Life, a Park, and Kate...

It's been so long since I've been on here. I don't know how to change anything on here, and apparently all my background is jacked up. 

So what's new, well... most of my life is pretty new.  I've graduated from college with a psychology degree and a minor in MIS, I've been working for a mortgage company doing IT work for them a little over a year, I play basketball on Monday nights in a Korean basketball league, Tuesdays and Wednesdays will probably be workout nights at the Y since I've tried out a few classes and loved them, Thursdays I attend a citizens fire academy in Richardson (5 weeks left until I 'graduate'), Fridays are softball night, Saturdays have been up in the air except for the 4 nights to the symphony, and Sundays are church sometimes softball practice and now probably a park day.  I have a "new" girlfriend (I put quotations on new because it will be a year in less than a month).  Her name is Kate, and she just dyed her hair blonde and apparently cut it really short. lol  I haven't seen it yet, but I'm totally pumped to see it.  The only sad thing is that there will be no more pony tails..... aweeeeeeee... lol  I've always been a sucker for those things, but one of the main reasons I like them is because I love faces.  She has a very beautiful one, and I guess the short hair will be less hair to get in front of it.  So I'm cool with that.

I've had so many things going that I don't really have time to think near as much as I used to.  It's probably best for a personality like mine though.  I've always been told that I think to much.  Plus it's always really easy for me to think and never end up doing anything.  Kate is pretty much the opposite.  Not that she doesn't enjoy thinking, quite the contrary actually, she just loves doing so much that she rarely sits alone long enough to think.  That's probably one of the things I love the most about her.  She gets my butt off the couch (she does have great couches) and says, "Hey... lets go to the park."  Me being my genial flagmatic self, quickly agree and off we go.  At the park there are sooooo many adventures to be had.  Well... at least that is my belief from the few times I have been to this magical park.

On our first adventure there we were walking along the winding sidewalk that surrounds the creature filled park.  There were large amounts of families with their children frolicking about.  Playing with each other on large slides, naping on green knolls and chasing ducks around the the stream which flows through the middle of the park.  It was at this stream that we met two fluffy, yellow ducklings.  They were all wiggly and cute.  However, there was a rather large problem with these ducklings.  There was no big mama duck to protect them, and to top it all off, their legs were very wobbly and under developed.

So how were these little ducklings to servive in this brutal, open elements world?  Kate and I had a plan to rescue these ducks.  It involved putting on ski masks, robbing a local jewelry store, and roasting that mama duck that left her two helpless babies.  Ok... maybe not... but it did involve a mama duck though.  We had spotted this mama duck and about 7 of her ducklings swimming around in the pond.  What if we brought the two helpless ones over to them.  Would she adopt them?  We she take them and love them as her own?  We scooped the fluffy yellow ducklings into our hands and moved quickly toward the mama duck.  "Hissssssssss hissssssssssss....", the mama duck was not happy.  She thought we were going to steal her babies.  Placing them into the water close to the other ones seemed to work.  They were following the other ones, and they weren't mad at the two new ducklings.  Mission a success..... but wait.  They are getting out of the water.  Here's the true test.  Would they still be friends... would they be able to get out on waddle with them?  Flip roll... flip..."Splash...."  As hard as they tried... the two yellow ducks kept flipping back into the water.  Only one of them eventually stayed up... and the other one just sat there at the banks of stream.  He had given up.

One more attempt remained in me to help save the ducks.  I picked him up and placed him on the shore.  Alas, he tried to walk but kept falling back in.  Eventually a child picked the other, more stable duckling up and started to play with him.  Both I and Kate expressed our concern over these ducks, but it was apparent that nothing could be done for them.  We would have liked to keep them in Kate's bath tub, but soon came to the realization that we don't know the first thing about duck care.

We came back later that night but never found them.  I think if we would have, then they would be floating in a bath tub right now.  I feel sorry for them... but it's not all sad.  We don't really know what happened to them, and who is to say that there real mother didn't come back and save them?  I guess that's what I would like to believe.

Anyways... that was my first park experience at this park, and I think it was a good one.  We got to try humanitarian efforts, walk around a large park on the sidewalk, and I also got to eventually play basketball.

We want to go back and bring friends to have a cook out, throw the frisbee, play volleyball, basketball, and who knows what else.  The possiblities are endless... and so is my enthusiasm when it comes to the new activities I've been able to partake in.  (they even tried to get me to become a fireman because I did the drills so quickly... including drag a 165 lb dummy around a bunch of coans)

So that's my life right now... wanna go to the park with me and Kate?

Usefulness....

hmm....

Small update...

What does the word wife mean?

Gosh.... I can't handle it.  I have to write about this.  So I'm watching Dr. Phil... and he's talking about this couple's marriage.  Apparently the wife was previously married to another man, and she is still in love with this guy.  They got a divorce because she was basically trying to make him respond in some way by sending him papers.  He sent the papers back signed and called her bluff.  Well.... she "moves on" and gets married to this other guy.  This new guy is awesome.  He's really nice, and he's pretty much being taken advantage of in this whole situaiton.  The ex husband comes back and says how he's made a mistake blah blah blah, and he wants her back.  So now she "doesn't know what she wants".... PAH!!!!  Have you ever thought about the fact that it's not always about what you feel like????  That's why you got out of the first marriage to begin with.

I just get so riled up when people are just straight up stupid.  They have zero freakin commitment, and they just do what they think might be better.  It's just so selfish.  Once you're married, you don't have a choice about whether it... fits your goals or not.... if it feels the way you wanted it to.... you have to own up to the situation and figure out how to make it the best possible situation.

The fact that the woman on the show couldn't pick her husband immediately sends chills down my spine.  A woman like that will leave you when you get fired from a job, will leave you when you decide to follow the Lord's calling and it takes you to uncomfortable places, is the type of woman who needs all her emotional needs met first before she can give anything to her husband.  I'll take a toothless woman who has commitment over a beautiful woman who doesn't have spine.  She'll take your money, you house, and your heart.... if you let her.

I just can't say enough about that situation.  Why???  Well.... because women are/were one of the last dependible things left.  Men... well... they've always been rotten apples in one way or another, but the fact that even the perception of women are changing bothers me.  When a woman wants to play men.... wants to do things that only benefits her.... it just demeans the whole institution of womanhood.  We talked about that at church the other night.  The fact that men and women have different roles.  Men's roles are not to play women, but we do have a rougher exterior.  We aren't supposed to do most of the nurturing.  Satan tries to twist the roles and make it to where women attempt to have the same "rights" as men.  The right to hurt people???  When the heck did that become a right?  At least with a guy I can knock him in the face, with a girl you just have to sit there and take it.  It just bothers me to no end.  That woman is taking advantage of an honest... good man.  I saw him cry when he talks of a wife that won't choose him.  How can your wife not choose you???  That kind of crap makes you want to quit life.