I could care less; in fact, I have to
We all hear a lot about micro-managers and control freaks. No one addresses why someone is a control freak or micro-manager, though.
I am a foster parent, I've had probably 20 kids in my house at some point or another. There was one child who lived with us for about 2 years with whom, I figured out after he moved out, I had a caring gap. It worked like this: If I cared more about something than he did, he didn't have to care. He took it to the extreme, and the more I tried to help him get it together, the less he tried. Then I realized this is the same thing as with my children -- the teenagers in particular -- co-workers, - heck, my wife and friends. People off-load caring. If you care more than them about something that they should care more about than you, then, whew!, they don't need to care anymore. You are doing it for them.
Whatever the problem is does need to be cared about, so if someone, anyone, is doing it, great.
Bailey Ray
My wife wrote a great post about our dog. The best dog ever. He will be missed. Here's my take.
In Which Corpus Christi Champion Toyota lost my business
In March 2009 we took our Toyota Sienna to the dealership where we bought it - Corpus Christi Champion Toyota - for the final part of the huge pain-in-the-butt service packet I stupidly bought into. They made it sound like a good deal but we paid stupid tax for 3 years on it.
So on this date while they are doing the oil change they tell my wife that we need four new tires. Great, she says, we have the replacement warranty for that. Oh, says they, you don't need them after all.
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It’s in the Bank. For good.
My lawn is a little scraggily. My 16 year old mows it now, and only when it really needs it. He does a pretty good job, about as well as I'd do it. My house doesn't look too bad, nothing like that yard in Malcolm in the Middle. But, it's not the picture of perfection. It's average. No one passes by and gasps, either because it's a recent winner the Lawn of the Week, or looks like this.
But that's okay with me. I was thinking yesterday that the time I don't spend on the lawn is spent with family, in general. My weekends are full of family stuff and weekends are when I'd otherwise do the extra lawn work. The difference is, the time with family will always, always, always be time in the Quality Time bank or "Dad Look at Me!" bank. If it's not a definitive memory made, it at least has that potential.
If you win a Superbowl championship but hawk the ring, you are still a Superbowl champion. You could murder someone and be thrown in jail, declare bankruptcy, get divorced, die, whatever. You are still a Superbowl champion. No one can take that away. That's the same thing about time with the kids. No one can ever take away that time I've already spent, and every moment is more important to them than if I won a Superbowl championship.
The lawn would just need more work next Thursday.
Ingleside Gold Course Map (photo)
Just for reference, here's the new (as of Summer, 2009) Ingleside Gold course, par 65. Not only is the course relatively long, but the fairways are narrow. There isn't much elevation change, but that's the only thing missing from this difficult course.
