Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight. ~Phyllis Diller

My big sis is getting married tomorrow.

And next month I will have been married for 4 years.

Wow.

In times like these we reflect on our lives and the decisions we've made. Marriage is tough. Anyone who says otherwise is a damn fool. The worst of it is that there is no way to prepare for the difficulties that will ensue. There is not a sequence of wording available (nor will ever come into existence) to describe the depth of the "marriage" ideal.

Someone may have tried to write a 'how-to' book, but -without a doubt- they failed. Its a constant battle against the world, against the odds, against worldly sinful nature; and sometimes you aren't hand in hand with your spouse in the uphill battle, but carrying them on your back. You have to be prepared. But how CAN one prepare for that?

In searching for a right quote for the title of this post I came across a few that touched me:

Success in marriage does not come merely through finding the right mate, but through being the right mate. ~Barnett R. Brickner

Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then. ~Katherine Hepburn

But I relate more with all the quotes about marriage as a battle:

All married couples should learn the art of battle as they should learn the art of making love. Good battle is objective and honest--never vicious or cruel. Good battle is healthy and constructive, and brings to a marriage the principle of equal partnership. ~Ann Landers Says Truth Is Stranger..., 1968

Its ridiculous but marriage really is like a battle, but it is a battle where you face an army wearing only your knickers and your weapon is a container of lipstick.

Best Wishes and
Good Luck Sis.


Don't forget to sharpen that lipstick.

\m/

Avoidance Fail

You know those 'fail' photos where some poor schmuch does something stupid and someone happens to capture it in a photo.

Jen and I have gotten in the habit of saying "Fail" whenever we do something stupid.

I just did the mother of all fails.

Prologue:

So being in an office you get used to hearing people's footsteps and can identify who each stride belongs to.

I heard the one coming down the hall.
The one that I just couldn't deal with at that moment.
I had been having a hard day so far, and I just couldn't imagine being able to hold my tongue.

So I put in my earbuds from my nano really quick and pretended to be typing and not paying attention.

Only, I had neglected to realize in time that I was playing music on my computer speakers...aloud...and my earbuds weren't connected..... to anything....
And he was already in the office.
No save was coming to mind.

So I just put them down.

Awkward...

\m/

Back on the Wagon...

P90x update:



I promise to try and do better with the video updates.

Rock Band Addiction?

Is there such a thing?
There should be a term.

You know its bad when you start 'air' playing the instruments to a song from the game in your car.

Its no longer poker or movies that grab our attention and monopolizing our Friday evenings, but singing and playing along to popular music by hitting colored buttons...


On another note:
We are celebrating Jen's B-Day this Friday at the casino.
Don't ask me how old she is, cause I can't even remember how old I am.
But it should be fun.
A big group of people at the Ice Bar, probably listening to music and thinking of those damn colored buttons....

I intend to dance.

This is not a pretty sight.

But after a couple of drinks I don't care.

HAPPY -Early- B-Day Jen!