tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064959048074968142011-09-15T10:29:34.979-06:00The Trials and Tribulations of a Mormon father with a Latino wife and two kids.Breakdownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06828691650919395033noreply@blogger.comBlogger1011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3406495904807496814.post-9552385655415237222010-12-18T17:07:00.001-07:002010-12-18T17:09:08.455-07:00

The Perry Family Review of 2010!It's Christmas time again! And whether we like it or not we are going to enjoy it or I swear I am going to turn this year around and we can all go through it again. With the close of the year I get to sit myself in front of a computer to come up with a way to waste the lives of several trees and hand over a few more cents to the Ink barons. May these trees live

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I know it's been a while and the honest truth is that I stopped because I didn't feel like I had a whole lot to say. Well, that and I had some in-laws move in with us and, well, I didn't have anything good to say about it.And to be honest I still don't have many good things to say about my inlaws. Except my grandpa and grandma-in-laws. They are fantastic.Moving right along, I was inspired to

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As we look back over the past year, and as I look to release my inner PR agent, I can only be glad that although this year was a good year, and I say that with all the flexibility that can be used with the word ‘good’. We can only hope that every year that follows this one can only be followed by better ones. With everything that has happened this past year it shouldn’t be hard, frankly just an

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The water main broke just outside of my house last week. I got home from work to find a gaping hole in my yard where the water had pushed it's way up through the yard and the remains of a bush that had gotten in the way. My wife ran to a neighbor's house and got them to shut off the main valve, but I already could imagine how much water had already ran through that pipe before it was shut

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More Random Missionary Moments. I am going to warn you ahead of time, they aren't funny or uplifting. Unless of course human suffering uplifts you, under which of course, you should probably see a doctor.Within the first couple of months in the mission, my trainer and I went to see a family. Now if you know anything about the Latin culture you know that they will almost always offer you some

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Growing up in Utah was great and at the same time bad. Great because I never felt threatened, except for that time a car pulled up next to me and a guy asked me to come over and give him directions to some place; of course I told him to buzz off, thanks McGruff! Bad because I never really got to see a world that I didn't even know existed. Okay, I am probably generalizing, and it happens to

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Like many Utah born Mormons. I've have very little exposure to widespread sin. Or what we consider sin. Alcohol, Porn (although Utah is the biggest subscriber to online porn), Coffee and the like. It's easy to grow up with an idea that people that do these things are depraved, or like I thought some time ago, were just plain evil.When I was courting my wife I went down to Peru for a time so

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Throughout my life I have had only a couple of moments that have really changed me. All of the ones I can remember are the ones that have changed me for the good. Just for simplicity I will leave it to be understood that Marriage/Kids and similar experiences go without saying. I'm talking about the ones that change your view of the world.While I was in the MTC and trying to become the best

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As I get older, and as I watch my kids get older. I begin to think about all the firsts that my kids are going through and all the firsts I went through. My daughter's first tooth. My nephew-in-law's first snow storm. My son's first interest in a superhero, although he seems to really be attached to Spiderman despite all my efforts to get him interested in Superman (But, let's be honest, the

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There never seems to be a clear way to right thing. Okay, maybe I am exaggerating. I haven't been on my most spiritual best behavior lately. Which would probably explain the reason why I am not quite so sure about how to make the right decision. I suppose that God had his reasons when he said hold fast to the rod. If you're not holding fast, then things get a little fuzzy.Anyway, I find

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Okay, it's been a while since I've written. For the most part all of my posts over the summer were pre-written and just scheduled to post themselves during the summer months. So in my own way I took the summer off to pursue other endeavors. And, although my pre-scheduled posts stopped over a month ago I've been facing a kind of writer's block. Okay, it's not been so much that I haven't had

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We began to plan the wedding; actually it was my mom who began to plan the wedding. My mom always wanted to be either an interior decorator or a wedding planner, but because my father is the kind of person that likes steady paychecks and doesn’t like the idea of trying to start a business, she gave up the dream. On the other hand when a moment came along to plan a wedding or decorate a room, my

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The first problem we encountered was the fact the Mili didn’t heed my warnings (something she does to this day, a trait that jumps back-and-forth between endearing and irritating) of how cold Utah gets. I had told her that she should concentrate on sweaters, wool and alpaca (a member of the llama family who’s fleece is a very good insulator, even better than sheep’s wool). She said, “I

