American Idol: Don’t Vote for Sanjaya

Every Thursday, I will write about American Idol, because I can’t let this no talent pretty boy win. If you have watched this show and have voted for Sanjaya, shame on you….because he can’t sing. All he can do is smile and make his hair look funny.

I’m a big fan of Phil Stacey. He will not win, but he has the best voice of the boys. What’s hurting him is his bald head. We white boys don’t look that good bald. But man, he can sing and he’s been toward the bottom twice now. And if he gets booted before Sanjaya, well, this country has lost its flippin’ mind.

My hands-down favorite, and Jaclyn’s, is LaKesha Jones. She’s a big girl with a whole lot of voice.  She, Melinda Doolittle and Jordan Sparks—a sweet 17-year-old full of spirit—have super talent. The winner should come from these three. 

But I have a feeling each one of them could lose to Blake Lewis.I don’t really like Blake. As I said, Phil Stacey is my favorite of the men. But I can at least tolerate him, whereas I want to drive a meat cleaver through Sanjaya’s skull he sings so badly. (Just a joke. No need to call the cops. I don’t even own a meat cleaver.). Blake reminds me of somebody who used a lot of X…. Look for a glow stick performance in the future.

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Wedding date is Friday, May 25. Read this post for more information.

Tux and stuff

I ordered tuxes last week. And Jaclyn wasn’t with me.

“What are the wedding colors?” the tux lady asked.

“I don’t know. Red and black, I think,” I said.

“Do you know what her dress looks like? You shouldn’t, but do you?”

“I think it’s red.”

“What shade of red?”

“I didn’t know red had shades.”

“Well, I need something to go with. Is it a traditional wedding?”

“I guess so.”

“What do you want your tux to look like?”

“I don’t know.”

The lady helped me realize that all I cared about was Jaclyn. The tux and the colors and the other stuff mean nothing to me. But they mean something to her. That meant the tux couldn’t look stupid. 

“Simple,” I said. “And no bow ties. I want a regular tie. With a vest.”

“Colors?”

“Black and white. White tie. White vest. White shirt. And black everything else.”

I looked at one tux, liked it, and picked out my best man’s tux. It took me 30 minutes. I doubt Jaclyn’s dress shopping venture was that quick.

“Have your fiancé call me,” the lady said. “I want to make sure she likes everything we picked out.”

Jaclyn called her. And she changed the white to an “off” white—whatever the heck that means. I just know I’ve got to show up May 1 to get measured. I need to lose a few pounds before then, though.

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Wedding date is Friday, May 25. Read this post for more information.

New Nursing Job for Jaclyn

Today, Jaclyn started a new job with the University of Louisville Hospital. And I’m so proud of her. It was a big step for her, especially since she loved her old job at Ten Broeck hospital.

Since we’ve been together, I’ve really pushed Jaclyn to build her nursing career / acupuncture practice. I have talked her into blogging about acupuncture and creating a site for her practice. These tactics have been great marketing tools for her. But I’ve only just begun promoting her talents….She is so smart that she could do anything. But Jaclyn doesn’t always realize her potential. She is a doctor of Oriental medicine (acupuncture and herbology) and an RN. {Before she chose the medical field, Jaclyn was in theater and is listed in the film credits of one movie.}

I really believe Jaclyn could be one of the first acupuncturists to make a difference in mainstream medicine. And I think this new position will help her see this potential. UL Hospital is a great research facility and hopefully she can rub elbows with the right people.

Even if she doesn’t make the research leap, I am proud of her. She took a risk, got a raise and gets to wear scrubs every day. She’s happy. I’m happy. The cats are happy.

What’s more, earlier this year, she supported me when I went out on my own to start FredWrite.com. Now that the roles are reversed, I am glad to have been there for her. She told me a few weeks ago that I’m the first person she comes to for advice. Not her parents. But me. I think that’s probably the best compliment a future spouse could receive.

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Wedding date is Friday, May 25. Read this post for more information.

A Visit to the Past

From Jaclyn: 

I just got back from a visit to my old stomping grounds in New Mexico and wanted to share a bit about my trip.

Susan, a combination friend, surrogate mother, drinking buddy, and shrink, recently had to undergo surgery to remove a melanoma from her face.  I figured since her husband was off on military assignment, we could get together and forget about our mutual stressors and have a nice girl weekend. 

We did.

I have not shopped for anything but groceries and scrubs for the past year and I made up for it this time – I even bought some Zuni and Navajo jewelry which I never did in the four years I lived up there!  I got to have my Care Adovada with red chile breakfast burrito,  gawk at the mountains, and sneeze uncontrollably at the juniper in the air.  It was a great walk down memory lane.  

I have gone back on a few nostalgic visits since I moved away, but this time was different.  When I lived in Santa Fe and Albuquerque, I was a wild child.  You name it, I did it and with a gung-ho, care-free irreverence.  I lived my early twenties to the hilt . . . and then someone hit the off switch.

I have long suspected that I have become a responsible adult (ahhhhhh!) and this trip was further verification that I prefer snuggling up with Fred to watch some Star Trek than I do boozing it up and booty dancing at a club. 

As I walked around my old haunts and listened to the stories of my friends about their personal lives (is anyone faithful in Albuquerque?), I realize while I may have the occasional wistful memory, I like now the best.

Engaged Encounter Weekend – A wedding is a day, a marriage is a lifetime

 Editor’s note: This post is about our weekend at Engagement Encounters. It was truly a magical weekend for the both of us.

Fred’s story: It was night time and the Church was dark, except for a few candles flickering near the Eucharist. The priest instructed us to come to the altar and grab a candle. One by one, the 20 couples lit their candles and suddenly the chapel was filled with light.

