Thursday, June 28, 2007

Ghetto Living

When my lease was up at our beach apartment last month we were thinking about buying a condo. Since we hadn't picked one out yet we decided to stay with my mom and dad for a couple weeks until we figured out what to do. We must be bad luck because they decided to get divorced and my mom moved out into her own apartment. My dad asked us if we can stay there for a couple months to help him with rent and we said sure. We now live about 5 miles east of the coast in a little bit rougher part of town. Our street is very quiet and all the homeowners are clean and respectful but the outlying neighborhood is not a place I would go walking at night. Here's the news from SD last night:
A manhunt continues Thursday for a possible kidnapping suspect who was involved in a police pursuit Wednesday night.The chase ended with the suspect rolling his van near Interstate ***and *** Avenue in (Name of my neighborhood). He then took off on foot, and police were unable to locate him. A portion of south Interstate *** was temporarily closed, and traffic backed up while officers searched the van for evidence.No description of the suspect is available at this time.
By 11pm there were about 10 police cars on my street and officers and K-9s were scouring our block. They shined lights in our windows and helicopters were swooping overhead. The police even came in and had a look around our house and yard. It was scary and exciting. Gabe loves police stuff and he can't help but get involved. He stood out on the front porch periodically trying to listen to what their radios were saying. We didn't get to go to bed until aroud 2am when they moved the search to the next street over. Crazy!
I'm definitely homesick now. I miss my apartment where the only sounds I heard were the college kid parties and the murmurs of the tourists and I knew all my neighbors.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Divorce Part II

Not to beleaguer the point but I have more commentary on divorce. I seem to have a preoccupation with it lately as I see some of my loved ones struggling in their marriages and my head is constantly filled with anxiety over the issue. I know couples who are in the process of splitting up who still hang out together every day. They talk about everything and even have date night still, even go on vacations together. I can see the point of all of this if they were still in the process of working on the marriage but once papers have been filed it seems to just be dragging out the pain. Besides, if you can stand to be best friends shouldn't you be able to make a marriage work? I hope I'm not asking for lightning to strike me and show just how difficult marriage can be when compared to friendship but it seems to me that liking each other is the biggest obstacle to overcome. If you can maintain a genuine affection for each other surely you can work out the other areas. It breaks my heart to see people who really compliment each other and who seem to be a good match hurting so badly over a separation. I'm sad. I think I need a vacation with my husband to just think about fun stuff for a while. Who would like to pay for the trip?

Friday, June 15, 2007

A boy's first time..

A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night& have dinner with her parents. Since this is such abig event, the girl announces to her boyfriend thatafter dinner, she would like to go out & make lovefor the first time. Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sexbefore, so he takes a trip to the pharmacist to get
some condoms. He tells the pharmacist it's his firsttime & the pharmacist helps the boy for about an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know aboutcondoms and sex.

At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how manycondoms he'd like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, orfamily pack. The boy insists on the family pack because hethinks he will be rather busy, it being his firsttime & all. That night, the boy shows up at the girl's parentshouse & meets his girlfriend at the door. "Oh, I'mso excited for you to meet my parents, come on in!"
The boy goes inside & is taken to the dinner tablewhere the girl's parents are seated. The boy quicklyoffers to say grace & bows his head. A minute passes, & the boy is still deep in prayer,with his head down.10 minutes pass, & still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, thegirlfriend leans over & whispers to theboyfriend, "I had no idea you were this religious."
The boy turns, & whispers back, "I had no idea yourfather was a pharmacist."

Thursday, June 14, 2007

What's the Glory of Living?

Everyone I know is getting divorced!!! It's so diheartening. Several people that I'm close to are considering or already in the process of getting divorced right now and it's crazy. I'm a newlywed so I feel great right now but divorce is really beginning to feel like an inevitability when I continue to see couples who have stuck it our for 10, 20 or even 30 years decide to throw in the towell. Doesn't anybody ever stay together anymore? It's like death; everyone dies. It's just a question of what kills you in the end. Everyone gets divorced. It's just a question of what the last straw turns out to be. I know it sounds silly coming from a divorcee but people seem to give up way too easily. I'm normally a raging optomist but I'm feeling a little deflated on the whole traditional family thing. It seems the very thing I'm working towards is quickly becoming extinct. I guess I'll just put my nose to the grindstone and hope for the best. Still, I sometimes feel like a happy marriage is just a naiive person waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Surf's Up

Last Sunday I had some free time after church so I took my new surf board out and gave it a try. I promised I would post pictures of me surfing once I went but the problem is that I suck at surfing. Appearantly I suck even more on my new board. It's very light weight and I couldn't keep it under me. I didn't stand up at all. I just paddled and paddled and wore myself out. I'm going to need way more practice and some surf lessons to break this one in. Progress report to follow.