129 results for 'family'
... it. Not everyone operates like this I understand, but it has been my way of doing business for quite sometime now. Recently I wrote a post about rescuing a 40ish Chevrolet pick-up from a farm in BFE, Texas while checking things out with my mother-in-law after a recent death of a relative in her family. We had allot of fun going thru everything that looked like it hadn't been touched in many, many years. Recently I got an e-mail from a man named James who lives in Lake Charles, LA and he explained that he really liked the old truck and could I e-mail him some more pictures of her if I had... (more)
First of all, let this serve as a lesson on how to be reminded that your wife is always in charge. Whether you want to accept this little factoid or not is not the question, but it is definitely the answer. Even tho I am very good at what I do some things are a pretty hard sell. But, I am getting ahead of myself totally here. So, Let me start at the beginning where everything started so y'all don't get even more lost than usual. Anyway, not too terribly long ago I got a phone call from my mother-in-law where she proceeded to explain to me that her cousin's uncle's father's niece's father (or... (more)
... not realise he was here to harm us. I thought through a hundred combinations of why he would legitimately be standing in the middle of my lounge. In the end none of it made sense and I suddenly realised what was happening.
My immediate reaction was to calmly ask him what he wanted. My family was down the passage and I certainly did not want them disturbed and I was willing to give him whatever he wanted. Deep down inside I wanted to scream, but this would alert the rest of the family. Then another man appeared through the front door and he went straight down the passage. Son no... (more)
...sons and it seems they don't care to as well. I have found it isn't about hunting, building, playing, or just doing things together, it is the simple pleasure of just doing all those things together. I know what is coming. I have watched it with my daughters, 16 and 22, as they get older the family part of their lives seemed to get pushed out of the way. With my oldest I took it hard because it felt like she didn't need me any longer. I found out it was just her getting older, getting independent, and her spreading her wings. My younger daughter is going thru the growing pains now, still... (more)
...dreams and have a sense of satisfaction in your chosen field of work but that will not make you happy.
Just take a look at the generation that has gone before you. The all to common mid-life crisis is a testament to the failure of a life focused on career advancement to the exclusion of family. Men and women bemoan the fact that they did not have time for nurturing and loving their spouse or children. All to often family life crumbles to ashes, sacrificed on the altar of success. As for childcare, society relegates it to women who are often treated as second class citizens.
... make the world go 'round, well, at least in my world. Not everyone agrees with it, but the nuts and bolts of it is that in order to have things or do things one needs money. My part time job has provided things and opportunities that I don't think would have otherwise been available to me or my family. One major thing this job has done was allowed us to have our dream house built and a 30 year mortgage paid off in just under 3 years, which wasn't a small feat by no means. It has gave me the opportunity to pay off vehicles. It gave me the opportunity to pay cash for a brand new Goldwing. It... (more)
...when he first laid eyes on me. It was instant attraction. Everyone thought I was going to be a nun librarian. He saved me.
I was not ready for this dramatic change in my life but it was clear to me that this was my call. So I baffled my fellow students, profs, advisers, friends and family by saying yes to the unexpected. I did not know anything about my newly chosen lifestyle or even where we would live. I did realize that I was completely ignorant and lacked even the most basic skills required to survive.Coming from a family with only two children, it was a shock to me when I... (more)
They sit in the kitchen – Mr and Mrs L – overlooking a backyard of woodpiles, wheelbarrows and tussocks of native grass. It’s early autumn. The pungent scent of the last of a rambling Chinese jasmine wafts across the yard and mingles with the smell of last night’s rain. The weekend menagerie headcount is underway over fruit toast and espresso.
Being Saturday, it’ll be hours before Little L, now 19 years old, emerges to join the human race. Inheriting Mrs L's good looks, he’s prone to late nights and a string of girlfriends.
At the rear of the yard the chickenhouse sits under giant... (more)
...sprout from his nose. There’s no follow-up sentence, and he drifts off into some morphine-laced dream.
That night I dream of a father I never really knew, and an American Indian ghost dance where men gather at a big tree and dance for five days. There are visions, and talk with dead family and friends. The Prophet promises he’ll return – when the winter passes – with the ghosts of our fathers.
On balmy summer evenings we sat outside on a small square porch of outer suburban concrete, among smoky drifts from my father’s cigarettes – under starry skies, mostly in... (more)
Boerne is 51yrs old, handsome in a rugged sort of way; olive skin, high cheekbones and black straw-like hair. He’s never been a talker and we sit on the veranda drinking beer instead, our eyes drawn to a 2 x 6 metre recycle bin out front. At the end the day the sun is uncanny and low, the sky scarlet as summer bushfires rage in the western ranges.
“Good of you to help out,” says Boerne, flicking the top from another beer. “To be honest, you know, I’d rather be somewhere else.” And for the briefest of moments, his dark eyes leave the recycle bin. “Maybe we just got married too young.... (more)