Marriage

Hmmm…Their English Teachers Must Be Appalled

/ Dawn Kasal-Finley / 1 Comment

Texas has, in their haste to prevent homosexuals from bringing down civilized society, decided (in 2005) that all marriage shall be prohibited.  I know hilarious.

Proposition
Prop. 2 – The constitutional amendment providing that marriage in this state consists only of the union of one man and one woman and prohibiting this state or a political subdivision of this state from creating or recognizing any legal status identical or similar to marriage.

How blinded by hate they must have been to just say “no more marriage.”  Even though, it appears that they didn’t know they said that.  I am sure people have continued to get married in Texas since this constitutional amendment was passed in 2005.  I feel bad for those of you this affects.  Hope you hadn’t been saving yourself for marriage, since the geniuses running Texas wrote a prop, that the people of the great state of Texas adopted that says “no more marriage.”

This is just another example how little critical thinking we use as a society and what little attention we actually pay to what is going on in our world/government.  If they say—it bans gay marriage, they say–yay.  Without even reading it.  How our education system has failed.  It it isn’t a multiple choice test, we apparently don’t know what to do.

Looking Over Our Shoulder

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Things are really going well for us–aside from the mounting student loan debt (please it will soon surpass our modest mortgage in size) and the cost of private school.  If you don’t factor in those things, then by all accounts our lives are pretty perfect–oh wait, I am also an awful house keeper and I want so badly to be able to pay someone to following me around and pick up all the crap that seems to swirl around me like the dirt did around Pig Pen from Charlie Brown.  Hubby’s job is finally good–two mergers later and he is content with his position and actually really really excited about where his job is going.  Our kids are growing and developing and are just really awesome kids who are so fun to be around–aside from that occasional 3-year-old just shoot me now please tantrum.

Noah is starting school in 4 weeks.  We leave on our cruise in 5 weeks w/my mom and brothers.  I am working and am happy about working–not as happy about my job as I am actually getting out of the house and to work.  I am teaching part-time still and will be supervising student teachers.  Then end of my Phd program is in sight and while 5 or 6 semesters may seem like a long time–for someone who has been in school consistently since 1994–5 or 6 semesters is really a walk in the park.

So, when is the proverbial shit going to hit the fan?  I don’t necessarily think it will–I am an optimist and pretty happy person.  But I am married to Chicken Little and he spends most of his time thinking the sky is falling.  Hubby is working hard at trying to enjoy life and enjoy the happiness, but he is uncomfortable with it as he isn’t use to feeling happy on a daily basis.  So, he is looking over his shoulder waiting for the first shoe to drop which most certainly will be an indicator of impending apocalypse for us all.

But until then, I am not going to look over my shoulder–because when I do all I see is that my ass still isn’t as small as I’d like to be.

Spousal Irritation

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I just want to start out by saying that I do indeed love my husband.  But he has been irritating the piss out of me lately.  Our relationship has always been pretty easy.  We don’t argue or fight much–aside from this past 3 weeks and generally enjoy each other’s company.  But lately, our marriage has sucked ass.  I just don’t know what the hell is going on.  He is fine one day and a bit of a jerk the next.  One day when he’s pissy, he gets mad because I don’t try and talk to him about it.  Then he’s pissy again and so I try to learn from my mistakes and talk to him and I get the whole, “you know I get upset about ______, can’t you understand I just want to be alone.” 

Fuck.

Really.  I am damned if I do and damed if I don’t.  Things are just crappy.  I am busy with school, the kids, teaching and running the house and he’s busy with work, and…well just work.  I know that my endeavors don’t bring much money into the family, but I don’t remember the last time he showed much concern for me and how I am feeling, but he’s a little upset or stressed and the fricking world has to stop and revolve around him?  I am so pissed and irritated. 

It will all be fine, he’s got big plans for me this weekend–not that he really seems like he wants to spend that much time with me.  UGH!

Back To The Drawing Board

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In terms of choosing a school for the kids.  Hubby doesn’t feel like we fit in at my choice of school and I don’t know if it has something to do with the people, his lack of desire for being social, or the financial sacrifices it would entail.  I am a bit devestated and am not sure what to do yet or where to turn.  I was set.  We toured he liked it.  Now he doesn’t–we went to their winter festival/open house today and had a lot of fun. 

Men can be so frickin frustrating….

Wine, Wine, and More Wine

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Had a great time on our little getaway.  It was everything we wanted and needed it to be.  Spent the day in Sonoma at one of my favorite wineries…

We got to taste directly out of the barrel–of a wine that won’t be available for consumption until 2010 (we are buying futures of this wine–that is how good it is with just over 13 months left in the barrel–OMG I can’t wait)

We had a semi-private (there were 9 people total) tour and tasting that happened inside the caves where they store the barrels.  The wine was some of the best I have ever tasted and I have tasted a lot of wine. 

We had such a good time that we were the last ones to leave the winery.  We ordered 2 cases of wine and I am waiting patiently for it’s arrival. 

The wedding the night before was fun, but the day we spent together in Sonoma–Priceless.