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Anteaters are funny looking…Random blog

A little through-composed thoughts…Random, I warn you!
 
I've never seen a real anteater.  I've seen some cartoon ones, and some pictures, but never one up close.  They actually disgust me a little…like make me throw up in my mouth just a little.  Like a cold burger and fries from McDs.  It does NOT taste good.  If I were a fly, I would just pass it straight up.  No landing on it.  No checking it out.  I guess if that were the case then cold McDs would be the perfect picnic food.  Imagine if you will…A wonderfully bright and glorious day.  You are stretched out on the lawn of some far away distantly local park somewhere and the kids are asking for “bites.”  You calm them and mention that they need not fear.  “We have cold McDs for lunch.”  Now, we all know that you can place your lunch on the dashboard of a car in the warmer months, especially in the south, and it will be warm enough to eat in about 2 hours.  Just wrap it up in aluminum foil and you are good to go.  Munch down on the lunch and hope for no food poisoning.  It was my 29th birthday (that would be 1.5 years ago) and we (being K-ris, Lahly, Raygen, and self) went to Chili's on Lakeshore Dr in BHM.  I order some sort of quesadillaesque type thing.  It didn't end well.  I was out sick for about 3 days.  I finally got back to work on Thursday, but I was still running down the hall to the bathroom.  It was a long run.  Not like a marathon-type run, but it was a good little ways to walk.  I would rather ride the scooter than walk.  Sure it is lazy and all, but it gets better gas mileage than my car.  Well, actually it doesn't.  My car doesn't get any gas milage.  It doesn't move.  It is more like a very large and expensive lawn ornament.  The paint is nice and shiny.  the rims and wheels in good shape.  Interior, after a clean up will look sparkly new (except for the burn holes that they previous owner left for us to pay for). 
 
until next time…I must nap…
 
 

What is in store???

I thank God that He gave me breath today.  I say that most everyday because it is true.  There used to be days where I would ask Him to get rid of me.  That is just how things used to go.  So, I have breath in my body AND it is an awesome day outside.  Stellar!!!
 
So this got me thinking…What else is in store for us (my family) in the coming days, months, and years???
 
Here are a few things that I am praying about:
 
Continued growth of our baby(ies) in “Mom mom's baby tummy”
Guiding and teaching Bonnie (our first born)
A healthy pregnancy for Raygen (my wife)
Modesty in our family (read the post on facebook about modesty to get filled in here)
A vehicle (actually two since the one that we JUST paid off is now a lawn ornament)
Music ministry – my involvement and where it will lead?
How long does God have us here in Alabama?  (3 years?  10 years?  Or anytime between now and then…who knows, but God)
 
There are more things, but I think you get the picture. 
 
I don't intend on taking this to God as a to-do list.  I know that He already knows what we need before we ask for it.  I am just grateful for a loving Father who loves His children.  I couldn't have even asked for all that He has given me so far.  I will remain thankful.  I will let my prayers rise as incense to Him.
 
Until next time…

 

He’s going for a change up…

I will be honest. I get inspired by other people. Sometimes it is something that is worth while. Sometimes it is just stupid, but it creates a laugh. So I was inspired. Here are some of the ones that pushed me to change things up a little.

So we have the following:

Chow Manchu
Courtesy of Wikipedia/Chow Yan Fat

The Hulk Manchu

Courtsey of Google Images/Terry “Hulk” Hogan

Siesta Manchu

Courtesy of Kris Catoe’s myspace page(sorry about not getting permission, but you’re my freakin’ bro. I figured I didn’t have to ask)

The Baldilocks Manchu

Where my heart is…

Well, today I am, honestly a little concerned.  Why?  There just seems to be SO much going on in life right now.  So many details that are not worked out yet.  I hate to be so vague, but I am trying to keep a little on guard. 
 
