I would like to say that I HATE swamp coolers. Oh, please excuse me, they are called evaporative coolers. Did you hear the sarcasm? I have changed the motor in my cooler 5 different times in the last 2 weeks.
I hate how everything soaks up the moisture, especially the sugar and salt. We have to turn it off to cook anything on the stove. I hate how it looks in the window. I hate how it leaks water all over the carport.
I do appreciate the cooler temperature. So...I guess I can put up with the I hates until it cools down. How does that send for a spoiled child?
The bishop of ward told me to go buy some Farr's ice cream mix, cut up some peaches and strawberries and pour the ice cream mix, unfrozen, over the fruit. This sounds very creamy, but fattening. I can almost taste it. This is what I want right now.
That's all I have to say for the moment.
OLD Man
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Question Continues
“Have you thought about my question, Brian?”
“I am not sure that I understand the question?”
“What’s to understand? Do you like my daughter?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Good what was so hard about that?”
“Duane is there a difference?”
Duane looked at me for a moment as if contemplating the answer. “It seems to me that people can love someone, but treat them poorly. However, it seems to me that people who like each treat them the way people should be treated. That’s why I asked.”
I thought about it a moment, but I guess my life experience hasn’t taught me that yet. I don’t want to learn it personally either.
“How did you and Melinda meet?”
Duane chuckled. It was nothing special. She was my sister’s roommate at college. My Mom wanted me to drop something off at her apartment. Monica wasn’t home. School had just started, so I hadn’t met her roommates yet. When Melinda answered the door I was speechless. You’ve seen the movies where the guy sees a cute and all of sudden can’t speak or move. That was me. I had to pick the jaw up off my floor. It was a good thing that Monica had family pictures on display or Melinda would have called the cops. After what seemed like an eternity I was able to gain enough wits about me to give whatever I had to Monica. Then I left. I was pretty sure that I had no chance whatsoever to get a date with her after my great first impression.
“I am not sure that I understand the question?”
“What’s to understand? Do you like my daughter?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Good what was so hard about that?”
“Duane is there a difference?”
Duane looked at me for a moment as if contemplating the answer. “It seems to me that people can love someone, but treat them poorly. However, it seems to me that people who like each treat them the way people should be treated. That’s why I asked.”
I thought about it a moment, but I guess my life experience hasn’t taught me that yet. I don’t want to learn it personally either.
“How did you and Melinda meet?”
Duane chuckled. It was nothing special. She was my sister’s roommate at college. My Mom wanted me to drop something off at her apartment. Monica wasn’t home. School had just started, so I hadn’t met her roommates yet. When Melinda answered the door I was speechless. You’ve seen the movies where the guy sees a cute and all of sudden can’t speak or move. That was me. I had to pick the jaw up off my floor. It was a good thing that Monica had family pictures on display or Melinda would have called the cops. After what seemed like an eternity I was able to gain enough wits about me to give whatever I had to Monica. Then I left. I was pretty sure that I had no chance whatsoever to get a date with her after my great first impression.
Monday, July 19, 2010
The Question
I went around to the back of the house, picked up a lawn chair and moved it away from the house. I wanted to enjoy the late spring/early summer cool air. I have always enjoyed star gazing. I took astronomy in jr. high, but don’t remember much. I can find the Big Dipper and that’s where it stops as far as the night sky goes.
While gazing at the stars I thought maybe I thought maybe I’d take an introspective look at my current circumstances. We both know that if someone had told me at Christmas that I was going to be engaged by May, I would have laughed out loud, pointed and said to the soul making this revelation, “YOU, are certifiably nuts!”
Up to this point in my life I have preferred to keep life predictable. Carly is not going to let me live a predictable life. I’m okay with that. She has been good for me and I suppose has brought me out of a shell, my shell.
