Quote of the Day

"Children who have trouble finding God in their fathers often have trouble finding a Father in their God."

I heard this quote in my human development class, and it ardently reminded me of how very lucky I am. My Mom is the bomb and I say that all the time, but I think I often forget to mention how amazing my Dad is.

Aren't my parents foxy?

I have never had trouble finding righteous qualities in my father. He is the most reverent, patient, forgiving, honest, humble, gentle man I have ever met. (That's not to say he is a wimp. He's also a very manly man.) He has never raised his voice in anger at any of his children. I have never known him to have ever held a grudge, and I've never heard him speak poorly of anyone who's ever wronged him. He is constantly working to better his home, his life, his family and himself. I love and respect my Dad very much. He works soooo hard for his family and I know he does his best to keep us out of harm's way. He is a great example and an excellent dad, and an awesome person in general.

I am so lucky that it has been so easy to find God in my father, because in turn it has not been hard to find a Father in my God.

So

After 7 years together, my purple Mary-Kate and Ashley blow dryer is starting to spew sparks at me. Oh the memories we had together. I used to wake up at 5:30 in the morning in high school to do my hair curly. And there she was, like a lavender dream with detachable diffuser, at my service. I need to get a new one. That is all.

Fall Folliage Photo Shoot

One day, I was walking home from school and I realized that it was an awesome autumn evening. So I took some pictures with my phone. Shazam.

A small ridiculous victory.

"Joel, I am not trying to be a jerk, but I don't add people on facebook unless they really are truly my friend. I'm not sure you remember who I am, but you were extremely rude to me and my friends in high school."

"hahahahahahahaha oh wow... My bad, hopefully one day you'll realize it was JUST high school!"

"Oh believe me I do, but I haven't seen you since then . . . and its not so much for me, I could care less what you said to ME in highschool.. but you picked on people who couldn't defend themselves, people who were shy and awkward. People who didn't have the confidence to tell you to shut up. I gladly did it for them, more than once. Call me crazy, but High school was hard for a lot of people, and you made it 1000 times worse for the least fortunate. Me? I really don't care. I've never been angry at you for anything you've said to me. Its how you treated all the other people you didn't think mattered that formed my opinion of you. Maybe some day that opinion will change. Maybe you're a different person now. But most likely you still don't care. I'm writing this fully expecting you to laugh at it. I forgave you a long time ago, and forgot you because you're right, it was just high school. I haven't seen you since, and i'm not sure why you are still trying to add me."

The moral of this story is... If you try to add me on facebook to bolster your friend count, and you aren't my friend, and I've denied you 3 times... There is probably a reason, and I'm probably going to have to explain myself so that you stop trying. I am not trying to be hard with the keyboard. Facebook is where I keep in touch with my FRIENDS. Not a place for bullies who try to look awesome by having 10,000 'friends'. That is Myspace.