Sunday, October 19, 2014

you& i

spm

Monday, October 6, 2014

vibrancy

'and when you choose a life partner. you're choosing a lot of things really... your parenting partner; someone who will deeply influence your children. your eating companion for about 20,000 meals. your travel companion for about 100 vacations. your primary leisure time and retirement friend. your career therapist. and someone whose day you'll hear about 18,000 times'. 
though along the way it occurs to you. the best love has always been yours
as no moment before this person. you realize
...was ever as beautiful!

Thursday, September 25, 2014

flying

'if a material object was spun around or vibrated fast enough. the human senses could no longer see or hear the object. the object would leave the material plane and move upward in frequency to the mental and spiritual planes. just as you can deliberately play a specific musical note on an instrument. so can you choose to deliberately hold specifically high vibrating thoughts. emotions. and mental states'
and thus...
 fly!

Friday, September 12, 2014

s.p.m

Saturday, August 23, 2014

aplomb

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

blaze

Saturday, April 19, 2014

tots &men

...kind of the sweetest thing. from a man's perspective:

my children (3 and 7) bounce into our room at the crack of early, then jump on us until i get up. i stumble into the bathroom, followed by those two jabbering monkeys, until i eject enough stink to run them off for the two blissful minutes it takes to finish the job.
i find my keurig by touch alone, because the spotlights in the kitchen are blinding first thing in the morning. after i refill the reservoir (since my wife used the last of the water making peppermint tea the night before), i brew a strong cup of fine colombian. the children are bouncing around like the steel ball bearings in a pinball machine while i sip the black coffee and try to make my eyes stop watering.
after suggesting a dozen or so variations of breakfast foods, the kids finally select something for me to make them. while they eat breakfast, i shuffle back through the bedroom for a shower. the shower will be interrupted no less than three times with tattle tales of the little horrors occurring in the breakfast nook.
my wife usually wakes up by then and wanders past like a zombie on the way to the toilet. a few minutes later, she strips the little one and passes her into the shower for a butt wash, then retrieves her to dress the wiggling, giggling goofball in something that vaguely matches. i exit the shower and begin to lather up my face while threatening to kiss anyone who disturbs my shaving.
by the time i've brushed the various bits on my head, i dress for work and head out to the front door. between the kitchen and the front door, my small children will attach themselves to my feet in an attempt to slow me down. i take a few more steps, wearing them like shoes, before i finally resort to tickling and kissing them until they run away.
outside, i lock the door and wonder how the hell i got so lucky.
via: reddit.com/r/askmen/comments/22ouaq/men_how_do_you_start_your_day/cgoyr5y