"Girl" talk

So it's Wednesday night...otherwise knows as "steak night" around these parts. For the last few months my buddy Danny and I have met just about every Wednesday night for a great steak and great conversation. I mean, what could be more manly than a couple of guys having a few beers, steak, and fries and talking about Camaros, Harleys, trucks, football, grocery shopping, self pity, sex, what to cook for dinner, flowers, sex, advice, shopping, boobs, sex, coochy cream, sex, and hairstyles? We have no secrets...and no shame. What's funny is that we do talk about all those things and so much more...we call it "girl" talk because we do get into what goes on in our lives, relationships, and our feelings. We give each other straight up advice, take it or leave it, but it's there. We've had some friends and family join us on occassion and it's a great time for the guys just to talk about whatever is on everyone's mind and to get uncensored advice from each other. Most of the time it's just the two of us, but we always welcome anyone to join in as long as they can handle some "R" rated conversation.

Last night I had dinner with Amanda. Every time we sit down to talk it's hard for me to believe that I can actually have an adult conversation with her. Damn she is gowing up fast. I was watching videos of her recently from when she was almost 3 years old. I was just asking her questions to get her to talk, and she was rattling out the answers like a little chatter box. I sure do miss that. I'll never forget one time I was driving passed the Murphy Oil Refinery in Meraux and she said "I work there Daddy". I said "you do huh? what do you do there"? And she said "I make crawfish, pirates, and air blower motors". Absolulte God's honest truth that is what she said...and she was 3 years old. I almost drove right off the road I was laughing so hard.

So for years I had always come across a lot of churches that are a "First Baptist Church". And I always asked myself "is there a such thing as a Second Baptist Church"? Well, after years of searching I did indeed find a "Second Baptist Church". I was driving in Texas last weekend and there on side of I-10 was the place I had always wondered about. I almost feel let down in a way because I thougth about that question EVERY time I saw a sign for a First Baptist Church, and now I know the answer so what I am going to ask myself now? But alas, the natural progression of what question should be asked has come to mind...after the First, and the Second Baptist Church...you guessed it...does candy corn really taste like corn?

Another of my favorite quotes to live by:

"I was thinking one day and realized that if I just had somebody behind me all the way to motivate me I could make a big difference. Nobody came along like that so I just became that person for myself".