Monday, November 29, 2010

It's comforting to come in after a long weekend and NOT find an avalanche of accumulated work.

Happy belated Thanksgiving, true believers. I hope everyone's holiday was spent being well fed and surrounded by loved ones. Mine certainly was, though we didn't leave town to see family. Well, not blood related family anyway. We spent Thursday night with the Davis family and it was pretty great. Great food, great company, what more is there?

My parents went to Nashville to celebrate their 35 year anniversary/Thanksgiving and stayed at the Opry Hotel. Apparently, they had a great time and enjoyed everything that that spiritually bankrupt town has to offer. Don't get me wrong, Nashville is a great place to visit, so much so that a visit there years ago convinced me to move there.

My parents' marriage is a rare case; 35 years and never a whisper of divorce. I've never even actually heard them raise their voices at each other. I guess they really love each other or something. They got engaged something like 6 weeks after they met, and were married 6 months later. Quick! It was supposed to be 3 months but apparently my mom's family was hung up on the fact that my dad had been briefly married before and the Good Book said that that made my mom an adulteress, so they tried to convince my mom not to marry him at all. To her credit, she said "Eff that, I do what I want!!" They did, however, succeed in convincing her to wait a year. She told my dad and he said "Eff that, I'll wait 6 months." (I'm paraphrasing, of course. I don't know if either of my parents have ever said the F word. I tend to doubt it.) So, 6 months later they were married and roughly 4 years later they were pregnant with my brother, and 3 years after that, pregnant with me. Hooray, life! Boo to the fundamentalism that tried to snuff me out. Hooray to parents who have always shown me that all you really do need, is love! Hooray to parents who have always been slow to anger and quick to forgive!
Hooray to 35 more years!

This weekend we had our "Twitter show" where we projected a live Twitter feed on the wall beside the stage. It was really fun and interesting. Undoubtedly, it convinced everyone that they were a comedian, and as we predicted, it became really obscene really quickly. It was all in good fun, though, and I think everyone had a good time.

Slept badly last night. Zombie nightmares and cold sweats all night. The zombie nightmares I can explain because of The Walking Dead (How amazing is that show?!?) but the cold sweats are a mystery. Oh well, I guess my life is just way harder than everyone else's.

One of the best moments of the weekend was Leah getting Harper to say "Oh man!" but it coming out (like the native Texan that she is), "Oh Main!"


  1. thanks for the anniversary tribute, son! You're right, about a couple of things. 1. Divorce was never even whispered because we do love each other and have always tried to put the other's needs before our own. 2. Neither one of your parents ever say that word and do not like hearing it said either. "Slow to anger and quick to forgive" is sweet of you to say. That's what love does!! See Corinthians 13 Looking forward and hoping for 35 more years with my favorite man on earth!

  2. Oh, and that is the cutest thing of Harper saying "Oh Man" She will soon be talking your ears off.

  3. Taylor,

    I have also been having zombie dreams. In fact I had one last night where I was taking refuge in a super market. When the zombies finally attacked i was bit on the hand. I then proceeded to run to the aisle that contained the bleach and poured it all over my hand. I think it worked because I'm feeling pretty good today. So next time you have a zombie dream.. Make sure your list of supplies includes bleach.

  4. Ha, I've actually wondered if that would work. Of course, then you probably have to deal with blood contamination of a different sort. Still preferable, though.

  5. The few zombie dreams I've had have all been awesome because they involve me hacking them to shreds with machetes and blowing them apart with shotguns. I don't know what that says about me, but sometimes I worry about it.
    Thank you for the kind words on my wife's blog. She needed them.

  6. nashville is bankrupt of more than spirit i hate this city more than just about anything else. but on a side note thanks to your adorable parents for being awesome in general.