HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (written by kids)

You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
Alan, age 10
No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry.  God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
Kristen, age 10


WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?

Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
Camille, age 10
No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
Freddie, age 6


HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?

You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
Derrick, age 8


WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?

Both don't want any more kids.
Lori, age 8


WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?

Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
Lynnette, age 8
On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
Martin, age 10


WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?

I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
Craig, age 9


WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?

When they're rich.
Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
Curt, age 7
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
Howard, age 8


IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?

It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
Anita, age 9


HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
Kelvin, age 8


And the #1 Favorite is........

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?

Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck. (<-- WTF?!!)
Ricky, age 10

Since Monday was a day off for both Boo and I, we decided to go to Cultus Lake to try out an inflatable raft that he recently had bought. And we brought mango because when she comes, there are guaranteed laughs for us. Oh mango, I love you to bits.  You give me hours of free entertainment.  Anyways...

Here is mango waiting for us in the car infront of my house.  I think she looks really cute in this picture.  Hehe.  So first off, we went to Walmart to get some life jackets because I cant swim. They were ugly so we went to Costco because Boo said they had 'cooler looking' lifejackets (if that's possible), but they were closed so we had to drive back to Walmart.    We wasted a lot of time.  I saw my mom at Walmart that second time though.  Haha.  We also saw Deven at work, whose co-worker's chihuahua is also apparently a big bitch.  So cool, that makes me feel better.  

Here I am feeding mango part of my Mozza burger.  Hee Hee.  What a spoiled dog.  So we eventually reached the lake at, I dont know, like 3:30 or 4pm. I was unaware that Cultus Lake was that far away. 

So I took pictures of mango and I.  I dont remember much about the ride there, so it must not have been that bad.  No complaints.. yet... 

Anyways, so here's Boo blowing up the raft.  Mango is just standing there chillaxing in the sun, unaware of what we're going to make her do.   Haha.  I didn't see any other inflatable rafts out in the water.  Everyone had motor boats.  The only inflatable rafts were used for floating near the shore, and not going out into the open (which is what we wanted to do). 

Here's a packed raft, just before take-off.

When we got out in the water, we couldn't even paddle out cause the waves were too strong.  So this 8 year old kid helped us drag it out past the 'kiddie' area.   And then mango barked at him verociously.    I felt bad.  He was such a nice kid too.  He said to us before that 'That's a cute dog'.  Little did he know.. little did he know..

The waters were kinda rough most of the time.  I tried to help with the paddling, but I didn't help at all.  So Boo had to do ALL the paddling.  Actually, Boo had to swim and tug the boat with him for awhile until we were further away from the shore.  The waters looked rough when we got there, but it seemed to worsen when we got in.  For example:

A picture of the water when Boo was blowing up the raft, and we were still on shore.

Now a picture of the water when we were in the raft trying to paddle away.  WTF.  Anyways, one of the paddles got unscrewed and was floating away and Boo had to dive in half away to get it back.  Haha. 

Boo is not going to like this picture because it makes his arm skinny.  Haha.  But too bad.  This is to show the rough waters as well.  I couldn't even take a picture of Boo paddling, cause the raft kept moving.  But I have to admit that this picture really doesn't do his arms any justice.  They look like my girly arms.  Haha.  But they're not.  They really aren't.  I'm going to try to find an example later. 

ADD ON:  If you look closely, you will see the tags still attached to our lifejackets (as can be seen more clearly in the above picture).  We were planning to return them after we used them (hee hee), but Boo's got wet and icky and mango ripped it.

Anyways,

the waters seemed to calm down a bit after awhile.  And I finally got a picture of Boo.  Too bad I couldn't get him paddling.  Haha.  We ended up near a side of the lake and Boo decided it was time to dump mango in.  I was an idiot and forgot to take a picture of it.  So too bad for now. 

Here's a picture of her afterwards though. Haha. Boo put mango in the water and she sank and didn't rise up for a few seconds and Boo had to raise the leash to pull her up incase she was dying.  Yeah it sounds kinda scary, but it was actually really funny. 

So we were trying to get to the other side of the lake now, but that was nearly impossible. 

This was us at Time A. The tide started to be mean again and no matter how hard Boo paddled we were in the same spot and couldn't get out of that current. 

And then this is us at Time A + 20mins.  No I'm kidding - its the exact same picture.  But you get the idea.  I wasn't too scared though but apparently, Boo was REALLY worried at one point that we wouldn't be able to get back to shore.  He was smart not to tell me at the time though cause I would have started to cry.  Haha.  It's like one of my gazillion worst fears coming true.

SoOoO eventually we ended up near a safe distance near the shore and tied the raft to a bouy (<-?) with mango's leash.  Then Boo got into the water and took mango in for another swim.  PICTURE TIME!

Anyways, as you can see, mango just kept trying to stand on Boo's shoulders to get out of the water.  At one point I think Boo wasn't even holding her and she was balancing on his shoulders all by herself.  It was quite funny.  As you can see by Boo's expression.  Hahahaha.

 I think he kept trying to make her swim away from him but she would always end up near him again.  So I think mango had a change of plans said 'fuk you' to Boo and then started to swim for me in the raft:

Haha.  Look at her face.

Now that's a look of terror.  Anyways, so she was in the water for like five mins and we took her out and rested in the raft. 

A picture of Boo and I resting in the raft.

A picture of mango being all scared in the raft.

I dont think we stayed in the raft for that long afterwards and we got back on shore.  This goes without saying, but packing up sure sucks.  It was so much work (work that I mostly did NOT do though. hehe).  We didnt even dry the raft and it's probably collecting mold in my garage right now with dirty sand and grass bits.  Ew.

