What's Your Sign...

...that you're getting old?

Yesterday I went out for lunch with a friend/work colleague and the entire time we were there I felt like I had a booger hanging out of my nose. I had this constant itch that I just couldn't get any relief from. I felt like just digging in there to get it out, but I knew that wouldn't be appropriate in a public restaurant. So I endured the annoyance until I could get home and properly deal with the situation. I went straight to the bathroom to visually inspect the culprit and lo and behold, it was not dried mucus at all. No, it was MUCH worse. It was a...

LONG...

GRAY...

NOSE HAIR!

This isn't the first time I've had a rogue nose hair that needed some attention. But this sucker looked like a piece of spaghetti or something sticking out for the whole world to see. And I, like a village idiot, was rubbing and scratching my nose the whole time in the restaurant. Not gaining relief, but rather drawing attention to the new appendage protruding from my nose. I thought I would need the tree loppers to cut the dang thing out.

So, I guess I've entered a new phase in life. One where I have to visually inspect my nose, ears and any other orifices that I normally would not have concerned myself with to make sure I don't slowly transform into Chewbacca with realizing it.

Parental Advice

I'm wondering what the rest of you parents (young and old) have to say about this. My oldest daughter is very much like me, likes to please people and make friends. She also happens to be overweight. Her BMI calculations put her in the overweight category. She is aware of it and is trying to change some of her eating habits to try to keep things under control, but it's hard for her. She also wears glasses, which she is now convinced is akin to having hairy warts covering her face. Funny though, because she always gets tons of comments on how cool her glasses are. But those comments mostly come from adults and not from the "popular" kids. Well there is one girl at church that is the skinny, good-looking, popular girl that Alison has tried to make friends with. She claims this girl acknowledges her, but will often go on to ignore her. Now, I don't know if Alison is just being hyper-sensitive to the situation or not, but I certainly can understand her feelings of wanting to fit in. This has caused her much grief over the last year or so.

This weekend, Alison had another meltdown moment of rejection by this same girl. As Alison talked (and cried) to me about it, I remembered a post that Sarah had at her blogsite about making friends. I thought it was good advice and so I used some of it, trying to convince Alison that sometimes people just aren't going to like you and to learn to let it go. To not let one person ruin your life. To try to look out for the kid who needs a friend, instead of trying to befriend someone has more friends than they can handle. All this makes perfect sense to an adult but is of little comfort to the child who just wants to be "normal" - which is often defined by the group dynamics. Trying to convince a child to band together with the other "misfits" seems to be somewhat counterproductive (at least in my mind).

I'm sure most of this has to do with her self-worth. How do you convince a child to derive their self-worth from God rather than man? Many adults struggle with this issue, so how much more difficult is it for a kid? In the mean time, we try desperately to love her, to accept her, to motivate her, to discipline her all in a way that hopefully builds her up. I honestly don't know how to deal with the overweight issue, because I've never been overweight. I'm not bragging about it - how could I brag over something I have no control over? But it's a mystery to me trying to deal with these issues. I'm scared of saying something insensitive to her regarding her weight. I don't want to add anymore scars to her heart by being a jerk (yes, that is my m.o. from time to time).

I want to tell her to just "buck up" and get over people not liking you or saying mean things about you. Maybe that works with boys, I don't know, but it just doesn't seem to be appropriate with girls. However, I do want to instill this idea of toughening up a bit emotionally. How do I that? Can I do that without hardening her heart?

Once again, I have more questions than answers - my theme in life.

Any thoughts?

Camaro Berlinetta Commercial

LOL. "I'm FREE!!!"

Since I haven't been posting to the blog much lately, I thought I would at least put up a car commercial from the 80's. Enjoy.

Live The Life

Talk about a writer's block. I've really struggled with finding something to talk about lately. Plus things have been abnormal here at the Morris household with all the visitors we've had recently.

Ben has a good post at his blog regarding living our lives in reflection of who Christ is and how we've defined Him in our own lives. This is certainly something all of us struggle with, though we may not be aware of it. I originally was going to post this as a comment on Ben's site but decided it might be better presented as a post here.

Those of us who grew up in church have defined God by what we were taught as kids - rightly or wrongly. I know I have my own kryptonite baggage that wants to say God is disappointed in me, because I still struggle with sin. Growing up in a church that sort of indirectly taught that salvation was conditional upon your continued walk left me very frightened as a young man. I used to lay in bed as a boy feeling terrified (and I'm not sure that's strong enough) that I might not end up in heaven if I were to die. I've since come to grips with grace and faith. Unfortunately though, I tend to swing more apathetic towards my relationship with Christ. A little greasy grace to go on those faith fries.

