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Americas children in danger.

Wednesday, April 29th, 2015

I may tick some people off. I may have some agree with me… What this is an opinion and I as you are entitled to one:

What we need from our law makers is not more laws, or spending, or anything like that. We need sanity… law review, and a return to traditional values. Most importantly, we need to empower parents in the raising of their children. As a parent, I had a very healthy fear as my children grew older of the random nutjob calling CPS for me trying to discipline my children. I think, for the most part I did Ok. I had some big wins and some big fails… But that being said… It was always a thought in back of my mind…. Will someone see what I am doing and freak?

This ties the hands of parents… especially with "problem" children… Will there be abuse? Yes, and no law or CPS will stop it. Will a child feel picked on by their parents? Yes… I felt like I was.. but my mother was trying to make up for my father not really being a disciplinarian and then not being there… She did her best… And trust me… the woman never gave a thought to CPS when she grabbed the handiest thing to beat my butt with. I wasn't a bad kid… I was a lazy kid with a big mouth… (Not much has changed either). I really didn't get in trouble doing bad things… I got in trouble doing dumb things… or running my mouth… I was in 1 fight in school… Mr. Randy Johnson… Someone said I was "Talking about his Mama." which, looking back on it now was freaking funny, because I hardly knew the dude.. Never had a problem with him… I wonder what happened to him? Anyway… I digress..

"Parents" today are expected to deal with their kids, amid a barrage of influences outside the home…. All while, having God pulled out of school, being forced to drink this "everyone is special, everyone wins, don't hurt your feelings" kool-aid, violence and sex everywhere… and more and more people letting their children run wild… and parents wanting to just be friends… These are not your friends… these are spoiled brats with a "entitlement" mindset… They have no concept of working for your dinner.

We need to pull back on the "government knows best" reins… and give the power back to the parents. Not only that, hold parents accountable until their children are of age.

Empower the parents people… Support true morality… Support Prayer in schools… and expect more from our children. God gave you these gifts, and like any gift from God, they can be perverted and used for evil.

God bless parents that stand for their children… by standing in the way of their children making bad decisions.

HOLY CRAP

Saturday, April 18th, 2015

So my wife has been losing a bunch of weight… So much so, that she honestly looks 10 years younger… I never noticed her being a larger woman… until she wasn't anymore.  I loved her and found her sexy exactly the size she was…  And now, as the weight is falling off of her… She just looks to be more amazing every time my eyes catch her.

I just edited this, where I took out the parts that would be TMI and things that would make the super sexy wife beat me.  The most wild part of this is that I now have a new fettish I think…. and that is grabbing her belly skin.  I can't keep my freaking hands off of it… 

Ok… I get it… too much info… but something else changed this week…  She got her hair cut.  I love her in long hair… but whoever cut her hair did it in a way that honestly took another 5 years off…. She looks… glamourous… When I look at her… I swear my heart skips a beat and I just get all giggly.  What the hell is up with that?

But it's still the same thing… the woman cannot take a compliment…  and when she puts herself down or doesn't give a favorable reaction to my compliment… we sometimes fight about it because I get so pissed.  My wife is amazing… God is making changes in her that I adore and love… My wife is so beautiful… her eyes when she looks at me are saphires… blue blazing saphires and her lips… just ache for me to kiss.  She has a smile that is electrifying… and I just want to kiss her all the time.

 

So I am about to post this… and my wife is laying in bed next to me…  I expect she is going to bean me for posting the whole fettish thing… but I don't care… I love my wife and I love what she is doing… I think she looks amazing and I love the way she looks at me.

 

~TAD

When things change

Monday, March 2nd, 2015

So…  things… yeah them there things …  they change sometimes. 

With my wife, its been a dramatic shift in her weight.  Shift for the better.  I am not going into the hows or whys… just that it is what it is.  The other day.. I was laying in bed with her and she held up her arm to hold my hand and I  noticed that her arm was much thinner.  I first notice my weight loss in my arms, so seeing this in my wife made it more real for me.