A picture of Boo taking mango out to pee in the bushes.  Sometimes mango looks really small and sometimes she looks hoooge.  What an odd dog.  OOoO I love her.

So Boo's arms hurt like shit and he had to carry the raft because I was not strong enough.  Haha.  Poor Boo.  He said that we probably wont be doing this again.  Haha.  That comes as no surprise.  He was paddling for an hour/ an hour and a half STRAIGHT! 

BoOoOBies.  Anyways, so we went to DQ to get desserts and Boo had to get gas.  I wonder how much gas he used that day.  It took almost two hours to drive back because of the traffic. Poor Boo.  He was falling asleep while driving, which honestly was scaring the crap out of me.  And I can't drive his car, so like, EEP!  But we made it home safe.  Hehe.  Then we went to Safeway to buy ingredients for our spaghetti, went home to cook, and went to bed.

Mango was sleeping the whole way back.  Normally she tries to look out the window, but she was pooped.  This was her when Boo was buying gas.  Yes, poor mango.  Too much excitement for my little girl. 

And here's a random mango picture:

THE END.

And a picture of Boo's nephew.

He's the one with the staring problem.
HAHA.

I was just told there is a Beckham Cologne commerical during  Superman. 
DAMMIT!   That alone is almost worth the $11. 
I believe this gives me a reason to post a pic of him that I have saved.  
(*nyuk nyuk* )

Ahh yes..  nice.

My Thoughts on... 
(And since they are my thoughts, it wont make any sense to anyone normal  )

Dumbass Situations.
I admire anyone who can easily fix dumbass situations and anyone who has a situation but not make it a dumbass one.  But it also leads me to curiosity regarding the reactions, behaviours, and results of anyone who is brought up against the potential of the same dumbass situation.  (Definition of a Dumbass Situation?  One in which I am in.) 


Love.
Oh, you tricky bastard.
"There is always some madness in love.  But there is also always some reason in madness."  ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
"Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence."   ~ H.L. Mencken
"There's a lot to be said of self-delusionment when it comes to matters of the heart."   ~D.F  &  A.S

Frustration.
Someone said: You cannot please everyone.  If you try to make everyone happy it will not work because it is not possible.  So do what is best for yourself, and if your intentions are good, hopefully everything will neatly fall into place.  
But...  What if whatever you do, no matter what choice you make, results in someone, including yourself, not being happy?  And, for whatever reason you can't control, it bothers you if anyone you care about will be unhappy with you?  But at the same time, what if making everyone that matters happy results in you not being happy all the time? 

Anxiety.
No matter what I do it's going to have some kind of negative effect on someone or myself.  And no matter who I'm with, there is always going to be that responsibility.  There's an inability in making even the simplest of decisions.  There's an ignorance in believing things are going to be the same and at the same time, not the same. 

Unnecessary Self-inflicted Distress:
Believing in the above.  (see Anxiety)

'What the Fuk'ery..
If A then B
If C then B
Therefore, A and C both result in B.
So, how can in another instance, A and C not result in B, but end with D?!
Oh, Com'on now...    
(Note:  I got a VERY generous C- in PHIL 001, so this metaphor doesn't have much credibility.)

The Power of Hope.
Think of a time when you were hopeful that something would occur (but in the end it didn't).  Imagine when time was beginning to run out (your event had not occured yet) and your hope was transforming from a huge mass to a tiny tiny one, meanwhile an oncoming feeling of dread and despair was taking it's place.  Even during the last moments before being disappointed, that small amount of hope, which was barely even there to begin with, probably still had so much power to make you believe that everything and anything was still possible.  And even when it was over, it seemed like it couldn't possibly be true or that there must have been a mistake.  AMAZING isn't it!?  

But could it be possible that it was because the hope wasn't all that small near the end?  Or no matter how much hope you have, whether it be 'big or small', hope is just hope - it's not quantifiable.  But then why the increase in despair?   *shrugs shoulders*

Irony?
Two people.  Love each other tremendously.  Both stubborn as hell.  Most of the relationship has been turbulent and abnormal, which has resulted in resentment from both sides.  Both do not want to live like this, or even for that much longer really.  Both will not budge to make the other person happy or understand certain circumstances, even though both are fully capable and willing. 

Why?  Wants to see the other person show it first. 
Why?  Because both feel like they have done enough. 
Why?  Both don't feel appreciated or understood.

Complications?!  Many.  Especially since the dynamics of the relationship have changed dramatically within the past few weeks.  But with or without, would still be in a similar situation.  And, if change happens, would it last?

Summary:  They're hungry for something and the ingredients are there for a more than amazing result, but both don't even want to step into the kitchen.  Albeit, it's one DIRTY fuked up kitchen and definately needs some cleaning first because you can't make a mess and expect it to just go away on its own.  So what are they doing instead?  They're doing nothing but ignoring each other hoping the other will walk into that kitchen to clean up the mess and cook.  Meanwhile, they're both just going to piss each other off while waiting.  And then ultimately, their immaturity is going to result in starving themselves to death of anything good.  

So here we have two people hanging on a thread...  that same damn thread. 


Bitterness.
It didn't have to be this way.  But it is. 

Desperation:
I know what I should do to possibly make myself happier. 
But it is not what would make me truly happy.
And what would make me the most happy, now seems so out of reach.  

ADD ON THAT'S UNRELATED:
Sigh of Relief.
I saw Beckham on TV doing a press conference, but I couldn't hear what he was saying so I asked my dad what was going on, and he said Beckham was announcing that he was retiring from international play and isn't going to play for England anymore.  And that sucks cause when the hell do they show Real Madrid playing on TV?!  However, the next day I find out that he had just decided to step down as captain but he's still going to be a player on England's team.  *phew*   See you in four years Beckhie..

Very tempted to put another picture of Beckham right here..