I'm a people pleaser so I want to do the things that make people like me. It worked well for me as a young man - I was voted "Best Personality" in high school by being a friendly chameleon. I adapt well to situations and will often change my behavior to match the group dynamics to gain acceptance. However, I also have a tendency to resort to giving up if I feel like I've failed people too much. Now transpose this mind-set to a life a faith and you begin to see the quandry that many of us, I'm sure, find ourselves in. We try to make God like us by the things we do - which is impossible. He does not love us any more or any less based on our actions. Pleasing Him one day, disappointing Him the next - it's an emotional roller coaster that we needlessly ride. Our actions will one day be judged, no doubt. What exactly that will entail remains to be seen. But I'm coming to question whether I can please God by what I do - and that's difficult for me. A people pleaser who can't please?!? This blows my whole life plan out of the water.

Bible study and prayer have always been areas of my life that have been undisciplined. Continuing failures in these areas have worn down my resolve to want to keep trying some days. Why continue if I know the ending?

I DON'T know the ending and that's the whole point. These failures don't define me and they don't cause God to be disappointed in me. So everyday I should resolve to live better than the day before. To learn more about a God who is passionately in love with me and will continue to pursue me when I lose my way. To love my wife tirelessly and teach my kids the way they should go. I can't worry with pleasing Him by my actions.

One day I hope to get this thing called faith right. I hope I have it figured out before it's too late.

John Mayer, Live

Yes, I saw John Mayer in concert last night at the Ford Amphitheater in Tampa. John is one of my favorite artists - his music and lyrics seem to hit me where I live. If you've never listened to him, he is arguably one of the best guitarists out there today. We had lawn seats but it started raining, so we...cough, cough... "gained entrance" into the covered, reserved seating area. There were lots of empty seats so it didn't really matter that much. We did get soaked before we got in there though so we spent the rest of the evening wet. John played an awesome concert as always. I was less pleased with the sound reinforcement (PA) where we were seated, but then again, I AM picky. It wasn't that it was a bad mix, but the speaker array didn't quite give complete coverage for the venue. However, the performance was phenomenal. Can't wait to see him again some day.

Rip Van Winkle returns

Fresh from my blogging slumber, that is. I've been mysteriously quiet here for the last week or so. Well not so much around the house, but online I've not had much to say. Here's an update on what's been happening in the Morris family (for the four of you who read this).

• Sammy got neutered yesterday. Yep we castrated the poor guy. He looks sad today, like he lost his best friends. Guys know what I'm talking about.
• Kasey had her first gym "meet". Even though it was just with her gym and not a real competition, she still got nervous. Understandly so, considering she was still having trouble on the bars. She did well on her floor exercise and vault. Still needs some work on the beam and bars though. If dad would quit lounging and build that practice beam that he agreed to many moons ago...
• I celebrated my 34th birthday on Friday. I'm solidly in that "thirty-something" mode now. I still don't feel like an adult but I definitely know I'm not young anymore. What a strange place to be in.
• Kim's sister, Lynda, has been with us for the last week and a half. It's been fun having her here with us. My girls love having their aunt here to play with. She is as tall as I am now, which just isn't right. Kim's mom and stepdad arrive in Florida tomorrow and will stay for a week or so, then they all head back to Idaho together.
  
• Kim's stepdad, Theron, is no longer getting treatment for his brain cancer. No, that's not a good thing. It appears that the treatments are failing and so there is no need to subject him to the side effects of the chemo. It's difficult even to write these words. I certainly don't mean to be fatalistic, but unfortunately that seems to be the reality of the situation. We prayed and hoped for a miracle. Though the healing hasn't come, he has been with us longer than the doctor's originally projected, which has given us the opportunity to fly out to Idaho a couple of times to be with them. We are definitely thankful for that.
  
• I got called out for work spur of the moment last week. I was sitting at home looking forward to a nice relaxing day, when I got the call. "How fast can you be at the warehouse?" It was 10 a.m. when I got called. I needed to take the satellite truck, pick up the engineer on the way and be in Jacksonville, FL by 2:30p.m. Though we drove as fast as we safely could, we still didn't get there until 3:15p.m. Our "hit" time was 4:00p.m. so there was little time to spare. We did the hit, packed up and rolled out of the parking lot at 4:30p.m. Yep, we drove about 10 hours round trip to spend an hour and fifteen minutes on site. Welcome to the life of a freelancer.
  
• The girls started home school last week. You might be wondering why we started so early this year - so did the girls! Basically we wanted to build allowances into the schedule this fall so that we can take some time off to go to Disney with my brother and his wife. Also, we were tentatively planning another Idaho trip this fall. A lot remains to be seen.
  

Well there it is. A glimpse into our household lately - and I didn't even mention church, karate, regular gym practices, birthday parties, overflowing toilets, leaking water coolers, flat tires, etc... Maybe another post!