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I had more or less of a plan. According to the INS we had 90 days to get married, after we got married we had to fill out a whole new set of forms, pay $200 and she would get her conditional permanent resident status for two years. After that we would pay a whole new fee and fill out a whole new set of forms and that would be the last hurdle for the next ten years or was that two? Then it

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It was November and it was the first time I had been to the airport since 9/11 and the new excuse for violating human dignity (and civil liberties) came into play, they called these excuses 'increased security'. At least people didn't have to take their shoes off at the security point yet, that was still a couple of months away. I was nervous, worried and filled with a scary new hope. Her

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At that time Xbox had come out and I was studying whether to buy an Xbox or a Playstation 2. I really liked Halo on Xbox, but my sister said I should come to her house in Salt Lake and try out her Playstation 2. With what I was going through I thought it was a good idea to get a distraction in my life. While I was there I called Mili. At long last she answered. I was so happy just to speak

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September 11, 2001 at about 7:30am MST. I turned on the television for the morning news as I did every morning before I went to work. I liked to listen to the strange crimes that go on and make fun of the TV anchors that tried to be funny and all they had to report on was a sale at some store in Salt Lake. Some might say I’m a little psychotic, but I was happy that something interesting was

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Our relationship began to suffer. Mili was becoming impatient. “Why are they doing this to us? Why don’t we get married here?” (She knew that she didn’t want her children to grow up the same way she did, but she said it anyway. Although I believe that she knew that no matter what they would have a better life no matter where.). The idea was appealing but I had learned that we would have to

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Now the hard part...The only difficult part about making a big decision, like marriage is all the paperwork that goes along with it. As soon as I got home I began to research exactly what it was going to take to bring Mili to the US. The following week; I sent a form, a set of pictures, and a copy of my birth certificate with $95.00 to Nebraska. We continued to chat and write letters. The

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I'm not going to keep doing this, you guys can just scroll down. Fine, we were in Perú and getting to know Mili, her family and her culture.I don’t know how long I slept. It was probably only an hour, but when I opened my eyes I was looking right into Mili’s eyes. “How long have you been awake?” I asked. “Only a moment.” “All right,” I rolled onto my back and tried to go back to sleep. “

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We had confessed our love for each other and decided that I had to go to Peru in order to find out if we were compatible.I flew down to Peru the first week in May and I was going to spend a week. We would spend twenty-four hours a day together (except for the sleeping in the same bed or house) it was going to get a little weird, or so I thought on the way down. When I emerged from customs she

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Let's see, now I'm going to have to figure out were I left off. Okay, I just brought my own computer and Mili and I had started chatting online.A month or two of letter writing and chatting and the whole course of our relationship changed. One night we were chatting, it was about eleven p.m. in Utah and one a.m. over there. We were in that state of Mormon drunkenness that people get into when you

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Do I really have to do this introduction thing every time? You could just scroll down. Okay, anyway, last time we had just exchanged e-mail addresses...The next day I thought about writing her. The talk we had was very enlightening and felt nice. I’m not one to believe in love at first sight but some that have heard this story would say otherwise. I wanted to continue that kind of dialogue.

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When we last left our hero... -where was I? Oh yeah- I was calling my a sister missionary that I knew."I’m looking for Milagros. Is she at home at the moment?” “That’s me” “Hi, I don’t know if you remember me but I’m Elder Breakdown or at least I used to be.” Her voice dropped a little. If I remembered right she didn’t care much for my companion or myself very much. It didn’t help that my

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This is going to be an ongoing segment. I wrote this story some time ago but since it's a little long I am going to break it up into bits. Anyway, here we go.It was just after Christmas and before New Years. It was that special time of year where you just spent a whole day with your family and you are gearing up to spend a whole night with your friends. It’s that transition time where you are

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Now having grown up in mormonville my whole life I don't have a lot of experience talking to people of other faiths, well about faith anyway, I talk to them all the time. Since most everyone I know are of the LDS faith we have a lingo and sometimes we take it for granted. Nevertheless, I had an experience this past week that reminded me what a weak willed fool I am when it comes to openly

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Now my wife and I consider ourselves to be Liberal Mormons. I could go over all the things that we believe that go against the grain but then you could read all the wonderful things I've written, and I wouldn't want to do that.Anyway, one problem that my wife and I can't seem to come to any real conclusion is the one about body modification, primarily breast enhancement. I am pretty sure that

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I've always tried to be honest with my kids. If I say I am going to do something I, for the most part, am willing to go all the way with it. This goes along with plans for family activities, games and punishments. Of course I will be the first to admit that I probably hand out more second chances then my kids deserve but for the most part I believe that they learn the lessons and that is what

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First of all I would like to thank the people out there leaving their trash in the wilderness. This picture was taken with my cell phone and has a wonderful view, except for the trash. Please if you are going out to enjoy nature please remember that this mother isn't going to pick up after you.Anyway, I've never been a camping kind of guy. I did the whole scouting thing, but it didn't hold.

