Sunday, April 23, 2006

Just Fiddling Around

“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” I feel sort of like Tevya in Fiddler on the Roof for this post. Today I’m just sharing snippets of interest.

Actually a good one came this morning. My pastor made a confession that rocked the church—to be fair, I’ll put it into context. He began a new sermon series on relationships and is using a driving/rode motif to illustrate his points. Today his focus was that no one likes a road hog. And in the midst of this very spiritual, moving sermon, he asked of the married people in the congregation how many disagree with their spouses on the types of movies they like to watch. Hands flew up all over (mine and Phil’s included). And that is when Pastor Steve confessed. He likes movies where somebody blows up—he’s not picky, he just wants bloodshed and mayhem. However, his wife prefers something to make her cry. He went further. After the last Elder’s Meeting (a grueling one that saw my own Elder/hubby crawl in way after his bedtime) he popped in Rambo First Blood to feel better.

Something about knowing that little quirk about Steve leaves me unsettled. However, the men in our congregation had else to say. Especially when I suggested a good ol’ chick flick comedy (and yeah, Jen, I was thinking about your favorite nail polish at the time) instead of a tear-jerker. Uh, no. Rather it was countered we find one where the hero blows up things, but sheds a sensitive tear in the process. Where’s the chick flick fun in that, I ask you?

So, before I let flashbacks from Steve’s confession and the resulting aftershocks scar me forever, I’ll switch topics.

One of my very favorite people in the whole world—yeah, he’s got a corner on the market most of the time—is having a birthday this coming Tuesday. He will officially be old. But that’s okay, I’m learning to like antiques. Happy birthday, dear husband of mine. I love you.

And with that I will wish you all abundant blessings!


Unknown said...

Woo hoo! Happy birthday to Phil!

In our house, I tend to like movies where things blow up, too, as long as it's believeable. I remember watching Rambo with my younger brother who is now a cop. It was just horrible. I do have my limits. Chick flicks are fun too, but I don't like a lot of melodrama.

Sabrina L. Fox said...

My first movie in a theater was Lethal Weapon 4. I know...why start with 4? My big cousin paid for my ticket if I'd go see it.

Ah, I love a good action packed blood bath. Sigh. My favorite TV show is Alias and after I watch it I totally go around the house acting like I can kick my hubby's behind. Smile. I know, I'm twisted! At least I don't watch that stupid humor stuff. Ack, I hate that stuff. Anyway, have a great birthday, Phil!

Malia Spencer said...

Happy Birthday Phil!

My first movie was a drive in. The 'rents packed me in my little car seat and according to them I slept through Lady and the Tramp. But it's a great family movie. So at least I can say I saw it in a drive in theatre that no longer exists. Ah the good old days, well I guess they are since I was too little to remember. :)

Phil said...

Tuesday wasn't a "happy" day. But, some days are like that!