Tag: crazy

Camping…

But I don’t like it.

I love outdoor activities – hiking, games, running and sports, swimming and stand-up paddle boarding to name a few. But I do not like camping. When I camp, I, it turns out, am not a happy camper…

And how do we proceed when two people who are important to one another do not love some of the things and activities where the other does actually cause the trouble?

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Like a rock

I’m not a Chevy, but this new bed sure does make me sleep like a rock… boy, does it knock me out…

Thank you, God and Mom, for this bed! Bless with love all those who most need your mercy tonight, please. In your name, I pray. Amen!

P.S. Happy Cinco de Mayo!! Yay! Had margaritas and Tex-Mex for dinner with the family. Next alcohol might be in late July, at our family reunion…, but also maybe not… anyway, Handicorn came with us, and we all had a blast.

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Youch

And some days, you have an amazing day going with your friend and her baby to the beach, which is for the baby’s first-ever beach trip – by the way, she loved it! – , and the half-Mexican baby ends up totally fine with darker skin, and you and your girlfriend look like crawfish, just in time for the end of the season… Or, perhaps, I’m on my own on this one… 😛

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Male-patterned baldness

I mean, sure, I have an absolute preference for a man with a full head of hair. However, in the grand scheme of things, it is merely a preference. Whether a man naturally has hair on his head or not does not come from a personal decision or certain morality or attitude toward life – it’s just how God made him. Why be mad at the way something was made? What is the benefit?

For example, I love strawberries. They are amazing. But they also make my body not feel its best, and eating them does not honor my body fully. So, I go without them most of the time. I don’t get mad at strawberries for causing stomach stress within my body. I don’t get mad at my body for not being able to process strawberries perfectly and easily. That’s just the way we both were made.

It was definitely an adjustment when I first learned that they were behind the discomfort I was having. But feeling amazing by not having them wins out, leaving me not minding so much that I don’t eat strawberries anymore.

Therefore, if a full head of male hair is not in my future partner’s future, then that’s okay. Because my future partner will be the person for me and I will be the person for him. Hair is merely an esthetic detail.

So, my Love, my Life, and my God, bring it on, please. They will be done. In your name, I pray. Amen. Hallelujah. Praise be.

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Scratch my back?

One of the greatest parts of having a flatmate is the silly requests for help that are so easy and so acceptable. For example, ‘Could you use the trigger point gun on these muscles on my back that I can’t reach?’, ‘Could you scratch my back for me?’, ‘Would you help me do this stretch?’

Obviously, a lot of physical requests come to mind initially for me. However, they can be all sorts of requests, and they are all so easy and acceptable. I, for one, and so grateful for being able to help with and request help for them again. Tonight, my itchy back from the drying-out shower soap was grateful for the neighborly back scratch it got.

So, thank you, God, for such a fun and silly situation. I love you. Amen.

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Speaking in song

“Have I told you lately that I love you?” I ask as I approach a friend first thing in the morning, at the gym. “And that I am incredibly grateful to have you in my life?”

He smiles a huge, clearly grateful smile, chuckles slightly, and replies, “Same,” slightly embarrassed yet glad.

Somehow, that song lyric was in my head as I walked up to him, and I realized that it was a valid thought to be having, too – I hadn’t told him lately that I love him. He is a very dear friend of mine, and I am incredibly grateful to have him in my life. I tell others this somewhat often, and I usually tell him, too. But I hadn’t lately. And our interaction yesterday merely supported how awesome he is and how wonderful it is and has been to have him in my life, especially this past year. True friends are a gift from God, I swear.

Thank you, God, for love and life and true friends. Thanks be to God, Hallelujah, and Amen!

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Sleep talk

Do you talk when you sleep? I don’t mean merely talking in your sleep, saying things aloud as you interact with your dreams. I do that one. I mean right now talking to others while you sleep. Conversations that, when referenced the next morning, you have absolutely no idea what the other person is even talking about, and you have zero recollection of a full-on conversation or series of verbal exchanges… even though most of them happened with eyes open…

Yeah, I find it rather spectacular and bizarre, too, but it, as I have lately learned, is real.

God, bless us with beautiful and good and restful sleep, please, as well as clear conversations that we actually remember. Amen! 😛

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