Here are some very positive things (since that is how I should reflect)
 
Our car is now paid off…We don't owe anything on it.  Woo hoo!!!
Our daughter will be turning 2 years old in just seven weeks. 
Our house is being painted some bright new colors.
We all woke up with breath in our lungs!!!
I still have a job (not that I was going to lose it)
I am still happily married to the same woman…(I love you more today than I have ever love you before.)
We have three wonderful kids…(2 are worshipping Jesus at His feet as we speak)
God loves me no matter what.
The Bible is one size fits all.
My wife still loves me even though I shaved off my beard…
I have a great and wonderful family (parents, brother/sister-in-law/nephew, and in-laws included)
 
 
So, until next time I will reflect on these things.
 
Thank you, God.  You are more than I could have ever imagined.

 

Things that I have noticed…

Okay.  This post will most assuredly sound negative.  That is partly because I am writing this and then the other part is that of the subject matters…
 
Clothes:  Okay, here goes.  Be ready to be offended…
 
Why is it that some ladies (married even) wear next to nothing?  Comfort?  Sure, but think about this too…if you put clothes on that you CONSTANTLY HAVE TO TUG AT THE ENDS TO MAKE SURE YOUR PARTS AND PIECES ARE COVERED, then WHY would you spend more money on less clothing?  Furthermore, why would you wear something that shows off what you have?  My dad always taught me that I should look for a young lady who dresses modestly.  Why?  He said that if I went after someone who “didn't leave anything to my imagination” then, chances are, my imagination wasn't the only one that was spinning.  If a young lady dressed in a more modest way then, chances are, it would be more like love over time than lust at first sight.  So does this mean that all women should wear frocks, smocks, and “moo moos?”  No.  But dress in a manner that is not only appropriate for your age, but for your husband (whether you are married, dating, courting, or single).  I would even go so far as to say this…If your husband likes for you to wear more revealing clothing, maybe you should suggest that when you do that, you are also been looked at by other men in a “less than wholesome” way than your husband is looking at you.
 
 
Grown men:  This goes out to some of the guys that I work with daily…
 
I work with grown men.  Men between the ages of 22 and 56 or so.  Somehow, working with these guys shows me that it is hard to find an actual “mature” man.  Most guys prefer to spend more time with their buddys or their computer (i.e. blogger or facebook or “_________”) than with their families.  Some (I should probably put most there) guys run to addictions whether emotional addictions (relationships/self-destruct mode/personal degradation), addictions with a subtance (drugs/alcohol/food), or with mental addictions (the list goes on and on…  So when can we, as men, stand up and grow up.  We seem to run from responsibility these days.  There are more single mom's out there today than any other time period.  I know that personally I fight the urge to just not do work around the house because I rarely sleep.  But that isn't being responsible to my family nor my neighborhood.  That isn't setting a positive role model for my little girl to pattern herself after or for qualities to look for in a future husband. 
 
 
What else?  Well, I know there is more, but for right now, I must go to sleep.  I have already been working too long today. 
 
Until next time…

Things of note

There are some things that I like and then there are some that I absolutely abhor.

Things I like:

The fact that the piece of crap lemon (car) that I bought just over two years ago will be paid off in a mere 10 days. What then? Probably sink money into it just long enough to sell it on eBay.

I like Mountain Dew. I shouldn’t drink it, but I still like it.

I like nice pens. Not the $30 pens that are in the special case at the Office Supply stores…just the $3.00 and $4.00 pens. They write well, but then other people that use my desk use them and lose them.

I like my job. Sure there are some long hours, but it is a great place and promotes a wonderful chance for men to change to a God focus instead of an anthropocentric life.

I like to use big words sometimes. I usually learn them from my wife. (she is much smarter than I am.)

I like having no hair. It cuts down on my beautification process in the a.m.

I like the weird looks and the laughing when people see me riding the Vino scooter. I just think to myself, “They may be making fun of me because I am fat and riding a little scooter, but I am being more friendly to the environment AND I only spend about $10 in gas per month.”