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Okay it's Mother's Day so of course I wish all the mothers out there a Happy Mother's Day.Now I just want to talk a little about the closest mother in my life at the very moment. My wife and the mother of my children. My wife as I have stated plenty of times is Latina and her first language is Spanish. She grew up in a third-world country (although she takes offence when I call her country a

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Ah, the good old days. If only I could make the screen go fuzzy and make a sound like glass tinkling then the mood would be set to flash back to my mission.I was serving in a little town in the middle of nowhere. A friend of mine called it the butt-crack of the world, we just called it Aplao. Anyway, one day we had to bus in all the way to Arequipa, a three hour trip. We had some regional

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One of these days I will have to sit down and explain the complex system that is my in-laws. Suffice it to say that Days of our Lives, could be pulling out story lines out of my in-laws for another couple of decades. I wish I was exaggerating.Anyway since I'm on the topic of family. My in-laws recently invited me to join a website that is one half social network and one half genealogy with a

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One of the worst parts of being a Mormon is that God doesn't feel the need to tell you everything. In the Doctrine and Covenants it says as much. I don't mean as far as reveling how everything works, but more along the lines of how you should live you life right down to the letter. Often times you just have to play it by ear and make your best judgement. Sometimes you find out later that it

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I am not a stalwart Mormon. I commit more sins then I care to admit, and more that I have just gotten used to. Nevertheless when Conference time comes around it feels like my eyes have been opened.I mean sometimes when you are going on with your life from day to day your morals get a little withered away. Well that's how I feel. I mean you feel a little less bad about skipping you scripture

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It's not often that I come across something that really inspires me, but these past couple of weeks I've found something that really made an impression on me. Although I do feel a little silly admitting it, because it isn't scripture or anything all that religious. I could of course fall on the idea that anything that inspires a person to do good is from God, but I've always been a bit hesitant

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Well, I've been fooling around in facebook for a little over a month now and I've been feeling like I should say something about it and my goals for it.First of all Facebook is a lot more fun than I thought it would be. The games are addicting at first, although the real trick is to start them; leave them for a couple of days, then come back. My big problem with all the games is that I can't

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There are a lot of discouraging things out there. As soon as I start out on a new path I will often find many reasons why the path I'm on may just very well not be worth the effort. I just want to share a couple of my latest discoveries and maybe reflect on them.After I got off my mission I went back to my old job. There I made some friends, one of my friends was an older gent from the same

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This week I've come across a couple of instances were the topic of interracial marriage has been brought up. This doesn't usually happen so I am going to take it as a sign, of sorts, that it's time that I address the issue.As anyone that reads my blog should know by now; I'm married to a Latino woman. I am confused with the use of Latino in this case, it sounds more right to me to say Latina,

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So my wife is planning a trip to her country of origin, and she is taking the kids with her. I'm not going because the money that we've put away isn't quite enough for all of us to go, so I get to be the one left behind; besides, I don't have enough vacation for the amount of time that my wife and the kids are going to be there.Nevertheless my wife insists that I should buy a ticket and stay for

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Ever little once and a while I am convinced that God has stored up punishment for all my little sins and has to release them all at once. Not Big, Smiting, type of punishments. Just the punishments for not being as good of a person as I could be: Not being as nice to my fellow creatures, missing a prayer, really wanting to swear, adding my own lyrics to hymns, teaching my kids little habits

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I've been thinking a lot about the mission lately. Could it be because it's been ten years since I was on my mission? Could it be that since I've been on facebook I've been in contact with a couple of people from the mission? Or is it just because I am feeling old because when I go to class I am hanging around guys that got off their mission maybe 3 months ago. I'm thinking the last of

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As the school semester drags on and as the homework assignments get either harder or just more numerous (it's hard to tell) I continue to battle with the monster commonly called stress; and as most experts agree stress is BAD! Anyway as the stress piles on I have begun to investigate a number of ways to manage my stress and hopefully keep my head on straight.Prayer and Meditation; Overall the