That being said… I have always thought that my wife was beautiful and sexy… because she was.  She never believed me… and still doesnt.  But this weight loss makes her look 15 to 20 years younger.  Looking at the pictures of her… she looks younger now than when I  met her.   This is not the same woman…  but it is… and I am so amazed in her changes but fortunately, the old heavier her, in her pictures still takes my breath away. 

That means only one thing.  God meant for us to be together heavy or thin… she is more beautiful each time I look at her.  This woman who can in an instant, drive me insane, can make me happier than I  have ever been. 

She is my partner, best friend, lover, wife, mother of my brood, and soul mate. 

My heart is hers and I praise the Lord that i can call her my wife.

My heart today.

Wednesday, July 17th, 2013

I have been keeping up on the Zimmerman trial, the virdict that came out, the insuing riots and demonstrations… I look at the outing of the TWA Flight 800 coverup… all the scandals in Washington… even my own postings about The Atourney General – Eric Holder, and other random moments of me speaking out… 

I have to remind myself… God has a plan… 

God is in complete control.  

That being said, I've been listening to a surmon from Joel Osteen and it has really inspired me.

I thank God that He has me in the palm of His hand.I thank God that no weapon formed against me will ever prosper.

Hebrews 1:14 (NIV) – "Are not all angels ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation?"

I am going to stand in faith… The Lord has me… I will walk with Him… I will believe that He is my salvation… 

Hebrews 4:12 (NIV) – 12 For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

I am going to believe that God is protecting me… I am going to believe that God is helping me… 

Philippians 4:13 (NIV) – 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

 

I stand in faith that I have your favor.

Psalm 5:12 (NIV) – Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous;
    you surround them with your favor as with a shield.

 

So I stand in that…. and I stand with what I feel the Lord is telling me.

Son, it's time to take the first steps.  Believe son, you can do it for I am with you.

Now what that means?  I'm not sure.  But I will pray into it… I have so many things I am looking at doing…  Do I spin a wheel?  Do I guess?  Well, If I pick the wrong thing of the things I am looking at… the first steps are small on all of them… I will be safe.

Lets rock!

Wednesday, March 20th, 2013

Apparently, I have an audience.

Well hello there!

Well hello there!

Not that I was trying to have an audience… but hey… I guess since it’s posted on the interwebs, it’s going to be viewed by SOMEONE… I should have known better.  With the throngs of groupies that I have already… someone was bound to read the blog I really haven’t posted to in almost a year.

Why have I moved here you asked?

It’s simple.  If I go off on a rant on FacePage, at least 400+ people (or whatever my friend count it) will see it.  Some of them are co-workers, some of them are former co-workers, a lot of them are people I went to high school with that just clicked on my name because they remembered it.  Heck, I even have friends like that.  The point is… Few people on FacePage are invested in me.  I use this as my personal journal of things I want to go back and look at.  I guess I could use my livejournal account.. That goes back to… 2002 I think?  That’s very much BC…. That’s fun just trying to remember how that went…  I went back and looked at some of those posts… I swear I was insane when I posted them…. Looking at that time in my life, I had to have been.  No blog wars, no friend drama, no ex-wife drama, no real kid drama, no financial drama, no work drama…

Holy Crap… God, what have you done?  I just realized that MY drama has dropped to next to nothing.  The people I choose to surround myself with… don’t come with drama…  They come with wine and cheese, hugs, stability, honesty, and a desire to lift up those around them.  That’s not commentary against anyone… that is commentary FOR some friends.

4 of the 5... We miss you Cheesecake.

4 of the 5… We miss you Cheesecake.

Thank you God.

 

 

Happy Birthday Beans

Monday, March 18th, 2013

4 years ago today, I watched my wife, get rushed out of the delivery room into emergency surgery as her life and the life of my daughter started to slip away. As I was held back by the nurses, I just wanted to go with, but they wouldn’t let me out of the room. I remember being so frantic I just started to dance… Not anything cute.. just shuffling my feet… It wasn’t out of happiness, but out of nervousness. When they finally let me out, they handed me a bunny suit that was way too small and told me if I wanted in the room with her I had to wear it. Ever see a fat man put on a yellow paper bunny suit that was too small? Comical if I wasn’t freaked out.

