Sorry it's been a while, but I prefer to write when I have something to say. I don't want to just write to write, and I'm sure you can appreciate that. It has been quite some time though so I have a quick story about my kiddies and then I have something else I want to talk about too. So with out further a do, the blogging ninja, JC (getting pretty full of myself from all the compliments and junk =D!).
So Saturday, my Dad and I took my little ones fishing. My daughter will be 6 in August and my Son will be 5 in August as well. They are real close like my Brother and I. They love to fish. We usually just fish off the dock with worms so they catch a gang of fish. They drop their lines in off my Dad's dock and pull em in one after another. They have really been wanting to go on the boat though and my Dad always lets them drive! THEY LOVE THAT! So we head out about a half a mile from my Dad's house to the HONEY HOLE. Speaking of which, when I was probably about 13-14, my Dad bought this used fishing boat and the dude said, "That engine is a reallllll honey!" It ended up being this big joke, cuz it would make some crazy noises and my Dad would always say, "It's a honey!" while we were fishing. LOL. Back to the story though. So we get out there and my Dad doesn't cast but 3 or 4 times and he's got one. A NICE Small Mouth!!! I'm in the back of the boat just itchin to fish, but like any good Dad (Damn, I'm gonna break my arm pattin myself on the back tonight!) would, I'm gettin em rigged up. My Dad and I are fishin with the lure we always fish, and I brought a dozen night crawlers for the kids. Stilllllll gettin em rigged up when my Dad says, "There he is!" I give em a, "Woooooooooo Sonnnnnnn!!!" Just like Jimmy Houston would. I finally got em rigged up and no sooner do I cast and the kids are tangled up. I put my rod down, get the kids untangled and try to cast again when my Daughter says, "Daddy, I lost my worm." Now my Dad is feeling bad cuz the fish are hittin and he knows I want to fish, so he says he'll take care of it, but I tell him, "I got it Pop." Finally, I'm fishing, and we are definitely ON THE FISH. Fishing off the boat for Small Mouth with worms and bobbers though is not the most productive way to catch em, so the kids are getting bored. Me and Pop though, we are hammering em!!! Nice fish too, most of em like 3-4lbs. My daughter starts saying, "I'm hungry Daddy, I'm STARVING Daddy, can we go back in Daddy?, How bout we go in and eat and then come back out?, Grandpa, can I drive the boat?" So I give any GOOD fisherman's response (Maybe I should take one of those "Good Dad" pat on the backs back!), "Few more casts honey!" The kids turn on the radio and start playing with the glove box, they think it looks like an oven. Of course like any great little imagination would, they need a "pot" and something to cook in the oven. Makes sense! So my Daughter says, "Daddy can I cut the worms up with the scissors?" I say, "T, why would you want to do that?" Her response is, "Well, can I at least squeeze the stuff out of em?" LMAO, sorry to all my P.E.T.A. homies!!! Don't worry we catch, mame, and release. We know those fish can't help that they are fish!!! Not 5 minutes later, my Dad catches another one and my sweet little girl says, "Make em bleed Grandpa!!!" LMAOOOO!!! I said, "T!!!!" We couldn't help but to CRACK up. We figured they had enough for the day and headed back in and of course, Grandpa let them have turns driving us back in! Great day!
Ok, I'm not trying to push my beliefs about God on anybody. If you believe in God, great, if you don't that's your business. I for one do, I believe there definitely has to be some higher power. Yesterday, I had a good conversation about God, so I thought I would share it with you. You need to know how it came about though. A guy I used to work with passed away yesterday. God, may Wayne rest in peace! Now, while I worked with him, his son committed suicide. After that, he was a mess! I can't even begin to imagine the pain that would cause, nor do I want to imagine that. It made me think though, why is it that some people have to deal with all this tragedy and some people seem to skate through life just like it should be? I had asked this question to a guy I work with a week or so ago, who has got 25 years on me. His response to me really made me think though, SOMEHOW, there are always 2 ways to think of things. He said, "Since Wayne lost his Son, he had given up on life, so maybe that's God's way of putting his soul at peace." I passed the word along about Wayne's passing and that's what brought the conversation on.
We got to talking about Wayne and I shared my Co-worker's wisdom about the situation and the conversation went on from there. We got started talking about how judgemental society has become. Everything is so blown out of proportion. I shared a story about my kids' school. They go to a private school which is actually connected to a Baptist church. Now, I am not Baptist, I am Catholic, but they teach the kids stories about Jesus and just God in general. They don't push the Baptist way on them, they just teach them about God, which is important to me! Here is the story though, and this is not some jab at Baptist people at all!
One of the teachers got pregnant out of wedlock. They fired her! What??? I have to be honest, I really lost some respect for the school. These are people that are supposed to be "of God", right? Who are they to judge? Now, they did hire her back. However, that was probably for fear of a lawsuit...got to cover your judgemental ass, right? Here is someone who did her job well and was an asset to the school. Instead of being seen that way, she was judged for her situation and let go. We are so quick to judge somebody and we shouldn't. Just like you don't know my situation, I don't know yours. In my business, you can NEVER judge a book by it's cover. Selling cars, I have been taught this time and time again! I wish I could say that I am never judgemental, but obviously, I can't. I will say that I consciously try not to be though. People seem to love the drama and the negativity. I guess I'm not trying to be part of all that. That's all you see on the news, all you hear on the radio, and why "The Good News News" would never make it! Just try not to be so judgemental. If you know the whole story...I guess you can have an opinion, but how often do you know the whole story? Is it really your place anyway? To me it seems a whole lot easier to judge someone for how they treat YOU personally and not get involved it the rest of the drama!!! Peace, love, and hair grease, Your Boy JC!
Ps. P.E.T.A. homies, don't judge my sweet little sugar for squeezin the stuffing out of a worm, LMAOOOO!!!! =D!!!
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