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So the university that I so delightfully attend thought that we shouldn't miss our Monday classes for the holiday so instead of missing out on my classes for Monday we were told that we would have to come in on Tuesday to have our classes.Apart from being one of the more backward things I've heard it really was rather inconvenient. I went out of my way to have my classes on MWF. It was overall

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Of all the reasons that I had that kept me from going back to school there is one that I forgot to mention and it's the one that angers me the most.I hate people that tell me how to think.I love to write. I've written a lot more since I graduated, I feel this is due because I can write about what I want, when I want and however I want. Sure it doesn't pay, but then again I do it just because

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A long time ago back when I used to be an Ultra-nerd instead of the Mega-nerd that I am now. I used to play a RPG that had a chapter of the same name that I am naming this post. From time to time I like to say it out loud to people whenever it suits the situation.The problem that I face as a Mormon Father is that I have a lot I get to deal with on a daily basis. The worst part is that since I

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So far this semester I've been able to keep up with my homework. I've been completing my homework assignments at least a day before they are due. Overall I've been pretty proud of myself, but lately I've been more and more afraid that any day now I'm going to slip up and face the horrible monster called procrastination.Well, today might be that day. Of my three classes I have completed the

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I've really tried to avoid joining Facebook. I've looked at Facebook the way some literary snobs look down on popular literature. I thought I was above that kind of thing.Call it like you will but as I have reached the delightful age of 30 and I've come to ponder more and more about who I am, where I am going and where have I been. The allure of Facebook with all it's promises of being able to

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I'm having one of those days when you just feel tired. I guess I could blame it on the fact that I was up a bit later than I should have but that would mean that it was my fault and I'm not going to pass up the opportunity to blame some unknown source. Nevertheless it doesn't take from all the feelings of frustration that I have been feeling.The problem is that with the economic downturn everyone

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I really don't have a lot to say overall. Between work school, and family I really haven't had much time to think nor have I really wanted to think because if I start thinking then I start worrying about everything and that doesn't do anything other than keep me up at night and I need as much sleep as I can get. Although as far as school is concerned I shouldn't worry because I've been keeping

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As I was going to church this morning I saw this painted on our church wall. I will admit that we don't live in the safest of areas but I always thought that there was always an understanding that you don't defile churches, I guess I give these people too much credit. So I just want to say thanks to the guys that thought that it would be fun to spray paint a church. I hope that someday they will

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I always like to try new things, especially when it comes to blogging. So here I am out and about, trying this mobile-blogging thing.

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I've put off going back to collage for a while now and now that I'm back into the swing of things I am reminded about all the reasons why I've been putting it off.Humility; One of the great things of working in my current job is that most of the people don't have an education that exceeds a basic high school education. It's kind of fun to be able to tell people that I speak two languages and

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If depression were a disease (well, a disease caused by a virus or bacteria), then I would have no immunity. Seems like every time I come across someone that's depressed I can usually hang around long enough to help alleviate their depression for a time. Then in only a matter of an hour after I've left them I begin to find myself sinking uncontrollably into the same abyss. Worst part is that

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So as I continue my sometimes foolish quest to get more education I am doing whatever possible so that I don't spend a penny more than I have to. Beyond the costs of tuition there are all sorts of costs that the University tells you you need to spend at there are all sorts of these spendatures that you really can avoid.Parking Permits: I've always hated these things because the chance of

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From time to time men get together in front of women and try to impress them with how they were total rebels back in High School. Some people have stories of streaking, ditching class, putting a tack on the teachers chair, etc... but I usually trump all of my Mormon friends because I can say in total honesty that I was kicked out of school. You got it, I was told to go to the principle's office

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When I first got home from my mission my first calling was primary teacher of the 5-6 year-olds. I don't think I did a great job, but I think the kids had a good time and they didn't seem to hate me. Then again how could they hate someone that would bring candy almost every week. Well once again I'm in the primary with my wife. Last Sunday my wife didn't get much sleep. My son is trying to get

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Well... Hm... This post isn't one that I've really been looking forward to writing but I should write it anyway at least for my own benefit. My dog died on Sunday, he was ran over by a car that didn't even bother to stop or brake just outside our house. We found his broken body a few minutes after it happened. My wife absolutely loves dogs, I figure the reason for this is because though out her