Here are things that I abhor…

I abhor when I put to much pasta in a bowl and it sticks together when I cook it in the microwave. (I’m eating lunch…it is just fresh on the brain.)

I abhor the times that I press the one button (by accident) that deletes ALL of my music from my mp3 player. And considering the internet speed I currently have (which I am thankful that I have internet at all) it still takes 28 – 30 HOURS to put it all back on the player.

I hate that my refills for my prescriptions ran out today and that I have to wait even longer to get them filled. I probably can’t go back until around 3 p.m. to get it. I already didn’t have meds yesterday.

Well, that’s enough for today. There are always more things that I like than I don’t.

I guess that’s what happens when God blesses you with everything that you need.

Untitled mess

In my last blog post I said mentioned that I had created a new blog about anger, resentment, and more. Well, long story short it was just a day that I couldn’t seem to handle. More than that, it was a bitching session of blame. I blamed everyone and everything for the anger I was going through at the time. It is easy to do that. It means that there is nothing wrong with yourself, but the whole rest of the world is screwed up. That everything that happens to you is somehow someone else’s fault and they should fix their crap and then your own life would be peachy. Bull!!!

The fact is that life as a Christian is set up where you are constantly allowed to go through things (good and bad) that glorifies God. Point Blank!

So, I owe apologies to my family for foolishly blaming them for my problems and lack of growth. I am sorry that I always go back and dig up the past to try to figure out my current problems. Sure there are things that I wasn’t taught growing up…SO WHAT!!! No parent that I’ve met actually teaches EVERYTHING to their kids. If that were the case then the world wouldn’t need God to depend on Him.

From this point, I choose to remember the past but push on toward the future. I will remember the past to be as a testimony of what God has done.

Psalm 126

blog titled "Untitled"

As I sit here, it is just after 1:30 a.m. and I can’t sleep. Why? A conglomeration of things. The A/C unit is frozen up (thanks to the dweebs in the apartment behind our since we all use the same Air unit) so it is quite warm, I am wanting to talk to my mom about some past stuff but she isn’t answering her phone (yes, I just called her at 1:20 a.m. I knew she was asleep, but it is important), my heart and mind are a mess, and, well, I’m not that sleepy.

I’ve been quite angry lately. That usually isn’t me. I am usually a laid-back kind of guy that is sort of even-keel. Not lately. My past has reared it’s ugly head again and I am ready to chop it off (metaphorically, not literally).

I will say this though. Generational sin is a glitch. Also generational abuse is a glitch. Especially when those things are combined. (Of course, I don’t mean glitch. I mean that it, honestly, is unacceptable.) I prayed a long time ago that God would let me be the end of the generational crap that has come down the proverbial sewer pipe of my family tree. I didn’t realize the pain that it would and has caused me and my family.

I am still learning about my past. Everytime I think it has been dealt with it flares up again (kind of like seasonal eczyma). It comes up and is more than bothersome…it just plain interupts your whole way of doing things.

To God be all of the glory of this. I know, God, that You are the only source of peace and hope. God that you would kick my ass when I am being stupid. God that you would let me know when I’ve pleased your heart.

blog-worthy???

I have become that blogger that I used to be annoyed by on my long days at work. “What do people mean not blogging at least once each week? I mean, CRAP, there is at least the weekend that is low-key.”

Enter The Village…

blogger. it has been 32 days since my last blog-fessional. forgive me for I have not blogged regularly.

You know, sometimes work is a steam-engine. There is just no way that it slows down enough to use the shoes or tie your bathroom. It is just that blogging is the last thing I think of when I get done for the day. Actually, it is rarely thought of these days. I mean, I still have something happen during the day and I mention aloud that “That is blog-worthy right there!!!” Of course, most of the crew I work with have no idea what a blog is or how to spell it. When I try to explain I just get weird looks because they don’t think that telling all of the world about what is going on is very “manly.” Well, maybe it isn’t, but at least I can come home, blog, and get over the frustrations of the day.