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I’m gonna throw a little wisdom your way this morning… people tend to disagree on a lot of things. Politics, religion, relationships, the weather, music, and everything else. That’s what keeps life interesting. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized there’s something we can all agree on. Something universal. Something recognized. Something unquestioned. Plants can be creepy. Yeah, I know. Duh. Admittedly, I don’t know a whole lot about flowers and plants. This past weekend my wife and I were at the nursery choosing this year’s victims. Her: I’ve got creeping phlox. Me: Can you get a penicillin shot to clear that up? After a few hours of choosing the perfect flowers, we made our selections and went home to start the planting. We decided to put out some clematis, which is kind of a vine thingy with big flowers. At least on the picture it is. Being the intrepid... Continue Reading
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I remember the feelings I had when my wife and I found out that we were having a baby. She would tell you that SHE was having a baby and doing all the work. But until she writes her own blog, you won’t hear that. Besides, living with a pregnant woman is work. Lots of work. Cravings weren’t too bad. I did want pizza constantly, but that worked out fine since she did too. Picking out possible names was pretty easy too, since back then names were limited by law to two syllables or less. Ultrasounds were a lot simpler too. The doctor just held a glass up to her belly and put his ear on it. Doctor: I can hear the heartbeat. Me: That was me. Taco Bell for lunch. ‘Nuff said. We chose not to know the sex of the baby before it was born. You know, because... Continue Reading
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My wife and I have been married a long time. An awfully long time. Over 30 years now. I can still remember how she chased after me way back when. Today, I believe it would be called “stalking”, but I thought it was kind of cute the way she threw herself at me. At least that’s the way I remember it. Her recollection might be a little different. Still, you’d think after being married so long, it would get a little boring. We know each other better than anyone else on earth, and somehow we’re still together. We don’t get bored, we don’t spend time apart, and when we do have our little arguments, I’m always quick to admit that she was right (even though we all know she’s not). Day in and day out, the same person wakes up next to me (actually, quite a while after me), spends... Continue Reading
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My wife and I taught a bunch of pre-K kids in Sunday School for a few years. Two adults with around 25 or 30 4-year olds. It was not a fair fight. We figured out quickly why the locks were on the outside of the doors. There were always 2 or 3 kids that cried every week when their parents dropped them off. “Don’t worry, they’ll stop as soon as you leave!” we would always say cheerfully (but usually not truthfully). Most parents were so eager to drop off their kids that they never saw the pleading and desperate looks in our eyes. After a while though, we began to enjoy the teaching. This is what most psychologists refer to as Stockholm Syndrome. It is the odd paradox of a captive identifying with his captors. We got to the point where we would even defend them. “Did Bobby behave today?”... Continue Reading
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