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Last year I started a little tradition. That of adding a little family letter to our Christmas cards. I've tried to stay away from the standard format of general boasting and just wanted to give people a laugh.Once again the Breakdown family is sending you the most valued gift a person can hope to receive during the Christmas season. A greeting card and a piece of paper that you can display in

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I think I can say with a fair amount of confidence that I grew up in a proud family. I don't think that we were haughty, but we were not a people that really went outside of the family if we needed help. For that reason I feel kinda odd about the world right now.I've spent most of my life were I've been self-sufficient. I had enough for my needs, sometimes a little more that I could share but not

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Overall it's been a tough year for furnaces. Must have something to do with the winter starting as late as it did.Over the past couple of weeks I've been getting this feeling of impending doom. Not the regular feeling of impending doom that I'm used to, but a different kind. I have been increasingly worried about how precarious our financial situation is. I know we could be doing better if my

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Since becoming a husband and father there has been a scripture that I have referred myself to with reasonable frequency. That is D&C 121:41, I will cut and paste it here just to go over it, "No power or influence can or ought to be maintained by virtue of the priesthood, only by persuasion, by long-suffering, by gentleness and meekness, and by love unfeigned." Oh sure we all know that it would

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As a Mormon I've had to accept a couple of things about the world around me. For one, I have to realize that I'm am never going to be able to understand everything that the Lord passes down, at least in this life. Another is that Mormons, for the most part, are about families and like it or not families are loud.In our building we have an English speaking ward, a Spanish speaking ward, and a

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I think I am around the lower side of average when it comes to home teaching. I usually use my job as an excuse to why I don't do my home teaching but as everyone knows an excuse is just an excuse. Either way I'll do it when the opportunity presents itself, but since I've been banished to the primary the opportunity just doesn't present itself.Anyway the ward just finished reorganizing the home

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Along side my Xbox and in it's hard drive I have a number of games that are great for playing with others. I have a couple that are just incredible for comparing high scores.But what happens if nobody among your friends/family want to challenge your dominance? Not that I don't think they would try if they could but it seems to me that a lot of them just don't care or are interested in the same

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I do a couple of things now and again that drive people nuts, and when I say people I mean my family. I don't know what it is that attracts me to these kind of things but something about them brings me some kind of enjoyment.1. I love to put syrup on my scrambled eggs. It drives my wife nuts because she puts a lot of salt on the eggs then I go screw them up by adding a sugary goodness.2.

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I am a bit of a News nut. I'm obsessed with what is going on in the world today, and if you read my other blog you'd see what I have to say on the subject. I don't want to go on those kind of rants here but there is a bit of concern for me in the news that I certainly need to address here.My wife and I have two kids. We are very happy with the both of them and certainly feel blessed by who

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As I was growing up I was not as masculine as some of my peers and much less so then my older brother. I was never really interested in sports and the like and to be perfectly honest until I was reminiscing with one of my friends five years after-the-fact did I realize that one of the most popular girls in the drama club was only popular because she was, shall we say, endowed? It just didn't

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Throughout my church attending career there has been a quote that has stood out among all the others and that I try to live. I really wish I could say who said it or the circumstances but all I remember is that a older gentleman is talking to a small boy and he says to the small boy "Inside me I have two beasts, one that wishes to do evil and one that wishes to do good, and they fight

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As I've stated before my family and I have been doing everything we can to reduce spending in our household and save. The reducing spending part has been going really well, while on the other hand the part about saving still seems to allude us. I'm not quite sure how that works, I've looked over the numbers more times than I care to count and I've even had my nifty pirated (well, it's not quite

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As my family grows (two-adults, two-kids and a dog) my wife and I are constantly looking toward the future and wondering how it is all going to work out. As of now I have a good job with good benefits and is overall pretty stable. The only drawback is all the government crap that goes along with it, but what won't we do to protect our families from crisis and financial trouble? Either way I got

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There are a lot of things that set me off. Over the years I can safely say that this list has gone down but still there are a couple of things that really get my garments in a bunch.Stay on Task!I recently took a calling to teach the 4-6 year-olds in primary. I did it back when I first got home off my mission so I felt that I could certainly do it again. My big problem is with the Primary

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I can't say that I am a connoisseur of spook alleys but I can say that I've been to a couple. I don't spook very easily, in fact in all of the haunted houses I've ever been in not one has really gotten me spooked. Except for that one I went to as a kid and that a guy actually hung himself and no one noticed until they were closing that evening. But that more spooked me when I read about it the

