(default)
Another post within a week or so? Crazy right. I mean, sure a lot of things have happened since I last updated this thing ages ago, or maybe its the fact that I watched the Sex and the City movie last night in which the main character is a writer, but really, I don't know why I want to write in here again.
Speaking of Sex and the City, I wasn't impressed. There were funny moments (the brunette of the group poops her pants, I obviously have the mentality of a 4th grader) but really, what a group of superficial, rich, snobs. I mean sure, they all have such quick personalities, but they all expect for things in life to just come their way, like they're entitled to glamor, riches, fame, and love. However it did make me think of the things in my life that I think are important. For example, an issue I've had with my wife for some time is video games. Obviously I'm not the first one to have this particular problem with the opposite sex. But its something I do as a hobby and something that doesn't really take up that much of my time. But I can't but help but ogle and awe when I'm at a friend's house watching life-like epic battles unfold at the tips of my fingers. Having just come back from leave and finally got the permission to get a PS3 from my wife, I started to wonder why it was really that important to me. And I couldn't really come up with an answer. I enjoy video games, and they're a lot of fun. But like I said, I don't spend much time with them, maybe a couple hours a week (sometimes more if I've got a new game) but not enough to warrant buying a new system that costs $400 not including the games. I could easily use $500 to take my wife snowboarding or to a casino (both of which I'll probably have to convince Jenae to do with me).
This isn't to say I don't like spending money though. I fully plan on using the second half of my enlistment bonus to pay for a really sweet new acoustic guitar. I'd like a new electric too, but for now the one I have works fine. But yes, I'm getting a new acoustic and I'm super excited. Mainly because my Yamaha while a great guitar, needs to be upgraded and because I'd really like to put away my old one so as not to damage it beyond the few nicks and scratches its got seeing as how it was my father's. I'd like to pass it on someday.
Something else that the movie had me thinking. Not going to into much detail, the man the main character in the movie was marrying, left her at the alter. So I thought about the leadership role a husband should have in the marriage, and what a responsibility it is to carry. Just for the record, let me put it out there that I believe in the leadership role of a man in marriage. Don't get me wrong, both partners should have equal say in all matters, I believe that its is the husbands decision that should be followed when each partner's opinion differs. But as I said before, this is a great responsibility. Because as a husband, my decision should be based on what is best for my family/my wife and the both of us, not for what I necessarily want, with regards to how my wife will feel about that decision. Most people would probably tell me that I'm wrong and that its not just about what the man decides. Let me again say that the man's decision should be based upon the happiness and well-being of his family and wife before his own.
I often reflect on my particular feelings about this, and most of the time I don't feel I measure up to this standard, or I'm not ready for it. I don't feel ready for that, but I try. And oftentimes I fail.
Nose hairs are a funny thing. And they hurt to pull out, for those of you who don't know. I've pulled some out before, because they were actually sticking out of my nostrils, and it was a far more painful process than I would have thought. Perhaps its because of how thick nose hair is. One of these days I'm going to have to try waxing something, just to see what all the fuss is about.
Random thought there, but I have a lot of those. I used to blurt out pretty much whatever I was thinking at the time, but as life has progressed I've learned to hold back such things. Sometimes I miss just saying what I thought. But then I remember how much of a mean person I can be, and I retract such ridiculousness. Especially after being here in Iraq for as long as I have. Its made me a much angrier person than I used to be. I could actually feel it physically well up inside of me on my way back. We had left Germany and the countryside began to change from a beautiful dark green to gold, to brown. And as I looked down from the plane and watched the tiny patches of land, my entire body began tensing up again, and I could feel the anger building up inside my chest.
Its different to say the least, being here. And now I've run out of things to type.
Speaking of Sex and the City, I wasn't impressed. There were funny moments (the brunette of the group poops her pants, I obviously have the mentality of a 4th grader) but really, what a group of superficial, rich, snobs. I mean sure, they all have such quick personalities, but they all expect for things in life to just come their way, like they're entitled to glamor, riches, fame, and love. However it did make me think of the things in my life that I think are important. For example, an issue I've had with my wife for some time is video games. Obviously I'm not the first one to have this particular problem with the opposite sex. But its something I do as a hobby and something that doesn't really take up that much of my time. But I can't but help but ogle and awe when I'm at a friend's house watching life-like epic battles unfold at the tips of my fingers. Having just come back from leave and finally got the permission to get a PS3 from my wife, I started to wonder why it was really that important to me. And I couldn't really come up with an answer. I enjoy video games, and they're a lot of fun. But like I said, I don't spend much time with them, maybe a couple hours a week (sometimes more if I've got a new game) but not enough to warrant buying a new system that costs $400 not including the games. I could easily use $500 to take my wife snowboarding or to a casino (both of which I'll probably have to convince Jenae to do with me).
This isn't to say I don't like spending money though. I fully plan on using the second half of my enlistment bonus to pay for a really sweet new acoustic guitar. I'd like a new electric too, but for now the one I have works fine. But yes, I'm getting a new acoustic and I'm super excited. Mainly because my Yamaha while a great guitar, needs to be upgraded and because I'd really like to put away my old one so as not to damage it beyond the few nicks and scratches its got seeing as how it was my father's. I'd like to pass it on someday.
Something else that the movie had me thinking. Not going to into much detail, the man the main character in the movie was marrying, left her at the alter. So I thought about the leadership role a husband should have in the marriage, and what a responsibility it is to carry. Just for the record, let me put it out there that I believe in the leadership role of a man in marriage. Don't get me wrong, both partners should have equal say in all matters, I believe that its is the husbands decision that should be followed when each partner's opinion differs. But as I said before, this is a great responsibility. Because as a husband, my decision should be based on what is best for my family/my wife and the both of us, not for what I necessarily want, with regards to how my wife will feel about that decision. Most people would probably tell me that I'm wrong and that its not just about what the man decides. Let me again say that the man's decision should be based upon the happiness and well-being of his family and wife before his own.
I often reflect on my particular feelings about this, and most of the time I don't feel I measure up to this standard, or I'm not ready for it. I don't feel ready for that, but I try. And oftentimes I fail.
Nose hairs are a funny thing. And they hurt to pull out, for those of you who don't know. I've pulled some out before, because they were actually sticking out of my nostrils, and it was a far more painful process than I would have thought. Perhaps its because of how thick nose hair is. One of these days I'm going to have to try waxing something, just to see what all the fuss is about.
Random thought there, but I have a lot of those. I used to blurt out pretty much whatever I was thinking at the time, but as life has progressed I've learned to hold back such things. Sometimes I miss just saying what I thought. But then I remember how much of a mean person I can be, and I retract such ridiculousness. Especially after being here in Iraq for as long as I have. Its made me a much angrier person than I used to be. I could actually feel it physically well up inside of me on my way back. We had left Germany and the countryside began to change from a beautiful dark green to gold, to brown. And as I looked down from the plane and watched the tiny patches of land, my entire body began tensing up again, and I could feel the anger building up inside my chest.
Its different to say the least, being here. And now I've run out of things to type.