So they sat me right outside the operating room door where I could see in. I could see them working on my wife. I remember seeing Chloe being pulled out, blue and her immediately start crying. I remember saying. “That’s one. Now for the other one.” Then they let me in the room as they were closing on my wife. I immediately went to Chloe and after they said it was ok, I scooped her up and only put her down when they had to do something with her. I never left her side. My wife went into the recovery room and Chloe and I went into the nursery.

Chloe only left my site for 15 seconds as they took her weight and some blood, in a room with no other exits except past me. That kid wasn’t going anywhere. Then I remember them telling me that my wife was waking up and took Chloe to go meet her mommy. I almost lost my wife and my daughter in one swoop. God was there, though I didn’t realize it at the time. God knew what was coming though I didn’t  God made my daughter, despite the odds, perfect. No jaundice, not damaged, not anything but perfect. The pediatrician, came in, astounded… and said that. “She is perfect”. And after 4 years, I couldn’t agree more. She has had several nick names over the years… The one that stuck was Baby Beans… and now she is my Beansie… I am in love with my daughter and I know that God has something awesome planned for her. I am in awe of how he protected her and my wife when all signs said they should have both died.

Thank you God and Happy 4th Birthday to my Beansie.

 

~TAD

Observations.

Tuesday, March 5th, 2013

This morning, on my way to work, I was contemplating some things… Ann Hathaway for one..  Telling her as she was kissing on me that I was a married man and that I loved my wife and this isn’t what God had planned.  I posted about it even on FacePage.. I did it through my phone… I have it blocked on my computers because it is such a time suck.

So the kids got up… Well 2 out of the 3 school kids got up…  and got ready… the 3rd, went back to bed… twice apparently.  So I’m headed to work after dropping them off at school, and I am half contemplating life, half talking to God, half trying to pay attention to what’s going on while driving, and half day dreaming… (Oh the joy of ADD) and I’m realizing that I am hungry…  So I was going to go to McDonald’s and pick up something.. and I suddenly felt fat.  I drove right on by it… and got on the interstate… I went back into my half/half/half/half – contemplation prayer… and I just thought about how I’ve put on weight again… The belt is getting tight… and that’s not where God wanted me to be… So I get onto I480 from I80 and get over to exit Martha… and I suddenly think:  Oh… I could get a burrito… and was about to get back over to head for the bluffs… No…  That’s not what I want… So I take Martha and head to Bag and Frills/Save and No… Whatever.. and buy some canned soup, some yogert, some paper bowls, splenda-oid, and some jello and head for work.  I go over the viaduct, and look at the rail yard and see a train coming… and I just realized how fortunate I am.  I mean, I have money issues just like the next person, but I can buy food… I have an abundance of food in my nice warm home with a warm wife and warm children.. And I think back to the store… the old woman in front of me… buying tortillas, mighty dog, and soda.. She checked out… and was walking off… one of the cans of dog food fell out of her cart and she says to herself..  “Oh, I dropped my meat.”  My heart broke.  I didn’t know what to say…  So I just checked out and got my stuff to the truck… feeling… odd…   So again.. I felt so fortunate and off to work I drove…

I got out of the truck, saw a co-worker and headed into the office.  We entered the tunnel and behind us, what I guess were two homeless guys getting out of the cold.  They followed us into the building and the guard and another employee shooed them out… but I felt guilty for not just handing them my bag..

I think God is setting me up for something… I don’t know what…  So today, I will be grateful for my wife, my children, my job, my home, and the food in my belly… I am not suffering… I am grateful for having great, Godly people in my life, and other awesome people who don’t realize that they show God’s love….

 

~TAS

(Cal Count after Breakfast 340)

The Lord is faithful… period.

Friday, May 11th, 2012

Wow… Ok, so it’s been a while…

First and foremost.. I got a new job.   Started April 30th, and the Lord has blessed me… So kiddies… pull up a chair, or your favorite pillow… and get comfy… It’s story time.

