Talk Is Sheep

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At any rate I thought this was hilarious, so I had to post it and chat about it a bit. Sarah and I love spreadsheets. GoogleDocs is my favorite webapp ever. I make awesome spreadsheets about todo lists, grocery lists, budgets, savings goals, home inventories, wish lists, and a plethora of other fun things that I then share with Sarah, so we can quite literally be on the same page. (more…)

I think one of the hardest questions to ask and be asked in my marriage is what are three things I do that drive you crazy (with a negative connotation). It’s dificult on a lot of levels, but oh so necessary of an evil.

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I’m pretty sure that one thing I’m learning about marriage is that I say dumb things more often than not. I don’t mean the unitelligable jibberish that my friends have come to love me for. That’s pretty dumb stuff, but it’s mostly for entertainment. I’m talking about the really dumb stuff I say that hurts people, puts people off, and generally is less-than-poorly thought out.

In addition, I’m learning a lot about the characteristics of love. It’s very clear to me now after about 8 months (this thursday!) that one of the biggest takeaways from marriage is to gain an understanding of unconditional love. People learn love in different ways, from different people at different times in their lives. But from a biblical perspective, marriage teaches the participants unconditional love inwardly to their marriage and eventually forces it outwardly to ministry. (more…)

I like kissing my wife. I could get into the gory details, but I’ll spare you, loyal reader. But there have been a couple of interesting things that have happened in the grocery store involving kissing my wife.

The first was a BIG KISS. I mean I was busy mashing faces and she was popping a heel. Big time. We were in line for checkout. So when I came up for air I look out across the registers and one of the checkout clerks who had noticed was smiling and pumping her fist in the air, as if to say, “way to go, I love watching you make out with your wife!”. Checkout clerk – I like making out with my wife more than you like to watch it. I guarantee it.

The second was less heroic and mostly just pathetic on my part. We were in front of the deli about to split up so she could finish the shopping while I waited for the notoriously slow deli meats to get sliced (they don’t slice themselves, you know). With singular purpose and desire, Sarah leaned in to mash faces with me. I, confused and specifically out of the moment leaned in, and at the last second dodged so that her kiss planted firmly on my cheek. Miffed would probably be a polite way to describe Sarah’s face when we pulled apart. But then her expectations and my attention span were poorly aligned in that moment and tragedy, as you can see, promptly ensued.

Well, Sarah and I did it, and we can never go back. No, I’m not talking about marriage. I’m talking about Fireproof. The movie. With Kurt something-or-other.

Let me say it was a christian media extravaganza. But a good one. I don’t really find myself crying so much and yet feeling so good about life as I did when I watched this movie. But then we decided to take “the next step” and read/do the Love Dare book. (more…)