I took that picture about a month ago. I was about to go to bed but I couldn’t find OtherDogGeedingII but needed to turn the light off in DaughterGeeding’s room. I suppose he was guarding her from bad dreams.
I watch the last period and overtime of the Dallas Stars game last night. I don’t watch much hockey but this was a local team in a game seven. For some reason, John Denver’s “Take Me Home, Country Roads” was being played. The crowd was really into it singing along with a lot of gusto. It’s a fun crowd song, I get that, but it’s about West Virginia and the game was in St. Louis. This reminds of the period when the Dallas Cowboys would play “Sweet Home Alabama” before kickoffs which annoyed the heck out of me.
Drywall is one of the toughest things to repair. Years ago GeedingManor had some foundation issues and I’m trying to repair some cracks in our walls. The process is pretty easy, it’s matching the texture, that orange peel pattern that’s the challenge. I can never get those aerosol cans to work right. I think in many ways, drywall is an art form which has to be mastered.
I have a close friend, someone I grew up and attended college with, recently turned down an opportunity to pastor a church in Hawaii. Funny thing, but not only is my friend from Mineral Wells but the representative of the prospective church also grew up there.
I have another close friend who is also a Baptist preacher. He mentioned his teenage son goes to a public school and it provides parents the option of whether they want their children to participate in a sex education class. He explained he and his wife chose not to have their son participate, that they would prefer to have that sort of stuff taught by them based on biblical and Christian principles. Several times he stated he was concerned about how “the world” teaches sex. None of this was surprising and it’s especially common where I grew up. I asked if he and his wife had the talk before the school’s scheduled sex education class and he seemed surprised by the question. I explained I wasn’t judging his parenting, I simply thought the students who attended the class would talk a lot about it afterward and that was an opportunity to have his son prepared to respond to a sensitive subject matter. For the most part, I don’t have an issue of parents opting to have their children not attend a sex education class. I also recognize each child is different. But I think a good approach for conservative Christian parents would be to have their children take the class, but before doing so, teach them how you would prefer it be taught and then after they take the class talk to them about what was taught and let them know what areas you support and don’t support – have a conversation about it. Eventually, they will be faced with what was taught one way or another, either by friends, personal experience, social media, or an entertainment median. As a parent, you have to make the most of the opportunities which come about. I’m now reminded of a sex education booklet I had for a “Sociology of Marriage” class I took in college. The front cover had the words of John 8:32 – Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
TheRoot.com is an online African-American news magazine focused on black culture. If you are familiar with black culture, then you are well aware of how significant the barbershop is, it’s a place in the community where people hang out for hours playing games and conversing. I recently discovered TheRoot.com has a weekly tongue in cheek (Oh, stewardess! I speak jive.) ‘Game of Thrones’ recap which I found pretty funny – A Game of Thrones Recap From the Westeros Barbershop
I know y’all heard they killed that black girl down in King’s Landing yesterday. I’ve seen the video. She was unarmed, not bothering anybody, and they cut her head clean off in front of her boyfriend while he just stood there like he didn’t even have any balls or anything.
I haven’t watched this so I have no idea what to expect but thought some of you might find this interesting – People Try To Guess The Religion Of Strangers In A Line-Up
Not sure of the reasons your friend had for turning down the opportunity in Hawaii, but I had a friend that moved his family there for a few years for a federal government job (it was the only way to get his foot in the door) and they couldn’t get out of there quick enough. They enjoyed a lot of family visiting while they were there, but it didn’t take long for it to stop feeling like you were living vacationland. Everything is more expensive on an island, the schools are terrible and jobs for people from the mainland are scarce, a lot of native Hawaiians dislike people from the mainland, housing is expensive and what they could afford was not what you see in the travel brochures. They lived on Oahu, so it might be a little different on the other less developed islands.
Your comment reminds me of the beginning of the George Clooney movie “The Descendants”, which has really stuck on me. It helped me realize that now matter how nice we think some folks have it, there is no escaping the escapable.
“My friends on the mainland think just because I leave in Hawaii, I live in paradise, like a permanent vacation. We’re all just out here, sipping Mai Tais, shaking our hips, catching waves. Are they insane? Do they think we are immune to life? How can they possibly think our famalies are less screwed up, our cancers less fatal, our heartache less painful?”
Not sure of the reasons your friend had for turning down the opportunity in Hawaii, but I had a friend that moved his family there for a few years for a federal government job (it was the only way to get his foot in the door) and they couldn’t get out of there quick enough. They enjoyed a lot of family visiting while they were there, but it didn’t take long for it to stop feeling like you were living vacationland. Everything is more expensive on an island, the schools are terrible and jobs for people from the mainland are scarce, a lot of native Hawaiians dislike people from the mainland, housing is expensive and what they could afford was not what you see in the travel brochures. They lived on Oahu, so it might be a little different on the other less developed islands.
Your comment reminds me of the beginning of the George Clooney movie “The Descendants”, which has really stuck on me. It helped me realize that now matter how nice we think some folks have it, there is no escaping the escapable.
“My friends on the mainland think just because I leave in Hawaii, I live in paradise, like a permanent vacation. We’re all just out here, sipping Mai Tais, shaking our hips, catching waves. Are they insane? Do they think we are immune to life? How can they possibly think our famalies are less screwed up, our cancers less fatal, our heartache less painful?”
Your picture is awesome. There is no better gift to your kids than a dog.