So a while ago, the company I was with at the time was starting to fail.  They had let go 70 of the 250 or so employees that they had and were telling everyone that they were trying to sell the company.  This didn’t bode well… as my team went from 10 to 4 in a matter of months.  The load with 10 was already heavy.. we were all siloed with our duties… so then to take on the work of another 1.5 people…  That was a bit much… Moral was at a new low… and everything seemed dismal.  I felt at the time that the Lord had released me from that job…

One day, some friends of ours were over… he worked out of state doing 3 weeks on and 2 weeks off… working down in Texas for a drilling company… We got to talking one day and I made the joke that they should hire me… he looked at me straight faced and said: “Not unless you know electronics”.  His wife, my wife and I almost said in unison that I had an electronics degree.  His reaction was “Oh, then let me make a call.”, or something to that effect.  So over the next few weeks, things progressed, and I had a verbal that the job was mine, they just had to work out schedules… meanwhile I had a recruitment company call me and tell me about a job downtown doing IT work.  My wife convinced me to at least go to the interview because it was always good to have another iron in the fire.  So on a Thursday, I went.

It was for a technology company.  I met with the hiring manager and two of the engineers and got more information on the job.  First, the job was not doing engineering, but architecture.  It was a move I had wanted to make for years.  Second, I had the best interview I have had in my life.  So I went home positive about the experience, but I still felt that I was going to take the Job in Texas.

That next morning, I was in my men’s group and discussing everything with the “guys”.  One of them asked me if my wife was in favor of me taking the job in Texas.  I said that she was supporting me and my growth and that she can handle it, and that she was good with it.  He stopped and said: “That’s fine and all, but is this what she wants?”  I sat there staring at him… I never really even asked her if this is what she wants.  I mean we had talked about it and she was good with it… but was it her true desire?  I stopped everyone and made a call to my wife, while sitting with the other men.  I had to know right then.

I flat out asked her if it was what she wanted.  She said: “No, but I am 100% behind you in this and we will all support you…”  I cut her off mid-sentence.  She didn’t want me to do it, but she was being a good and supportive wife.  I told her how much I loved her and reassured her that it was ok, not to want me to do this.

We adjourned early from our group… and not knowing what I should do with the extra time I had before work, I ended up heading up to the church and went down to the prayer room.  I got on my face and immediately started praying, and waiting for answers… “Lord, I know that I have said that you will put me where you want me, but… is this (The job in Texas) what you want me to do?”  I didn’t even have to wait for the Lord to respond.  I got a resounding and clear as day “No.”  I sat there for a second, trying to make sure I wasn’t going nuts… I said “Seriously?”, and the Lord said “I have plans to grow and prosper you.  You can take this job if you want, but you will reap what you sew.”  I sat there for a moment.  (I tend to do that when God talks to me) and contemplated what that was going to mean.  It meant, that my friend, who went out on a limb for me and vouched for me for the Job in Texas had to be informed.  That was something that I wasn’t looking forward to.

So I wrote my friend a long letter, thanking him for the opportunity, thanking him for believing in me, and apologizing for leaving him hanging and how much I appreciated him, but I had to follow the Lord on this.  It hurt to write, and I fretted about it, but I got the impression that it was the right thing to write.  I sent it off that afternoon.  So I figured that the Lord would give me the job down town at the technology company.

That following week, I received a call from my recruiter that I did not get the job downtown.  I was crushed.  I really thought that my interview was awesome and they really liked me, and they did, but I priced out of what they were willing to pay at the time.  I believed the Lord, and knew that he would grow and prosper me and I walked in that…. I just didn’t know which way he wanted me to go, so I kept praying and believing.

The Friday before Easter a few weeks later, at 5:30, I get a call from the recruiter again…  The hiring manager from the company that I had interviewed with had called them asking if I was still interested in working for them.  Duh!

Somehow, either another person quit or whatever… They made another position, and wanted ME for that position… The price wasn’t what I was making at the last place, but it was still more than they had for the position prior.. so the new position paid more in line with what I was asking originally.

The Lord was faithful, because I believed.  He was faithful because I put my trust in the Lord.

Now here I am, doing what I wanted to be doing for years, with a company that I love, with a team that I have respect for and who are all above board.

Thank you Lord for this.  The Glory is all yours.

~The Ascended Dragon