Tug-of-War With Little Johnny
For better or worse, I am a native Californian. I am like the 5th or 6th generation of Streights that has been born and raised in the Golden State. While I am proud of my heritage and I really like a lot about California, I guess the truth of the matter is that I just don’t think about it that much. When I met and married my sweet little southern belle from the great state of Texas, I became a lot more conscious of my roots. Like any nervous newlywed, I desperately wanted my in-laws to like me. Fully aware of the stigma that everyone in California is a bunch of soft liberals, I was bound and determined to show Andrea’s family that I was no tree hugger. I was just a cowboy that happened to be born out West...
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Me, My Wife and Facebook
I am afraid to admit this, but if push came to shove and my wife was forced to choose, odds are 50/50 - on a good day - that she would choose me over Facebook. She is someone who thrives on relationships, and Facebook is all about staying connected with friends and family. She has countless friends who would be there in a moment’s notice for her because she is that kind of person. She is outgoing, loving, caring, and just honestly loves interacting with people. I also enjoy being around people, but it can take quite a while before I warm up to new relationships. I don’t know if its insecurity, trust issues, or some other self-imposed hurdle that I have, but new situations tend to cause me some heartache. Andrea, on the other hand, could be dropped into a room of complete strangers and within hours she would have several new, meaningful friendships. That's just who she is. I have always been impressed, and a tad jealous, of her ability to be herself, be outgoing and develop these great friendships in a variety of different situations. She was a “social networker” before there were social networking websites. Now that Facebook is around, she has taken it to a whole new level...
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What I Learned From a $0.02 Slinky
There was a time in my life when I really enjoyed eating out at restaurants. At least I feel like there was. It’s kind of like a distant, fading memory, but I seem to remember occasionally hopping in the car with Andrea, heading to a nice restaurant, and truly enjoying a relaxing meal together. Great conversation, great food. It was the life. Plus, there is an almost magical quality about enjoying a meal without having to cook or clean that I find incredibly exciting. Makes me feel a little like royalty – just pick from the menu and voila, there it is right in front of you.
To be clear, I have never been someone who could sit through a 3 hour "dining experience", but there is no denying the fact that, at one point in my life, going out to a nice restaurant for a wonderful meal was quite a treat. My children, whom I love more than life itself, have somehow managed to take that away from me...
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