Filter Through Life

I am almost Peter Parker
September 19, 2008, 8:52 pm
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Earlier today, Cheri came at me as if my head were a fly and she was Daniel Larusso with a set of chopsticks.  Apparently, I had a spider crawling in my goatee.  She probably saved my life today because I’m pretty sure it was a Black Widow.  She showed no fear in the face of death and I owe her big time.


Wife who catch spider on husband face shop for anything.


Thanks Honey, I love you.


August 29, 2008, 9:45 am
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Pride is one of the most destructive forces on the planet.  I am not talking about being proud of your child when he hits a home run.  I am not talking about a pride of lions either, though I imagine said pride could be quit destructive as well given the right circumstances.  I digress.  What I am talking about is pride in one’s self. (one of my favorite websites ever) defines the noun pride as the following (most applicable definitions in red):



a high or inordinate opinion of one’s own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.



the state or feeling of being proud.



a becoming or dignified sense of what is due to oneself or one’s position or character; self-respect; self-esteem.



pleasure or satisfaction taken in something done by or belonging to oneself or believed to reflect credit upon oneself



something that causes a person or persons to be proud



the best of a group, class, society, etc.



the most flourishing state or period



mettle in a horse.




. splendor, magnificence, or pomp.



a group of lions.



sexual desire, esp. in a female animal.



ornament or adornment.


What makes anyone think they are better or more deserving than someone else?  Pride and pride alone.  I don’t care if you are a world-class, gold medal winning athlete that is a member of Mensa International and president of the PTA, you are not better or more deserving than the person serving you your pretentious grande, non-fat, mint chip, chai, mocha latte…with extra whipped cream.  We are all human beings, born imperfect and sinful.  We all need grace and we all need our Savior, Jesus Christ. 


My pride has been raging full tilt the last couple of days.  I have used the fact that I just had surgery, I haven’t sleep much in two weeks and I am constantly in pain as an excuse to think I am more deserving of grace and leniency from my wife than usual.  I reached the end of Cheri’s grace rope last night. 


I am tired.  I hurt all day long.  Yesterday just flat out sucked and Cheri did something that kind of annoyed me.  Because my nerves are currently taking up residence on my epidermis I let this…how do I put this delicately…excuse the vernacular but, piss me off.  I was a total jerk.  I didn’t yell or cuss or scream or anything like that.  I just didn’t talk.  I had a little pity party all night.  I fell asleep watching Alton Brown and Cheri went to bed without waking me or saying goodnight.  That is very unusual. 

So this morning I had to make the call.  I had to say I was sorry, and I was.  I am.  I let my pride ruin an entire evening with my loving wife, dare I say, the pride of my life.  The words didn’t come out easily, what with me swallowing while trying to apologize, but they did come out.  She forgave me as she is so apt to do.  Did I deserve it?  No, but that is what grace is all about. 


Maybe one of these days I will have the chance to show her a little grace.  Probably not.  That’s the problem with living with a saint.

Ecclesiastes 7:8-9 The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride.  Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools.



I love my wife
August 21, 2008, 11:28 am
Filed under: Family, Funny Stories, Funny Stuff, Marriage, Relationships

So I was told that immediately after surgery, in an anesthesia-induced stupor, I loving asked for my wife.  I don’t remember it but I guess that’s kind of sweet right?  I mean, I wanted to see my wife after having had been poked, prodded, cut, lassoed and tied up. 


How did I ask for my wife, you ask?  I simply said what every blue-blooded American male would say if he were in my position.  I asked, “Where is my woman?”


I must have wanted my dinner.  J

Take Your Hands Out of My Pocket, George!

George Lucas has done it again.  Mr. Lucas, the Grand Poobah of the double-dip (and more), has put his hands in my pockets again.  I have owned the Star Wars Trilogy, in one format or another, several times.  I had the original releases on VHS of course.  I also had the original trilogy in the digitally re-mastered version on VHS.  When the special edition VHS box-set came out I had to buy that as well.  Finally, I just had to have the DVD box set when it was first released.  Unfortunately, the box-set only includes the special edition but I simply refuse to buy this series one more time. 


But I digress.  I am not talking about this kind of double-dip.  The kind of double-dip I am talking about is much, much worse.  The kind of double-dip I am referring to comes from the dark side of the Force.  A couple of weeks ago I reviewed the latest screen gem from Mr. Lucas.  I refer to the forced and contrived, geriatric version of Indiana Jones.  I loved Raiders of the Lost Ark and Temple of Doom.  The Last Crusade was pretty good too but Kingdom of the Crystal Skull is a steaming pile of doo-doo.  I’ve seen it twice.