I am amazed at how much love I feel for this woman that I barely know. She is many things that I am not. Though I know she does, she acts as if she doesn’t have a care in the world. She loves to read. We have been on a couple of dates where she has taken me to the park to read. During school I hardly ever read. While she was reading I pretended to read. I read enough to answer a question or two. Sitting down to read a book seems so foreign to me, but she loves to do it. We both love ice cream. That’s a good thing. It hasn’t happened very often, but I like the idea of being in the same room with her and not have to talk. There have been a couple of nights when I have called and told her that I don’t really need talk, I just need her on the other end of the line.
Sorry for the mushy stuff, but I needed to admit it openly.
I do know that I need to get back into school and make a plan for my life. We are heading that direction. I have been greatly blessed; there is no doubt about that.
I am nervous about going to visit my Mom next week. Actually, I may be more nervous about talking to brothers and sister.
The last few days have been wonderful. Carly’s family has been very accepting of me. They feel genuine in their acceptance of me. I had forgotten how much I liked open space. I am starting to feel clusterphobic just think about going back to the city. The quicker we get out of the there the better.
“Mind if I join you, Brian?”
“Oh, what?”
“Do you mind if I join you? You look lost in a world that seems like a nice place to be.”
“Sorry. Hi Duane. I’m just taking some time to think about all that has happened over the last few weeks.”
“I imagine it has caught you by surprise. Would you care to share any of your thoughts?”
“I was thinking how much I have been blessed. She is bringing me out of shell I’m not sure that I knew that it existed. I obviously had a crush on her for a while, but was too chicken to anything about it. I still feel embarrassed about running her over that day, but I am grateful that it happened. We have been very busy doing things together. I am grateful to have a running partner. She sets a pretty good pace.
“Brian, have you thought about the question I asked you the other day?”
“I have, but I don’t understand what you mean by it.”
“Think about it, do you like my daughter?”
While gazing at the stars I thought maybe I thought maybe I’d take an introspective look at my current circumstances. We both know that if someone had told me at Christmas that I was going to be engaged by May, I would have laughed out loud, pointed and said to the soul making this revelation, “YOU, are certifiably nuts!”
Up to this point in my life I have preferred to keep life predictable. Carly is not going to let me live a predictable life. I’m okay with that. She has been good for me and I suppose has brought me out of a shell, my shell.
I am amazed at how much love I feel for this woman that I barely know. She is many things that I am not. Though I know she does, she acts as if she doesn’t have a care in the world. She loves to read. We have been on a couple of dates where she has taken me to the park to read. During school I hardly ever read. While she was reading I pretended to read. I read enough to answer a question or two. Sitting down to read a book seems so foreign to me, but she loves to do it. We both love ice cream. That’s a good thing. It hasn’t happened very often, but I like the idea of being in the same room with her and not have to talk. There have been a couple of nights when I have called and told her that I don’t really need talk, I just need her on the other end of the line.
Sorry for the mushy stuff, but I needed to admit it openly.
I do know that I need to get back into school and make a plan for my life. We are heading that direction. I have been greatly blessed; there is no doubt about that.
I am nervous about going to visit my Mom next week. Actually, I may be more nervous about talking to brothers and sister.
The last few days have been wonderful. Carly’s family has been very accepting of me. They feel genuine in their acceptance of me. I had forgotten how much I liked open space. I am starting to feel clusterphobic just think about going back to the city. The quicker we get out of the there the better.
“Mind if I join you, Brian?”
“Oh, what?”
“Do you mind if I join you? You look lost in a world that seems like a nice place to be.”
“Sorry. Hi Duane. I’m just taking some time to think about all that has happened over the last few weeks.”
“I imagine it has caught you by surprise. Would you care to share any of your thoughts?”
“I was thinking how much I have been blessed. She is bringing me out of shell I’m not sure that I knew that it existed. I obviously had a crush on her for a while, but was too chicken to anything about it. I still feel embarrassed about running her over that day, but I am grateful that it happened. We have been very busy doing things together. I am grateful to have a running partner. She sets a pretty good pace.
“Brian, have you thought about the question I asked you the other day?”
“I have, but I don’t understand what you mean by it.”
“Think about it, do you like my daughter?”
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