Day 10: Final 10 Words

God is good. Really good.
Like, furrealz.

I am blessed.

Day 9: 10 Ways to Win Your Heart

1. Sing to me! I love hearing people sing.
2. Feed me! Mmm . . .
3. Laugh with me. At random things.
4. Ask questions! People who don't ask questions are usually too busy talking about themselves. And that's lame.
5. Love God.
6. Be passionate about something! Have a cause.
7. Learn with me. Something! Anything!
8. Have quarks. Oddities make a person.
9. No masks! Be authentic. Real people rock!
10. Put up with me! I'm a handful.

Day 8: 10 of Your Favorite Songs

There is too much music in this head of mine to narrow down to just ten songs.

Day 7: 10 Important People

Ten? Important? Can we define important?
Honestly, there are too many to try to narrow down to ten.

And I couldn't just list someone as being important and not write about why!
Multiply all that by ten, and . . . well, that's a lot of writing.

Besides, I'd hope, or like think, that everyone important to me knows I love them and why.
So, there.  

*And no, not everyone I think is "important" is pictured below, either.

Day 6: 10 Items You Can’t Live Without

1. My laptop!!!! I tried living without one once. It was bad.
2. A notepad. Gotta have one everywhere I go.
3. The bible my momma got me way back then. Still got it. Read it lots! Sometimes . . .
4. Bottled water. Gotta stay hydrated!
5. Burts' Bees!!!!! Its NOT chapstick! Its Burts' Bees!!!
6. My cell phone. I'm a txt addict. And I feel naked without my phone.
7. Camera! Where I go, it goes.
8. My green carry-all bag. That's what I usually carry items #1 through #7 in!
9. Food. Furrealz. I like to eat. A lot.
10. Uh, yeah, I gotta say it. Hoodie. My brown Mexico hoodie. Its my comfort blanket . . . in the form of a, um, hoodie.

Day 5: 10 Wishes

1. Bad habits were easier to kick.
2. Good habits were harder to kick.
3. Everyone could feel loved and purposeful.
4. No one would ever go to sleep hungry.
5. I was debt free.
6. There really was a solution to every problem.
7. Instead of being kinda good at this 'n that, I excelled at one or two specific things.
8. The Canady's house would sell this week.
9. That people would/could just . . . be. No masks.
10. Uh . . . 10 more wishes? I'm greedy!

Day 4: 10 Things You want to Say to One Person

1. Yeah, so . . . you're loud. Very loud
2. Did I mention you're loud?
3. Srsly. What is it you're doing to make all that noise!?
4. I've decided you're a hip-hop dancer. That's the only thing I can think of to explain all that stomping.
5. What exactly do you do for a living? I mean, do you, like, have a weird schedule or something? I can't find a pattern in your crazy stomp-around, thump, thump loudness. AM. PM. Mid-day. Midnight. You're simply sporadic. Lets get you into a routine! Consistency is an important part of life.
6. Do you only make friends with other loud people? 'Cuz furrealz, when you have people over, its sounds like an elephant stampede.
7. Do you grill garbage? Just wondering, because whatever it is you're throwing on the barbecue has quite the offensive odor.
8. Lets talk about Jesus.
9. You're loud!!!
10. Has anyone ever told you that you walk like Herman Munster? I'm just trying to imagine what it would be like to live under him in an apartment. I bet it would be a lot like living under you. BTW, do you wear clogs? It sounds like you do. And, is your apartment carpeted? It just seems like it would be really difficult to just casually make so much noise on a carpeted floor . . .

Day 3: 10 Things You Hate

1. Poor parenting. Srsly. I mean, sure, without trashtastic peeps out there pushing out babies like its their purpose in life, finding a job in my field of work would be more like a competitive sport. Yeah, these kinds of kiddos do occasionally come from good, loving homes too, but not often.
2. Impatience. Wow, this drives me crazy at times. I often remind my kids at work that, when they get so worked up and and have a melt-down because things aren't going as they think it should, they have basically just reverted back to being two years old. This lack of emotional control and restrain is the exact same fuel that powers tantrums. Its not cute when they're tiny, and its even less endearing when they're super-sized. But find yourself in a delayed check-out line at Wal-Mart, and most likely, you'll find an adult or two escalating.
3. Animal cruelty. Its right there under 'people cruelty.' It takes a sick, twisted person to enjoy inflicting pain to any of God's creation.
4. Hominy. Its just gross. And weird. What the hell is hominy anyway!?
5. Egocentricity. You know, its that "if it doesn't quack like me, then its a messed up duck," kinda attitude. How could one person ever develop the audacity to believe that he or she is the definition of . . . right!? Racism, prejudice, intolerance, bigotry, etc. The whole idea that, "you're not right because you're not like me!" is just, well, ignorant.
6. Math. Yep. Definitely math. (see post Day 1: 10 Things About Me, #9)
7. Gotta say, I hate the devil. Sneaky, trouble-making little fella, he is! Sometimes I think the enemy understands about the heart of man more than the man himself that the heart beats within. And I pretty much hold him responsible for all things included on this list. Yes, that includes hominy. And math.
8. Socks with sandals. I've seen it. You've seen it. Enough said.
9. Addictions. Back to that dang devil again. Probably one of his most dangerous weapons. It tears lives apart. Families. Children. And we all probably have at least one, maybe in the unconventional sense, if we'd think it through enough. God is really all we need to make it day by day. But addictions tell us this just isn't so.
10. Doubt. Insecurity. Depression and anxiety. Sigh. Wouldn't life be grand if we were all just happy!? It seems a bit  . . . I don't know, conceded (maybe?) to wish we could all just like ourselves. Truly like ourselves. But doesn't God command we love others as ourselves? And wouldn't that imply we should . . . love ourselves? When I look at mistakes I've made, character flaws within myself and other people around me, they can usually be boiled down to these kinds of feelings. People wandering through life trying to find themselves. Or comfort themselves on account of who they really are.  We're messed up, but none-the-less, created by the Creator. Chosen. And with purpose. This is probably yet another thing on my "hate list" that contributes greatly to the, um, bountifulness of my career field.

