The Real You, Me, and Dupree

"3's a crowd," as the old saying goes. However, I believe it to be true but yet so perfect in my life. When Daniel and I starting dating, there was no thought or mention that we would become a couple of 3....I know, couple is 2 so it makes no sense but it does in my life. It wasn't this way in the beginning, I am not really sure how it became this way but I love it and wouldn't trade it for anything. This is the story of how it all came about. 

One night we were watching the movie "You, Me, and Dupree," when all of a sudden Michael (DJM's brother) starts laughing and saying, "I'm yall's Dupree!" We couldn't help but bust out laughing, it's so true! I have a feeling it was the part where Dupree clogs up the toilet. Not that Michael does that, however he does run us out of rooms with his stench of gas. Michael is also the one who comes up with the greatest ideas, that are really silly and ridiculous. Our date night includes Michael piled up on the chair next to us asking to pass the popcorn, or we go out needing a table of 3. When I go to soccer games, I cheer for both of them. When we go out of town, us 3 hit the bars and I am the lucky girl who gets to drink with both of them while all the other girls stare trying to figure out which one they can hit on.....but with us it's not hard to figure that out!

Our personalities speak volumes for the movie characters. Daniel and I are the more suttle ones, have a calm life and approach to situations, really neat and organized, and you have the blonde and brown hair which only adds to the image of the movie. Michael is all things rowdy, everything he has an interest in he goes for it full force. He is so creative, and he cares more about his friends than anyone I have ever met. He supports everyone around him, and what I love most is that he loves rockin' it out with my brother at his shows. 

You see, at first Daniel and I said don't let our brothers meet, it would  be a riot no one wants! Then they met. It is a blast when we are all together. I love nothing more than when we are all together but when my brother, Wesley, isn't around I feel like he is. He and Michael are so much alike! 

Poundering Thoughts

Before you read this post, please know that these are my thoughts. I like to read books that challenge me, make me think on a deep level, and things that hurt until you find answers. By no means are my opinions and thoughts necessarily correct or am I pushing them on you. I am a follower and believer of Christ. I have debated whether or not to post this, but I feel that I could get some other ideas along with mine if I do. Really, these are just my ramblings!

As I go through this book, here are my random thoughts of what I am feeling and thinking along the way. I thought I would share because this book raised questions for me and really makes me think. I promised myself I would TRY not to analyze this book for the message it is giving but here I am not being able to...I knew that would happen! I want to find out what happens to the main character and his daughter, Missy. I also have to see how a weekend with God is like. I find myself fearful to face Him and jealous of the precious time Mack spends with Him. But you see, what I just said raises a question already: I do spend time with Him whether it is face to face or not for me. I know he is face to face with me, I just can't see Him.

In the middle of me reading a page in the book, "The Shack," by author WM. Paul Young, I become puzzled and cannot seem to stop thinking in my head as I go on reading. I had to take a minute, put the book down and write so I would know my own thoughts before I go any further in the book. What a wonderful book it has been. But now welcomes controversy and I want to be able to look back and know what I was thinking. Bear with me, if I offend anyone I am so very, very sorry. I never mean to do so. These are just my thoughts out loud, not thinking anything through. Almost as if I have spoken aloud without thinking. Look at this as a jumbled mess, brain storming, and my beliefs.

 

Father, Son, Holy Spirit: a black woman, an Asian woman, and a man from the middle east. They are humanized minus some of the description of the Holy Spirit. I don't think God is anything like human, I think I will not be able to see him he is so perfect and mighty. I think I will drop to my knees when I see his glow. I believe I will feel Him wrapped around me, I know I have in my life in times of need and of sadness. I don't need to see Him to know he exists, I know without a doubt He does. My mind cannot grasp the concept of what is happening. Maybe the author did this to get the point across that we all have a different take on the Holy Trinity and that no matter what we think, we shouldn't be distracted by what we read. Our world has one God, whether we all believe in Him or not. I have no doubt in my mind that God speaks through others, maybe this is what the author is getting across in the book? Maybe he was stressing the point we are all one in Christ no matter our skin? Maybe saying men and women are equal? I believe that men are the head of the house hold therefore our spiritual leaders, although I believe women can also be leaders as well. But I never imagined God as a woman...not saying it can't be that way. Just my beliefs are different.

Through a tragedy having God in an abandoned house in the most reserved part of the woods would be perfect, fast healing. All the questions, all the pain, the anger, the hurt and sadness could be relieved right then. To be able to hear God and His answers to help me get through faster would be ideal. However, to me God teaches us that time really heals everything, that patience really is a virtue.

These are my beginning thoughts were I have gotten to in the book. I again want to stress these are just my thoughts and opinions. I am really sorry if I offended you. If you have or thinking about reading the book please share your ideas with me. I would love some insight!

Here is the website for the book: 

http://theshackbook.com/index.html

Start off German, End up Southern

I heard a song today that took me back to my favorite memory of the summer. It was so refreshing on this gloomy winter day I just had to share. I was on vacation with Daniel and his family in Sea Grove Beach, FL. Daniel, Michael (Daniel's brother), and myself went out for a night on the town. First stop: German bar. All German beer, food, music, and German sayings. We met a really nice couple who befriend us as soon as we sat with them, it was also german style seating. They must have REALLY enjoyed us because they picked up our tab without letting us know, what a great surprise to find you don't have a tab! 

After an embarrassing evening of milking a cow, dancing, playing hat games, drinking beer out of a bottle, among many other entertaining things, we took off to Tootsie's for a little country music and dancing. I was in need of some good ol' southern music and beer! The band was rocking out with great covers that make you sing at the top of your lungs. It's not everyday you get to slow dance with your man, so when this band played a slow song we went right along with it. It was the most perfect slow song of summer: "Anything But Mine," of course by my fav, Kenny Chesney. It is an anthem for summer love and love that lasts. I cannot wait for another one of these moments to come in about 4 months! 

Here is an example of all things embarrassing you do at bars on vacation:

Wishing For a Snowy Weekend

I have hopes of snow and will do a snow dance, wear my pj's inside out, and cross my fingers and toes to have a wonderful, beautiful, cold weekend of snow! I would love nothing more than bundling up by the fire with my heated blanket, watch movies and read books, eat, eat, eat, and eat some more comfort food! Make hot chocolate, have a bottle of wine, and be locked in! It sounds wonderful, and sadly may not happen...but if I could do anything to make it happen I would.

I wish for the blizzard of 1993 to make a come back! I know that is not in the making, however wouldn't it be loads of fun? I want to act like a kid and sled down a hill, build a snowman, and have a snowball fight. My only request would be to have all my loved ones piled up in a house with me. Think of all the fun things we could do like play games, take naps, movie nights, talking about old times and good memories all while making new memories and stories to tell for the next blizzard.

These are my wishes for today. I have lots of wishes for 2010, but they will come in time and  at a moments notice. I think snow is a great way  to start off the new year and new decade! 

I am sending you and yours a hopeful, wishful, snowy Happy New Year.