Saturday, May 29, 2010

Things not said.

I have to admit I am a very lucky boy. Life is not easy and at times is just plain tough but it is easier with someone to share it with. We read a book about love languages about two years ago and it is amazing at how each and every one of us gives and receives love so differently. My wife is a service person she receives and gives love through service And my love language is words and physical touch. So sometimes we get our paths crossed and end up showing love but feeling like we are not receiving any. My family all loves the way I do so we are touchy feely talkers. My wife's family is servers they are not big hugger and they are not big on Wow good jobs. In fact they are more of the "you missed a spot kind of people". So we communicate on different levels. I can say I love you so much to Tink and she just hears blah blah blah and thinks if he loved me he would mow my lawn, weed the garden, plant fruit trees, build my fence, trim the rose bushes , move the rocks, spay the aphids, dig up the back lawn and plant new grass, get a couple loads of dirt and spread them out fix my sprinklers and wash the car. And I mow the lawn and want to gear Wow babe you are the greatest husband in the world not only are you tough, sexy, handsome, and nice to animals but you are a all around great guy and I am so glad you chose me because you are the greatest thing since hostess cherry pies. I have began to demand a wow. Yes i have become a wow whore. I fish for wows if I don't get them. It is pathetic but I am a addict. Despite these differences I have my best friend in the world forever she is my everything . We try the silent treatment but we cant do it because without talking we cant share everything and we share everything. When we left our parents we gave all of ourselves to each other and I would not trade one second with her. Thanks Babe I love You .

Saturday, May 22, 2010


Since this is the least read blog in the world I really feel no need to write but oh well here goes another post. My kids are great. I made the joke that we sometimes celebrate mediocraty in life, but when it involves your kid there is no such thing. To my kid everything is worth celebrating and fun. They truly know what life is all about. Mostly life is about fun and the pursuit of love. Love comes easily for my kids. Unless they want the same thing and then war comes easily. But overall peace usually rules the day. Imagine if your whole goal for the day was to have fun all day and when the day comes to a end demand a bedtime story and a sack of flour ride to bed. We in the adult world live in a constent death spiral. We sometimes focus on the, I wish I had instead of the what I haves. The wish I hads if allowed to dominate your thoughts will never bring happiness and only leave you feeling incomplete and like you never progress. The what I haves can bring you great joy and when you strive to be grateful for what you have you magically are content. The bigger car the nicer house the bigger better bow quickley become old and are not so bigger and better. The. "they are so much better than me" does not lift you up as much as the I am a great person, I am awesome. And that is what is so great everyone is Awesome, even good old Barrack has a little Awesome, just look at those ears, Awesome.