A couple of weeks ago we were mulling over our lunch options when Teresa had the brilliant idea to eat at Jem 100. Jem 100 is a little ice cream parlor in Newberg, Oregon, that also sells cheeseburgers, chili dogs and the like. The bacon cheeseburger is absolutely amazing. Really.
So we went to Newberg. We feasted on our cheeseburgers and then set out on the town in search of antique stores. While we didn't find much in the way of antiques we did find a pet store with wandering tortoises and a cool toy store.
It was while we were trekking between the pet store and the toy store that Jenna declared the day to be the best ever. "Are we going to have more fun, Daddy?" Jenna asked me.
Funny how shopping in downtown Newberg could mean so much, but then, why not? We were together as a family. We got to ride in Daddy's car (always exciting for the kids). We got to eat some fun food. We saw huge wandering tortoises. Jenna and I made a racket at the toy store with some plastic tubes you whirl around.
What's not to like.
03 March 2010
02 March 2010
Happy Anniversary!
Today I celebrate seven years of amazing marriage to the love of my life, Teresa. I truly believe that we are meant to be together. We are kindred spirits. Thank you for all your love and support through the years!
Our marriage by the numbers:
Seven years
Three teenagers
Two babies
Five cars (me)
Four cars (her)
Eight moves
Four wards
Four cats
One dog
and lots and lots of pizza and love!
I love you, Teresa.
Our marriage by the numbers:
Seven years
Three teenagers
Two babies
Five cars (me)
Four cars (her)
Eight moves
Four wards
Four cats
One dog
and lots and lots of pizza and love!
I love you, Teresa.
Generation War?
I am glad I didn't face the draft during the Vietnam War. I am quite certain that I would have served my country, but it I am also certain that I would have been frightened of the prospect of killing or being killed.
My son, Elliott, is a United States Marine. He has served one tour in Iraq and is schedule to deploy to Afghanistan this year. He joined the Marines for his own reasons, but his mother and I are very proud of his willingness to serve his country. So when I read this portion of The We Declaration my head nearly exploded:
"Our Lives are Not Our Own.
We are being conscripted to fight the wars of the plunderers, serving their ambitions and settling their scores. Many leaders care more about the illusion of victory, despite the costs, than about living in peace. We are told by our leaders that the 'war on terror' will last our entire lives, and perhaps that of our children. We are asked to breed children to fight this war which we did not start and which offers no prospect of peace or compromise."
Shame on the authors for spreading such filth. We have no draft. We have a voluntary military and these men and women are defending the interests of the greatest nation on the planet. If you don't believe that's true then GET THE HELL OUT! You are free to move to France with the other wussies.
I'm trying to imagine the method our government uses to ask people to procreate in order to build this nation's military. The ridiculousness of this statement is mind boggling. It is true that we did not start the war on terror. Those who brought the terror to US soil started the fight. The fight may never end in the sense that there is little prospect of compromise. Remember that peace has many definitions. During the cold war the Russians wanted peace. Of course peace to the Russians meant world-wide communism. Not exactly the kind of peace Americans were striving for.
The journey to adulthood is the pain of coming to terms with responsibility. Our lives are our own in as much as we accept that responsibility.
My son, Elliott, is a United States Marine. He has served one tour in Iraq and is schedule to deploy to Afghanistan this year. He joined the Marines for his own reasons, but his mother and I are very proud of his willingness to serve his country. So when I read this portion of The We Declaration my head nearly exploded:
"Our Lives are Not Our Own.
We are being conscripted to fight the wars of the plunderers, serving their ambitions and settling their scores. Many leaders care more about the illusion of victory, despite the costs, than about living in peace. We are told by our leaders that the 'war on terror' will last our entire lives, and perhaps that of our children. We are asked to breed children to fight this war which we did not start and which offers no prospect of peace or compromise."
Shame on the authors for spreading such filth. We have no draft. We have a voluntary military and these men and women are defending the interests of the greatest nation on the planet. If you don't believe that's true then GET THE HELL OUT! You are free to move to France with the other wussies.
I'm trying to imagine the method our government uses to ask people to procreate in order to build this nation's military. The ridiculousness of this statement is mind boggling. It is true that we did not start the war on terror. Those who brought the terror to US soil started the fight. The fight may never end in the sense that there is little prospect of compromise. Remember that peace has many definitions. During the cold war the Russians wanted peace. Of course peace to the Russians meant world-wide communism. Not exactly the kind of peace Americans were striving for.
The journey to adulthood is the pain of coming to terms with responsibility. Our lives are our own in as much as we accept that responsibility.
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