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One of my favorite demotivators is one called Dysfunction. It says The Only Consistent Feature In All Your Unsatisfying Relationships Is You.Today of all days is way I feel. My worst fear for my kids is that they end up as friendless as I am, as I have been and probably as I will remain. Now this isn't for lack of trying, I have a very acute distaste for social gatherings but I have spent a good

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If you've spent anytime looking at those wonderful pictures that I have on my little slide show then you know that I have a dog.  There is one primary reason we own a dog and that is because my wife loves dogs.  She grew up with dogs and some of her fondest memories of her childhood have to do with her dogs.We had a dog once before but she ran away.  We believe that she was stolen, but we don't

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Every little once and a while everyone, at least I believe everyone, falls into a funk.  My wife had it last week, and still kinda has it.  This week I've got it, bad.  Often I will try and do something I've been putting off in order to get a feeling of accomplishment, the idea is that the feeling of accomplishment will overcome my feelings of uselessness, worthlessness and all those other icky

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So the other day I'm helping my Mom clean out her basement so my sister has a place to put her stuff when she moves on to graduate school.  When out of the blue I discover a box of some of my old stuff, as it turns out I had kept some old lazer-tag toys back when Star War Episode I came out.  I loved these things and my friends and I would play for hours with these things.  Turns out I had at

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As our government gears up to hand out $700,000,000,000 to people who just couldn't seem to live within their means, there are those of us that are doing what we can in order to make every last cent count and finding new and interesting ways to find a couple of extra cents.Long ago I discovered that I couldn't just raid the couch for change anymore.  Couches just don't seem to attract change like

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Ah, my little bike shop.  Just like most Americans with the rising price of gas I've decided to start taking my bike to work.  Truth be told I've been biking to work for over a year now and luckily enough I haven't had a bike problem for the better part of this year, not even a flat tire.Well, the other day I'm riding home from work and I hear this 'TWANG!' and my rear brake partially engages.  I

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Every year since I can remember my family canned.  I always wondered why we called it canning when there were not cans involved.  It's more like bottle-ing.  The main event was and is always the tomatoes.  As a rule I don't like tomatoes.  My family has always grown them in the garden and almost everyone in the family loves them but I don't, although I love everything that comes from tomatoes.  I

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I love technology and all the things that surround it, but ever since my wife and I made the decision that it was better for the kids that she become a full-time-mother then I haven't been able to enjoy the fullness of technology like I used to.  Nevertheless over the years as my kids have grown I've been enjoying the cheaper things and I am amazed by all the stuff that isn't new to most but is

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I've stated before that I have been blogging for a while.  In the past my blogs have more or less been just ramblings.  I've drifted from topic to topic, sharing my opinion as I went along.  The main reason I created this new blog is because I wanted a blog that had a specific purpose.  That purpose being one that I plan to spend my time in reflection on myself and spirituality.  I'll hit and

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So the other day I was asleep and my kids started running around and having a good time and just being kids.  Needless to say, they woke me up and that is never a good thing.  I couldn't get back to sleep and I was very ornery.  I've told my wife that when I'm like that she needs to let me burn off the anger so the tiredness can set in, but I shouldn't rely on that to stop me from being ornery

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I read an article as I was preparing an entry about being more than animals and I accidentally came across this article if there is no God and it inspired most, if not all of this entry.I've supposed that as human beings we are not like the animals, and this got me thinking, well, I can't say so much as to thinking as to watching my dog. The palindrome made me smile as I thought about God as I

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Oh, sure in the early days of the earth Adam and Eve got kicked out of the garden of Eden. Eve got cursed with having to bear children in sorrow while Adam had to work to earn his living by the sweat of his brow. Well, here we are some time later and I think that the curse of the sexes are merging. Women are unfortunately forced to work more and more then ever before making it a woman's job to

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Some people I know have these superpowers. My mom has a type of spider sense. She can sense danger before it happens, well, she doesn't really sense it, she dreams about it. Very close to every time something bad happens to someone in our family my Mom has dreamt about it first. There was a day my Mom woke up one morning having dreamt that my brother was in a car accident (He was on a mission

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I've heard it said that house guests are like fish. They get rotten after three days.I don't agree, in the past year we've had four people living with us for a period of time. The most recent was my aunt-in-law and her daughter and they lived with us for about a week. I didn't mind them at all mostly because they only slept at our house, most of the day they spent getting the daughter ready to

