So, I’m going around read blog’s and I'm starting to wonder just how hard everybody's having it in life right now. The more I read these blog’s, the more it seems that most people are just flat out miserable.
Am I perceiving this right, or am I just being the pessimist that I am? It seems like everyone is fighting and disagreeing with each other not matter what the issue is. And it seems like some people are bent on converting the other person over to their way of thinking or just blowing them off.
Why can't people just love each other for who they are and respect them if they have different views about things?
Try and think about how it could be:
"Love is but a song we sing,
and fear's the way we die.
You can make the mountains ring,
or make the angels cry.
Though the bird is on the wing,
and you may not know why.
Come on people now. Smile on your brother.
Everybody get together.
Try to love one another right now.
Some will come and some will go,
and we shall surely pass.
When the one that left us here,
Returns for us at last.
We are but a moment's sunlight,
fading in the grass.
Come on people now, Smile on your brother.
Everybody get together.
Try to love one another right now.
If you hear the song we sing,
you will understand.
You hold the key to love and fear,
in your trembling hand.
Just one key unlocks them both.
It's there at your command.
Come on people now, Smile on your brother.
Everybody get together,
Try to love one another right now".
Love and Peace
Jim
Just Another Day in Paradise
Just the crazy life of a neurotic father and husband married to an angel from Heaven and raising two wonderful gifted children.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
The Family Road Trip
I just returned home from a road trip with my family of optimists, and it was a nightmare for me (the pessimist). But for them, every problem and trial was a chance for adventure and excitement.
It started in Houston Texas, went through Louisiana, Mississippi, Arkansas, Missouri, and then round trip back through those same states.
We camped out in tents in some places, and just slept in the van in others. Then my wife and kids decided that camping out was too easy, and they decided to play “man vs wild” and just use whatever they could find in the wilderness to live on. I almost didn’t make it on those days, but they were in heaven.
At on place I finally found some people I could relate to. They put up a tent, cut out a place in the side of it, and then with duct tape installed a window type air conditioner. Then they used a gas generator to power it. Yeah, those are my kind of people. I visited them often.
Somehow my wife found her way to a park where you can dig and hunt for diamonds and keep whatever you find. Then she found a dinosaur park, a hot springs park, and some other kind of places to camp out that I couldn’t even find on the map.
In Branson, Missouri, at least, we stayed in a cabin on some property we had a timeshare on for 6 days.
Branson had all kind of Broadway type shows, malls, music entertainment, amusement parks, ect., but my family decided they would rather go fishing instead. Fishing!?? We could have done that at home.
While we were in Branson, MO, my wife was so impressed that she called her relatives back in Houston and some how convinced them to drive down to stay a week with us.
Finally, my wife’s relatives arrived and so we went to see some shows and do some things they wanted to do. My family almost got us thrown out of one show for smiling with flashing colored lights that fit into their mouths. The security people said it was distracting and blinding some of the performers on stage and causing them problems.
We took the scenic route on the way back home and I got car sick from riding up and down all the hills and mountains on the tiny roads we traveled on, but for the wife and kids it was just a free roller coaster ride and another adventure.
Somehow my wife figured out how to brew coffee on the road and campsites. That was the only thing that kept me going.
No food. No problem. They just stopped at the river on the side of the road and threw in some lines with their rods and reels and fished for trout. I think the locals there thought we we were a homeless family living out of our van, because they kept giving us the fish they caught and telling us they would pray for us. Well, we were in the middle of the bible belt, you know.
And going to the bathroom on a road trip. I won’t even go there.
Anyways, it’s good to be home.
It started in Houston Texas, went through Louisiana, Mississippi, Arkansas, Missouri, and then round trip back through those same states.
We camped out in tents in some places, and just slept in the van in others. Then my wife and kids decided that camping out was too easy, and they decided to play “man vs wild” and just use whatever they could find in the wilderness to live on. I almost didn’t make it on those days, but they were in heaven.
At on place I finally found some people I could relate to. They put up a tent, cut out a place in the side of it, and then with duct tape installed a window type air conditioner. Then they used a gas generator to power it. Yeah, those are my kind of people. I visited them often.
Somehow my wife found her way to a park where you can dig and hunt for diamonds and keep whatever you find. Then she found a dinosaur park, a hot springs park, and some other kind of places to camp out that I couldn’t even find on the map.
In Branson, Missouri, at least, we stayed in a cabin on some property we had a timeshare on for 6 days.
Branson had all kind of Broadway type shows, malls, music entertainment, amusement parks, ect., but my family decided they would rather go fishing instead. Fishing!?? We could have done that at home.
While we were in Branson, MO, my wife was so impressed that she called her relatives back in Houston and some how convinced them to drive down to stay a week with us.
Finally, my wife’s relatives arrived and so we went to see some shows and do some things they wanted to do. My family almost got us thrown out of one show for smiling with flashing colored lights that fit into their mouths. The security people said it was distracting and blinding some of the performers on stage and causing them problems.
We took the scenic route on the way back home and I got car sick from riding up and down all the hills and mountains on the tiny roads we traveled on, but for the wife and kids it was just a free roller coaster ride and another adventure.
Somehow my wife figured out how to brew coffee on the road and campsites. That was the only thing that kept me going.
No food. No problem. They just stopped at the river on the side of the road and threw in some lines with their rods and reels and fished for trout. I think the locals there thought we we were a homeless family living out of our van, because they kept giving us the fish they caught and telling us they would pray for us. Well, we were in the middle of the bible belt, you know.
And going to the bathroom on a road trip. I won’t even go there.
Anyways, it’s good to be home.
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