Not including our situation, since Thursday of last week, two more couples that we are close to have had a miscarriage. We are praying for them. Please join in. There names will not be released.

#3 Shady and little bear went out of town with Nana to Smith Lake for a relaxing weekend. I stayed home. This was good only in that I got a lot done around the house. See #5.

#4 I asked off for Cinco de Mayo. Yep. Friday night through Sunday late…I bached it. (Not Bach the composer, but bach like bachelor.)

#5 I cleaned, rearranged, and decorated the house this weekend. (I couldn’t sleep since Shady and bear weren’t there. So I made the best use of my time.)

#6 I had Aunt Mikalou and the Glassblower over to the house Saturday night for dinner and practice. Mikalou and I were supposed to kick off a revival last night (monday). We all had a great time. And yes, I cooked. It was awesome. I wish we were having tonight what I made Saturday night.

#7 I was on my way to the church-house and got a call from the Bishop that I was needed last minute to lead the worship at church. That went well.

#8 I ran into my grandparents eating at a Mexican restaurant after church. We ate. We talked. Then I had to get going so I could fix the bathroom sink faucet before going to the LLH to lead more worship.

#9 Put a few finishing touches on the new MANROOM downstairs. Yep! I gotta MANROOM!

#10 Shady and little bear got home about 9:30 p.m. Sleep commenced.

Other than that, I put in for a transfer within the University. Why? Cause the department where I work doesn’t pay all that well. (Hence, the reason I have three jobs.) I am up for two positions. I figured if they both wanted me then they could fight over me and I would get the better paying job. We’ll see.

Thanks for letting me ramble.

I’ll keep you tuned in.

Car update

Car Update

So I limped away from the mechanic’s shop $600.00 biten out of my hind-quarters. I earlier in the week I had gone to O’Reilly’s Auto Parts and answered all of their 100 questions to receive my brake pads. Well, all of that to find out on Wednesday that not only did they give me the wrong pads, but they messed up my rotors. So here is a list of the repairs….

Two new Bridgestone tires – middle level quality $180 total
Two new rotors – $240 total
Brake pads – $80
Labor – the rest of the money

The verdict…it still drives about as bad as it did when I took it in to the shop.

I told the mechanic that the car needed to be aligned. He disagreed. I pointed out the tires and the wear on them. “That shows that the car is out of alignment!!!” “It’s your breaks…and your rotors…Oh, and you’ll need to replace your two front tires. They seem to be wearing unevenly.”

Thanks, Jeff. I hope that you enjoy being ASE certified. I’d strip you of your silly piece of paper.

As a result, though, I have given the car a new name. The silver Taurus shall from now on be know as…….(drum roll, please)…………………………………….

The Silver Sloth!!!

Restaurant Idea!!!

So a couple of months back before Little Bear was born Shady and I were driving down the road and got on this creative kick.

Our idea…The Fairy Tale Diner!!! It is based on fairy tale characters…

Oh, just wait til you hear are just a few of the things on the menu. We laughed soooo hard at some of this stuff.

Yeti Spaghetti
Sasquash Casserole
UniCorn on the Cob
Vampirnini (a Panini sandwich)
Monster Mash Potatoes
Ogre Fried Okra

and for dessert…The Abominable Snow-Cone

There’s more, but for those that read this blog…Tell me what you think so far.

Results of the meds

So I went Tuesday back to the doc for a check in, giving a vile of blood, and an emotion weigh-in. And the results….I am still depressed but much less than I had been, I still have viens to give blood (so they stuck me) and the vitals…blood pressure is down to nearly normal and the best part…I’m down 16 lbs. That’s right…I’ve lost 16 pounds. Of course this has nothing to do with the meds and everything to do with how Shady and I have changed our eating habits.

So have we changed? What are we doing differently?

Well, I’ll be breif with this.

NO BREAD WITH YEAST (pita is okay)


Oh, also no coffee, no sodas, no fruit juices with sugar…just water, freshly squeezed or juiced juice, and soy milk.

Laugh all ya want, but the proof is in the…well…it’s in the pudge, or lack thereof.

Sea Breezes Calling Out

Well, two Fridays ago, Shady and I took off to the Beach with little Bear. I really wish that I was driving down there right now. Could I go…actually…yes. We could go, but I would have to call in to the restaurant or just not show up tonight and Saturday. Would it be worth calling in and possibly not having that job when I get back? No…since I don’t make enough from Samford alone.

So to put this blog entry back on a positive spin, I will let you gander at some of the pics I took while we were on a mini-vacation. The last one is from Steak-n-Shake just north of Prattville. We ate there on the way home. Check out the Flickr site for more pics.

Parenthood Bliss

Something happens to you when you have a kid. I think I’m still too close to it to know everything that happens, but I’m trying to work through it. Maybe it is in the late night cries of your little one. Maybe it is part of completely rethinking and restructuring everything you thought you had settled in your pre-marital counseling sessions. Maybe it is the strong smell of the morning poopy diaper your kid had…or scraping it off of said child. Maybe it is the sense of helplessness you experience after you’ve tried everything and your child still cries and you can’t figure out what they need. These things may seem negative but they are growing experiences.

When your baby cries…they need you because they lack the strength and ability to help themselves or use words to tell you what is wrong. When the baby comes and you find out that you aren’t the person you thought you were (one way or the other) then you have to turn to God to get strength and ability. You have to rethink! You have to restructure! I’ve heard people say “Life won’t ever be the same!” like it’s a bad thing. I’m sorry that they had a bad experience. Maybe they didn’t take the chance to grow up or to get over themselves. It is in the helplessness of inexperience that you…the parent…have to hit your knees and cry out to God for his wisdom and discernment on how to raise this child…the precious child that he has given to you to raise, train, teach, discipline, and love.

So to all who are staring at the door to parenthood…you can’t be ready. No book can teach you. Sure, being more informed is wise, but you’ll never be ready until your baby is here. Then you will react in a way that you thought you didn’t know you could. I liken it to loosely to Luke Skywalker training with Yoda in Episode 5 of Star Wars. Luke goes into the cave to face his fear. Yoda told him he wasn’t ready. When he goes in, he finds out that Vader and he are closer than he thinks. He is shaken almost to the point of quitting.

Being a parent is not easy, but the reward is so much greater than the sacrifice. I guess I could see why Christ would love us enough to lay His life down for us. The reward was much greater than the sacrifice.

Just a few thoughts.