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Since my wife has come to this country she has been plagued with a very distinct lack of friends and the few friends that she does have aren't in the 'good friend' category. I've done everything I can and could so she could make more friends but to no avail, until recently.Recently a family of three (mom, dad, 6-year-old daughter) were baptized into our ward. (Did I mention that we go the the

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When I was on my mission in Peru an investigator once asked me if it was against the Word of Wisdom to self-medicate. At the time, and to be honest I still feel this way, I told her that for the most part it would be a bad idea, but the exception would be if you know what you have and what needs to be done to treat it. For example I always get an ear infection after I get a cold. Every time.

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Among all of the problems I have one of the most annoying ones is the fact that my body seems to have this problem processing vitamin C. I have to take at least 1000mg of vitamin C a day in order to have the proper amount everyone else seems to have as they go through life. The problem that comes from having this kind of problem is the fact that if I don't keep my vitamin C up then my body will

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So a little while ago I ordered some stuff for my bike online, I've done it several times and have never had a problem. When I got this particular package of the two items that I ordered. One of the items was not something I ordered, I was just going to send it back with the proper slip and ask for them to send the right part, but on a whim I called them first. I told them my problem and they

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My little girl has been going to preschool since she was about a year-and-a-half. You might be thinking 'how does a postal worker pay to have his year-and-a-half old daughter go to a preschool?' Well, welcome to the world of little known government programs and living in a bilingual household. For some reason the public school system hasn't figured out that a child can grow up in a bilingual

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I'm a grumpy person when I don't get enough sleep. The worse part is that I work at 2:00am so I have to go to bed in the middle of the afternoon, which is really hard when you are out and about with your family and you have to head back home so you can get to bed by 5:00pm, more often then not I can't do it and when I don't do it for a couple of nights my whole sleep schedule gets thrown out of

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Most people like to congratulate my wife and I on the fact that we are doing our best to make sure our kids learn English (my native tongue) and Spanish (My wife's native tongue). In fact Spanish is all we speak at home. The problem that my wife and I are having is the constant struggle with our kids' vocabulary. As you can imagine our kids are surrounded by English, the TV, most friends,

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A dear friend of mine is going through a crisis of faith as he has never had before. I grieves me so that I cannot contain my disappointment with him as he shares with me his slowly degrading faith. I tried time and time again that there are things that are important and that he should spend his time with those things, I for one had a crisis of faith some time ago were I doubted but I will get

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Once upon a time I used to look at things in a very factual light. I would take whatever facts were available at the time and draw conclusions so that I might make informed decisions or at least as informed decisions as I could make at the time. Sounds like a good way to go about things doesn't it? For me at least it wasn't.You see my wife is quite the character. I love her dearly even though she

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I had a dream during my mission that caused me a lot of grief. It really racked my soul and I spent a lot of time trying to understand why I had this kind of dream. I cringe at the idea of writing what kind of dream it was but allow me to say that for a 20-year-old healthy male it shouldn't be a surprise. Yes, go ahead allow your minds to tip a toe into the gutter for a second just so you know

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Isn't it horrible that as you get older you finally realize all the really good stuff is also really old? Take classic movies for example, the other night as a family we watched I was a Male War Bride with Cary Grant and just the week before we saw An Affair to Remember with Cary Grant. What incredible films! No bad language, no crass humor and the most respectful references to sex (You won't

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Again in my study of the scriptures I came across something that I hadn't considered before. Well, I guess you can say that I had considered it but now more than ever it stands out to me. I was reading in First Nephi Chapter 10, verse 17. Nephi had just heard his father speak about his dream and a couple of things concerning the Jews, but after he had heard all that he wanted to pray about it, so

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Among all of my faults the one that irritates me the most about myself is my inability to forgive my enemies. And when I say that I have a problem forgiving them it's more of a problem of not planning ways to hurt them every time they come to mind or when I see them.I have two primary enemies in my life that I have to make a conscious effort not to hate and/or hit every time I come across them.

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Isn't it curious when you are praying and racking your brain for some bit of understanding suddenly it just comes around the corner and says hello and wants to take you out for lunch?Since I enjoy blogging on a regular basis I surf around some sites that perhaps at one point I will have up on my blogroll. While I read these posts about the LDS faith I am often bothered by flippant way some

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