Skip to main content

Better with time

I happened to be looking through some documents at the kitchen table and an old high school photo popped out. I was in this picture looking fly, at least I thought. My beautiful wife was sitting at the table with me. I showed her the photo in the hopes of hearing some kind of encouragement. I said, "See me in the photo?" She said, "I see...ummp!" And then she bursts out laughing. What kind of wife...would laugh at her husband?!?!? Here's the salt to wound -- She then begins to add, "I don't wanna tell you what this looks like because I don't want to hurt your feelings", as she continues to laugh. As I lick my wounds, I ask her to tell me. She proceeds---"You know the show Land of the Lost?" This conversation is not going in the right direction. "You look like the alien on the show!", she says. Nice! We are both laughing by now. At the time of the photo, I was wearing a red cardigan sweater, red turtle neck, grey slacks, black loafers, and some dark sunglasses. You couldn't tell me jack! I was hot!---then! But now, ummmmm.....

My boys look at the photo. The youngest starts yelling out, "Those glasses! Oh my GOSH! Those glasses! What in the world!" And on and on.....

The fortunate thing for me is that my wife said that I have aged well. Thank God for the upgrade. I have to make sure that I keep up with the times. My wife tells me that I should go shopping for me and take care of me. I think more about her and the boys and their needs; I put myself on the back burner. What I have to remember is that I also represent them. Perish the thought if my boys look at me as Frumpy Daddy.

Lend me your thoughts on how you keep it up. There is no off season in my learning...Peace.

Comments

  1. As a fairly new mom and wife I can relate. I often iron the hubby's clothes, get the baby dressed in the hottest toddler fashions and then throw my crappy outfit in the dryer to knock the wrinkles out as I take a shower so I can kill two birds with one stone. So here's what I do on those days when I happen to catch a glimpse at my "frumpy" reflection in the mirror.....eat lunch with my most trendy girlfriends (partly for the fun, partly for the inspiration) go shopping and let them pick out three items I would never choose for myself!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

You Need To Do Your Chores!

I got tired.  I really got tired.  Tired of coming to my house and seeing everything out of order.  I would straighten one thing up and another would get messed up.  So I would straighten that up, and then, the first thing I straightened...got messed up again!

So the Lord touched.  Better yet, he smacked me upside the upper left side of my neck and reminded me that I had two boys sitting... on the couch... watching... TV.  Two additional helpers.  What a coincidence!  Why did I not think of this earlier?  They need to be helping!  So I devise this great scheme -- make them help me with the house!  How...how...how brilliant!

So I sit down at the kitchen/ breakfast/ homework/ mail collector/ pseudo business office/ conference table and devise a plan.  I then summoned the boys to the multi-purpose table and asked them what they thought would be some good chores for them to do.  I knew there would be some resistance.  They said some stuff like 'make up their bed' or 'straighten …

Do It Yourself -- Part 1 of Series, 'Parenting for Departure'

I would go to the basement to wash clothes and often smell this weird odor, like something had been burning, but could never figure out what it was.  Each time I used the washer I would smell it.  I thought it was the dryer.  Well, that wasn't it.

My son went to go wash clothes and noticed that the washer stopped working in the middle of the cycle.  I went down to see and saw the plug had COMPLETELY burned out in the socket, underneath some fabric.
Praise God it didn't spark and cause damage to the house.  So my next thought was, 'How am I going to fix this?'

I took a picture of the serial number, called Sears, put in an order for a new power cord, and waited for the arrival.  I'm not too sure why I thought I could put in a new power cord.  I've never done that before.  I figured I better figure it out; the laundromat was getting expensive.

I got some great advice from a friend at church.  He told me to make the boys help me do things around the house.  I to…

Down & Dirty- Having Serious Conversations with Your Children

I have two sons, 16 and 12.They truly keep my life moving. As I have told many people (as well as those who personally know us), my house stays live, never a dull moment.I can boldly say that since I have been married and with children, I have yet to be bored in over 18 years!God knows how to make life to the fullest!
Well, that brings me to this point.  A part of having an ever-exciting time in my home is due to talks.  You know…talks.  Yes, there are the talks about the birds and the bees.  But who are we really fooling, birds and the bees are really about sex!  Just say it…sex!  What I know of sex is often times completely different from what my boys know.  And it can be shocking about how much they know and how much they don’t know. Okay, we move on.
Then there are other real talks.  Talks about life, chores, responsibility, girls, friendships, money, family, school, and the list goes on and on.  I am reading a devotional series on ‘Being a Fulfilled Father’.  The devotional I read…