“The light is symbolic of your love for one another,” the priest said.

Holding the candle, burning brightly, I looked into Jaclyn’s beautiful brown eyes. My toes, chest, fingers, arms and legs tingled. And my neck hairs stood tall. I was experiencing pure love and was enamored how gorgeous Jaclyn looked with the soft candlelight illuminating her dark hair.

“Take this moment,” the priest began, “and if you like, ask him or her for forgiveness for a past sin.”

Jaclyn rubbed her soft hands up and down my arm. In her sweet voice, she asked, “who goes first?” My ribs felt heavy. I have told Jaclyn everything about my past: the fraternity, the Army, the many women, the drunken nights and my childhood. But not once have I asked for her forgiveness. Although she knew my demons and worst fears, I feared she would have a change of heart about me.

But she didn’t.

She listened and kissed me on the cheek. And forgave me.
Tears filled my eyes. My heart rapidly raced. And my body was warm all over. I felt closer to Jaclyn than I thought possible.

That’s what the entire weekend was like. Each session brought me closer to my bride to be, and every talk encouraged the fact Jaclyn and I are the perfect match for one another. We talked about finances, children, communication, forgiveness, morality and how to argue fairly—try holding hands the next time you fight and see how little you yell.

This was by far the best weekend of my life, with the most important person of my life. I am so excited to get married. I am in love.

Jaclyn’s story: I was nervous when we arrived at Mount Saint Francis and did not know what to expect out of the Engaged Encounter weekend.  I had a vague idea of lectures and stories by long term couples and that we would come away with some really good tips on household management.  As with the FOCCUS test, I was a little worried that some deep seeded problem in our relationship would surface and that we would not be able to fix it.

In actuality, Fred and I discovered we were even more solid then we thought.

We got to the center on time and saw a lot of couples carrying in bags and being led to separate rooms by other couples.  Most of the guys looked like Fred - like they had been dragged there.  After settling in, we convened in a meeting room and were greeted by the two presenting couples (Steve and Sherry married for 20 years and Sam and Lynn married for 11 years) and Father Mark.  We all introduced ourselves and said what we first found attractive about our fiance before moving on with the real work.

One of the presenting couples along with the priest would present a topic and then we would individually journal about it then privately discuss our answers.  There were over a dozen different sections including open communication, decision making, intimacy, morality, forgiveness, and planning a life-giving marriage. The presenting couples shared some very personal details of their relationship with us – no fluff, the real nitty gritty.  Through their examples, we got advise and tips, but the retreat was about us, not them or any other couple.  In fact, despite the 20+ couples who attended, there was little time to buddy up and mingle.  There was also no “oh look at them”  or pretentious behavior.  

One of the major things I came away with was how sacred marriage is.  Not only did I learn this through our personal reflections, but a also from the group discussion we had with the other couples that involved a lot of personal revelations, sharing of beliefs, tears, and laughter.  The emotional strength of a person to share and reach out to a group of strangers with their intimate fears and questions about faith, marriage, sex, divorce, and sin is a testament to the power of a faithful community.  Before this retreat, I don’t think I ever understood how important marriage was not just to ourselves and our family, but to the Church, to the community, and to God.

I think the most meaningful moment of the entire weekend occurred during the prayer service.  In  a dark church illuminated by one candle we were seated in pews on opposite sides of the aisles from our mates.  This isolation was intentional and powerfully symbolic.  After hearing about the power of forgiveness in marriage, we were called together to the alter to receive our own candle and to sit together as a couple and ask forgiveness from the other.  The experience of sitting in the church lit by the candles of couple’s whispering confessions cannot be articulated in words.  We wrote our own prayer to say together with Sam and Lynn, then sat with Father Mark for blessing and confession.  We then had a small ceremony of anointing each others hands in oil, taking each others hands as Father Mark reminded us that these were the hand that would care for each other, for our family, for our home all the days of our lives – “now give your sweetie a big smooch!”  Even writing this I am feeling choked up. 

This retreat was not meant to fix any problems in a relationship, but to uncover or learn how to cope with them.  In the last discussion, there was even a piece that allowed couples to reflect on whether they wanted to wait or go through with the marriage.  The team couples told us that it has happened more than once that engagement were broken after really having the chance to communicate at this level.  This weekend was also not about making everyone Catholic.  A large percentage of couples were mixed and many of the Catholics there were still struggling to find what their faith means to them in their adult life.  While there were Church positions discussed on certain matters, overall there was little dogma and even less judgement.

Our journals from this weekend will be treasured throughout our life together.  The answers we sought from elders were all the time in ourselves.  There is no way to describe how intense this was for us and how our relationship has grown even deeper in 48 hours.  It is also hard not to get preachy and want every engaged couple to have the chance to go through this workshop.

Because of the depth and detail of the subjects we journaled about, Fred and I realized just what a deep and loving relationship we have.  There are no words I can use to convey what this has meant to us.  Well, maybe one word – Unity.

Out of the Office

Tonight we are heading off to a weekend marriage preparation/pre-cana retreat at Mount Saint Francis Center for Spirituality.  The Catholic Engaged Encounter  weekend is put on by the Archdiocese of Louisville and is led by couples and a priest.  We are curious to see if we are going to be the old couple at age 28 but we are looking forward to meeting with fellow spring and summer knot tiers. 

We also took our FOCCUS (Facilitating Open Couple Communication, Understanding, and Study) “test” today.  We discussed our answersafterward and agreed that it was beneficial for calling attention to potential problems, especially for younger folks who believe love will conquer all, or those with budding substance/gambling issues.  It made us realize how much ground we have covered as so many of the questions were”have you discussed . . .?”

Once the test results are in and we finish getting grilled by senior couples, we will give you an update.