Friday, February 17, 2012

Because I said so.

One of my favorite pics from kid's camp a couple of years ago.  I love him.

In honor of Valentine's week, my thoughts on marriage.  A couple of weeks ago I was in the grocery store line, wrestling Judah and discouraging Quinn from rifling through the gum and candy that she was in arms reach of, when I started noticing the many magazine and tabloid covers around me.  It seems like everyone in Hollywood is getting a divorce.  Some days I get frustrated with my husband and there have even been days when I've thought about what it would be like if I just left.  I know.  That's horrible.  I'm sorry if that is shocking and offensive.  I don't have any intention of leaving Chris and I don't entertain those thoughts, because I know they originate from the enemy of our marriage.  However, sometimes they do come and I wonder what it would be like.  I think it would be so incredibly sad.  After these 4.5 years of marriage and 1 year before that of dating and engagement, it would just be desperately sad.  So, how do these Hollywood folks just walk away like they do.  I saw pictures of Demi and Ashton.  Others screamed things about Jennifer Aniston's amazing abs, which made me think about her broken marriage to Brad Pitt.  How can a person love someone enough to promise their life and then just walk away?  I know that there are circumstances where a spouse is endangered in a relationship (time to get away) or when someone has been unfaithful.  I understand that those must be really difficult, and I can't imagine what I would do in those instances.  But I really don't think those are the majority of situations.  I think people must just get tired of cleaning up after each other.  I think they must just get frustrated with the little things that we all get frustrated about.  I could gripe until kingdom come about "pushing your chair under the table so that Judah doesn't see it and want to climb onto the table and wreck shop after dinner" or "please use the hamper and not just pile your shorts on top of it."  I know that he feels the same way about me when I forget to raise the steering wheel and he cracks his knee when he gets in the car.  There are a lot more where that came from, but my memory fails me. :) Those are all such shallow things, really.  I have promised that I would be with Chris for the rest of my days.  I understand how the trouble starts though.  You start thinking about those little annoyances and then it's down hill from there.  I think the biggest thing is, people don't ask God for help.  We need God in our marriage.  I can be selfish and disrespectful.  Chris can be sarcastic and smarty pants.  We really need Him.  I don't say any of this to say we have a bad marriage.  We don't.  We have a really, really good marriage.  But without God, we're hopeless just like any other couple without God.  I think it all boils down to the fact that I need God in every single area of my life.  There is not one area that I look at and say, "God, I think I've got this."  Parenting, work, marriage, creativity, finances, fun, time management.  I need his help every second of the day.  When I promised my life to Chris, I meant it.  I will stay with him because I said so, and with God's help.  For all of the non-chair-pushing and non-hamper-using, he is 1,000 times more wonderful.  I love his hairy face.  I need his relaxed, easy going spirit to chill me out when I'm tense and overly worried about things.  I just love who he is.  Next time those thoughts try to creep in, I will stand firm and tell that disgusting voice of discouragment that I'm not going anywhere.  Chris is forever "just what I've always wanted."    

Friday, February 3, 2012


Picture was borrowed from some other website.

For the last year we have had our DIRECTV on hold.  We've had other things that were more important to take care of financially, so the TV has been used only for occasional movies and such.  It has been nice having the television silenced for a year.  The extra noise of television sometimes makes me want to throw something, so I've enjoyed it being quiet.  A couple of weeks ago we decided to buy an antenna.  We would like to know what's happening in the world, outside of Internet news.  We bought a really cool antenna and now we pick up all the network stations, a lot of Spanish stations and a few Vietnamese.  And other than the initial cost of the antenna, it's FREE.  It is also very clear, a far cry from the antenna we had when I was a kid.  This was the kind that we turned on a pole, through the window at times.  That's a funny memory.  This is not the purpose of this blog, as I'm sure you're wondering what our new antenna has to do with the title of this blog.  Well, here goes.
     With the re-introduction of television into our home, I've been concerned that we would have it on all the time.  Because we have limited options and no "GUIDE" option on the remote, that hasn't been a problem so far.  However, while we are watching TV, there are so many commercials. I am finding them more funny than I used to.  I guess it's because I haven't watched TV in a long time. The other day I saw one for a coffee drink at McDonald's.  It was with little old men, wearing toupees and checking out a little old lady.  They got hedged out by a guy who looked like the guy from the Dos Equis commercials.  It was so cute. Chris and I watched it intently and then smiled when it was over.  You would think, based on this commercial, that fast food is warm and fuzzy and good for all.  If only that were true.  Have you seen the pink slime picture?  In case you haven't, that is the picture at the beginning of the blog.  Until last August, McDonald's used this stuff in their hamburgers.  Oh. My. Gosh.  Are you kidding me?  What are we eating when we eat fast food, really?  Does anyone know?  This has made me spend more time thinking about what we are eating around here.  What am I feeding my kids?  Did you also hear about the girl who collapsed and then admitted to having eaten only chicken nuggets her whole life?  Quinn loves chicken nuggets.  For a while, that was all we could get her to eat.  Lord have mercy.  I'm going grocery shopping today and I'm determined to find some food that will actually satisfy our nutritional needs.   The kids had an appointment with the doctor last week for check-ups.  When we talked about food, she suggested just gently inviting the babies to eat veggies and if they don't eat them, move on.  Yeah, right.  We can't go on with the rest of America, eating pink slime in our food and croaking over at 17 from a diet of only chicken nuggets.  We are laying down the law in the Swonke house and there's going to be a lot more veggie eating going on.  Well, I suppose we'll see about this.  I'm just so sicked out by the pink slime and so determined to do a better job about our eating.  Health is important.  Good health for my family is "just what I've always wanted."