iPhone home screen, 2 February 2020
Year: 2020
Finally got around to listening to the Rise of Skywalker episode (#76) of The Movie Proposal. @skyejethani and I are of like mind about the film and every Star Wars movie since 1983. Worth a listen, casual nerds.
At my youngest’s basketball practice, which is at a nine-court Fieldhouse USA facility. You can imagine the constant noise of bouncing balls and coaches’ whistles.
The AirPods Pro are a godsend.
Some encouragement I posted today to some foster and adoptive dads, but I’m sure there are plenty of parents who could use it, too: www.retrophisch.com/2020/01/2…
Also, no punctuation in URL slugs makes that look odd!
I help administer a private group on Facebook for foster and adoptive dads, and posted this today for encouragement, because I needed it myself:
So lately I’ve been struggling with the strong wills of my boys, and of my own. The constant tug-of-war. My wife and I were talking about it over lunch today, because she shares in the frustration (she’s strong-willed as well), and I reminded her, as much as myself, that they act this way because they feel securely attached to us.
“Well, it would be nice if they weren’t complete JERKS about it!” she sighed. She didn’t use the word “jerks,” but I’m trying to keep this family-friendly.
I mention this because I know I’m not alone in being a dad frustrated with the behaviors of his kids from hard places. Especially when they’ve been in our home for so long (birth for two of them, 9 months old for the third, and they’re 16, 11, and 8 now), and it just doesn’t feel like things are getting better.
Then God decides to plant a reminder on you in an unexpected way. In an email newsletter unrelated to parenting, there was this verse of encouragement from Hebrews, “I will never leave you or forsake you.” God always has our back, and we just need to go to Him with our frustrations, seek His peace.
And because I’m an ’80s metalhead, this verse and the feeling behind it will always be enshrined for me in the opening song from Rage of Angels’ self-titled, 1989, debut album:
Killed the Now page on my site. I simply don’t have the inclination to update it on a regular enough basis to justify its existence.
I help administer a private group on Facebook for foster and adoptive dads, and posted this today for encouragement, because I needed it myself:
So lately I’ve been struggling with the strong wills of my boys, and of my own. The constant tug-of-war. My wife and I were talking about it over lunch today, because she shares in the frustration (she’s strong-willed as well), and I reminded her, as much as myself, that they act this way because they feel securely attached to us.
“Well, it would be nice if they weren’t complete JERKS about it!” she sighed. She didn’t use the word “jerks,” but I’m trying to keep this family-friendly.
I mention this because I know I’m not alone in being a dad frustrated with the behaviors of his kids from hard places. Especially when they’ve been in our home for so long (birth for two of them, 9 months old for the third, and they’re 16, 11, and 8 now), and it just doesn’t feel like things are getting better.
Then God decides to plant a reminder on you in an unexpected way. In an email newsletter unrelated to parenting, there was this verse of encouragement from Hebrews, “I will never leave you or forsake you.” God always has our back, and we just need to go to Him with our frustrations, seek His peace.
And because I’m an ’80s metalhead, this verse and the feeling behind it will always be enshrined for me in the opening song from Rage of Angels’ self-titled, 1989, debut album:
Just turned on the TV, which was tuned to the SEC Network from watching basketball earlier today. The 2019 Peach Bowl is on, and Justin Jefferson just scored the first touchdown of the game for #LSU. Think I’ll watch this. Looks like it will be good.
Our local Kroger is importing Gambino’s king cakes, and one is now in our home.
But it won’t be for long! 😉
The National Champions edition of the Sneaky Good Podcast is now available! #GeauxTigers
