Friday, July 29, 2011

I’m forgetful when I’m crabby

Today I am crabby. And when I am crabby, my wife and kids suffer, because I am insufferable. I get this way when the right combination of conditions create the perfect storm in my temperament.


  1. I have had a phlebotomy, meaning I am one pint low on blood.

  2. I skip a meal, meaning my blood glucose is low.

  3. I forget just how wonderful, right, and good my wife and children are, meaning I know I don't deserve them but I don't want to admit it.

I can blame the former two on physiology. But the latter item is pure jerk. And today it was set off by being awoken out of a nap (I'm aware of the irony that I am complaining while living a lifestyle that allows me to take midday naps!) by my daughter speaking cute-talk to ZsuZsu, the indoor cat. Which is fine, except my seemingly ungrateful Labrador, Cheerio perks up and goes barreling down the stairs to see what is being offered to the pets. Want want want, me me me, more more more. "I'm needy." "I want." "Give to me."

Sigh. Well… she IS a dog. So I'll say no more.

But just as I'm drifting back into sleep, mmmmmm, sleep, I'm awoken by my daughter again, whose all excited about something to do with the Captain America movie and is explaining it to my wife. Logan, who is upstairs outside my door designing a lego-something-or-another perks up and goes barreling down the stairs. "What?!" "Captian-America-what?!" "Did you say something about Captain America?" "Are we going to see Captain America?" Not if I don't get some sleep, you're not!

I usually find it adorable when my children are excited by simple things like seeing a movie. But… today… the perfect storm has brewed… and I am NOT in the mood!

Did I not SAY we would see Captain America?

Did you not believe me?

Aren't we driving all the way to south west Austin tomorrow to go the Lego event and buy you, probably everything?

Where's the thank you for that? Haven't heard it yet?

Didn't one of you just see, like, three movies this month? On my dime? Where's the thank you for that?

Didn't you just get new school clothes, like, a month early? Hmm? Thank you?

Don't you live a big house I can't afford in the country with two cars in the driveway and four computers and go to outstanding schools and get to do EVERYTHING with your friends so long as it isn't illegal, immoral, or fattening?

Didn't you FORGET Father's Day?

Don't you have chores to do?

(Insert exasperated sigh here)

By tonight, I will have remembered that Mahalia is an excellent student who sacrifices evenings and weekends to serve her community in the Civil Air Patrol. That she is beautiful and funny, and doesn't know it, and doesn't care. That she gets everything, but asks for nothing.

That Logan has overcome so much since his premature birth and endless months in the hospital, to become a focused student who loves camping, and engineering, and Cub Scouts. He takes his commitment to doing a good deed everyday seriously. He is always anxious to lend a hand, and never complains.

That Mahalia is a tireless reader. She shares my love of mystery and science fiction. She passionately seeks me out to watch old episodes of Doctor Who and X-Files. She fasts, and prays, and reads her scripture.

That Logan shares my interest in Air Power, woodworking, and bad-ass cars. He loves his country and the flag. And.. well.. he knows who Jesus IS anyway.

And Brook… is everything. She's saved me. She's shown me a possibility that was once not even in my understanding. She has brought me grace, and goodness, and hope. She permeates everything I am with her beauty, and laughter, and wisdom. She's done more than complete me, she's my beginning. No poetry does her justice. Majesty doesn't dare speak her name.

Yep. By tonight I will have remembered all of that.

Enjoy your weekend friends,

--Scot

2 comments:

  1. You complete US, especially me. We wouldn't be who we are without you. We love you, crabbiness and all.

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  2. Great post. It is sometimes difficult to remember all the great things in our life when the pressures of work is coming down.

    Keep up the great posts.

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