Day 2.5: 10 Things You're Thankful For

 

*Today I was supposed write about 10 things I hate. Considering it's Thanksgiving, this seemed more appropriate ;o) 

Day 2: 10 Things You Love

1. Uh, God! Its amazing, really. I mean, I'm this jacked-up but He still loves me that much anyway!
2. California, my new home! I love it! And I fit here like I've never fit anywhere before. It just feels . . . right to be here.
3. My job. I know, I know. I complain about it a lot sometimes. But I truly do love it! Its a huge part of who I am and how God wired me to be.
4. Art! Art in any form. Music, painting, drawing, graphic design, etc.! Art is the balance between excellence and authenticity. I want it to be fine-tuned enough to win a person's attention, but not so streamlined that it loses grit and relevance. Its a balancing act that I love trying to muddle through!
5. I love hiking. I go through spells, based on fluctuating laziness, as far as how often I actually go hiking. But, yeah. I love it. The scenery, nature, physical exhilaration, the peacefulness. Its good stuff.
6. Food. Mmm . . . food. What can I say? I'm not a robust man for no reason!
7. Writing. Sure, that could have probably been wrapped up into #4 somehow, but I guess I love it enough to make it its own number. Its soothing, cathartic, beautiful as you'd like it to be, ugly as life can get, whatever you want it to be. Sigh. I love writing.
8. A certain shared moment that is rare and difficult to explain. You know, those moments of conversation that just seem . . . pure. No barriers. No bull-crap. Just two people, meshing of the minds. No bravado, "Look what I can do! See how good I am!" kinda stuff. No dominant hilarity or gr! argh! grump-fest. Just connectivity. Its a shame how we isolate ourselves without even realizing it, but that's a post all of its own!
9. Pictures! Yes, this could probably wrapped up into #4 as well. But I love pictures. Taking them. Looking at them. Remembering. See, I wanna remember you. I wanna remember that moment, and who you were in that moment. I wanna remember me. And life. And I love the glimpses into other people's lives that their pictures allow me.
10. Hoodies. Seriously. Like coziness in the form of, well, a hoodie. I even sleep in hoodies from time to time. Hood up and everything!

Day 1: 10 Things About You

1. I have asthma. Yep, that's me tokin' away on the 'ol albuterol inhaler.
2. Its probably been, eh . . . ten years since I've had unaltered hair color. What can I say? Being a walking, talking advertisement for my wife's mad-skillz is part of my role as supportive husband!
3. I'm gonna be real honest here. I prefer to be pants-less.
4. No offense. I'm not particularly fond of animals of the bald nature. Basically, if it doesn't have fur or feathers, I don't like it.
5. I have an affinity for old barns. And decrepit buildings. You know, they're just cool! The more they're crumbling down, the better! Someone get me a camera, stat!
6. My first official job was as a cashier at McDonald's. Yeah, it was not awesome. Which is probably why it only lasted for about three months.
7. I've never broken a bone before. Ever. Most likely a result of not being much of a risk-taker, or an athlete, or the kind of person who does things that put them at greater risk to break bones.
8. I never moved while growing up. I left home when I was 20 yrs old, but even then, I never lived anywhere further than probably about twenty miles from my childhood home, where my parents still live to this day. Then last May I moved 2, 225 miles away.
9. I have a reoccurring dream/nightmare where I find out I don't actually have a high school diploma and I have to go back to good 'ol WCHS to take some random, horrible math class. Seriously, I graduated from HS in '02, I have a bachelor's degree in sociology, and I completed BSU's undergraduate counseling program! WHY AM I STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT MY HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA!?!?!? sigh.
10. I have a complete intolerance of impatience. I know. I see the irony. But seriously, I CANNOT stand it when people become frustrated in situations that really shouldn't be that big of a deal! And what did impatience ever solve, anyway? Gr!

10 Day Blog Challenge

I'm always looking for things to write about. So yeah, I'm stealing from Coby again. Not that I completed the last list of prompts I took from her, but eh, it'll gimme something to write about until I drift ;o)

10 Day Blog Challenge

Day 1: 10 things about you.

Day 2: 10 things you love.

Day 3: 10 things you hate.

Day 4: 10 things you want to say to one person.

Day 5: 10 wishes.

Day 6: 10 items you can’t live without.

Day 7: 10 important people.

Day 8: 10 of your favorite songs.

Day 9: 10 ways to win your heart.

Day 10: Final 10 words.