Emotion Defies Logic

So Dallas is late this month and both tests errored out instead of giving a reading. Logically, I do not want another kid. Doctor visits, Hospital fees, DIAPERS, frequent crying, long nights, etc. Emotionally, there is a part of me that wants that third; I do not know why. Dallas doesn’t want to have go through the hormonal and body changes of carrying a third kid. At this point, we know nothing…she thinks she’s not, a part of me hopes she is…

But Before the Grace of God Drive I…

Sometime before Dallas and I were married she received two traffic violations in San Antonio. Just recently, a Friendswood cop just happened to run her plates as she was driving through on the way to the store. The warrants popped up and she also had an invalid license. The cop was ready to take her to jail. I’m not sure why he changed his mind and let her go with a ticket for the license, but he did.
Today, we made the three hour drive from Houston to San Antonio, only to find out the power was out at the courthouse and they were turning people away. Through a small miracle, they started allowing people back into the building shortly before 1 o’clock. We were again told that there was no judge to see and we would have to come back on Monday. Not only was coming back on Monday an impossible situation, a city prosecutor happened to overhear the exchange and took us to see the judge. Just after he accepted our arrangement for a payment plan and printed out the agreement, the power went off again. It went off again while the clerk was trying input into the system. Luckily for us, she was able to draw up manual forms and have the judge sign them. In the course of an entire 8 hour court day, we managed to slip into a 20 minute window that few others got in.
Luck, or divine intervention?

Houston Skyline on Our Way Home

My Day at School

When Dallas and I registered Leo for school and went to the classroom, we immediately were transported back to our time in school and wished we were going back to school. Everyday that Leo comes home and shows us what he has learned, we sit there amazed and reminisced that we don’t remember learning that at his age.

Well, today I got the opportunity to spend the day at school with Leo. When Dallas has volunteered, she is very limited on her time in the classroom and overall involvement. With the Watch DOGS (Dads Of Great Students) program and an early dismissal I got to spend almost an entire half day at school with Leo’s class. By being in the class and being able to interact with the other students and observe my own son I learned a lot about his strengths and weaknesses as a student.

Because of my experience, I have changed my involvement and approach with my son with his homework.

Vibrating Strings of the Soul

Take any stringed instrument and pluck a string…it resonates…but the strings next to it are also affected. They vibrate in harmony with that first string and have fed off its energy.

Take almost any processing system and throw trash into it…you will get trash out the other end.

Eat the worst foods for you and you will feel bad, if not severely ill.

This is where music has taken me. I have realized that whatever stimuli I put into my head, is what my perspective changes to. I have long said that we are the product of our environment. The sad love songs depress me…heavy metal makes me angry and I can feel the pain the artist felt that brought him to that creation. If I choose upbeat, positive music, it resonates through my life. My perspective on life has changed lately; I am vibrating on a new chord and others are taking notice.