Cheri, my loving and beautiful wife, said she really wanted to see it despite my objections.  I couldn’t weasel my way out of it so, much to my chagrin, I saw it again this weekend.  I thought it would be a little better since I was not in a bad mood this time.  I thought it might be a little better since I decided I really wanted to give it a chance.  Deep down I wanted, and still do want to love it.  I still hate it. 


As a matter of fact, despite the fact that I was in a good mood when we went to see it, the movie going experience was a whole lot worse.  There was a couple two seats down from me that wouldn’t stop talking.  I mean TALKING, not whispering.  I think the movie was a little too loud for their liking so to protest they talked over it…the whole stinking time.  To make matters worse, the dude sitting one seat down from me wouldn’t even move his feet when I had to go to the restroom.  I said excuse me twice; once with my face directly in front of his because I was off-balance.  I should have acted like I tripped and sat in the dudes lap.


So anyway, I can’t wait to go see The Incredible Hulk or something.  I have to get this bad taste out of my mouth.  If everything I have heard about The Hulk is accurate then at least one of my childhood icons will not be reduced to a deleterious pile of stinking awful.


P.S.  Honey, I hope you know how much I love you.  I would have done this for no one but you.  Talk about nurturing!  This in going on my accountability report. J

Hard Workin’ Woman
April 18, 2008, 2:01 pm
Filed under: Daily Living, Marriage, Relationships

Last night Cheri came home and said, “Guess what?” 


My response to this is the same every time, “You got a raise!” 


She usually replies with a resounding, “No, I rented Ella Enchanted (or The Princess Diaries…something like that.)”


Last night was different.  I was finally right.  She has been working at her new job for about two months and already got a raise.  They really seem to like her at her job and I am so thankful for that.  I am proud of my chick.


Good job, Honey.

The Best Steak in Texas is in Round Rock
April 17, 2008, 8:31 am
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I wrote yesterday about taking my wife to Main Street Grill in Round Rock for our third anniversary.  Today, I bring you my reaction: Superb!


Let me preface with a little background.  I love food.  I have always loved food and spend years in the restaurant business partially because I love food so much.  I have worked in casual restaurants and fine-dining restaurants.  One of the big things to do in your free time when you work in the food service industry is go out to eat.  I did.  A lot.  I have had some fantastic meals.


Last night, I had the best meal of my *cough*ty some-odd years.  This is not hyperbole.  Cheri will agree.  I had the rib eye.  It was 12 ounces of pepper crusted decadence, perfectly cooked to a warm, medium-rare and topped with a chipotle infused butter.  It was served with tamale whipped potatoes and vegetable du jour.  Let me tell you, tamale whipped potatoes are exactly what they sound like and they are just flat out delicious.  First word out of my mouth following the fork was, “Cool!” 


Cheri had lamb loin, crusted in horseradish breadcrumbs with some kind of red wine demi glace.  It was served with Roquefort whipped potatoes and vegetables du jour.  I don’t normally care for horseradish but it complemented the lamb very well. 


We were seated in the old bank vault (by request only but it was recommended by the hostess that took my reservation), it was a nice touch.  We were the only people in the vault. 


Our server, I believe his name was Jeremy, was fantastic.  He was friendly, made fantastic recommendations and he even treated us with a decadent cheesecake, topped with caramel sauce and sugar coated pecans with fresh strawberries on the side.


Simply put, Main Street Grill is a wonderful find of a restaurant.  I will be back and I will recommend everyone I know to go at least once (if only once because it is a little pricey).  Dudes, listen up.  If your chick has a special day coming up, whether birthday or her anniversary or whatever and you are in the Austin area, go to Main Street Grill.


P.S.  It helped that my company was totally smoking hot.

Our 3rd Anniversary
April 16, 2008, 8:55 am
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Today is Cheri and my third anniversary.  It has been three great years with the best chick on the planet.  We go a great deal on a photographer who was a friend of my brother.  He gave us the discs with all the pictures on them so we could print what we wanted at our leisure.  We have never had any of them printed.  I don’t know why, we just haven’t.  So for a gift I decided to have a coffee table book of our wedding photos created by my good friend Chad.  It turned out really cool and she really liked it.  Thanks dude.


I am also having flowers delivered to her work and tonight I am taking her to Main Street Grill in Round Rock.  It is a five-star restaurant that was voted the as #1 most romantic restaurant in the Austin area last year.  Seriously, it’s in Round Rock.  I am excited.  I love food and I love making my wife smile.  I get the best of both worlds tonight.