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August 18, 2010 - 11:23 PM July 31, 2010  The wedding party  Who brings this woman?  Father, daughter, and Peter Trieu  A beaming Maddy amongst.  Now just hold on a minute...     ... and with this ring...  ... Man and wife! Even the pastor had a tear.   Time to party!  After all those years of hearing about my dancing experience at the Fox and Firkin, I had no reservations about posting this fine snapshot...   A collage Since I don't have time to write out all the details.  Our little giant learning how to walk on water.   Two Jack Lake   The hapless joys of sandal-clad exploration.   Needless to say, BOTH my shirts got yougurt on them... sigh.  Some good ol' fashioned silliness    The girls planted sunflowers several months ago and look at them now!   I can't help but automate things, it's in my nature.  All eleven of my hanging plants now water themselves automatically.  Caption this: Wise minds think alike...  I'll admit there's enough of a Star Trek fan in me to get this subtle reference spotted on the back of a truck in downtown Calgary...   Sitting on nature's stone fence.      The days are sure getting shorter... As night starts to cover the land earlier and holds it tightly in it's grasp a couple extra minutes every day, we creep along towards fall... August 22, 2010 - 4:54 PM Where would my compass point? True life thoughts inspired by a movie. My wife and I watched one of the Pirates of the Carribean movies the other night, and I came away from it not only mildly entertained but also with a question for my own life that has left me in a state of contemplation. In the movie, Johnny Depp's character Captain Jack Sparrow has a compass that points to whatever you want most. He is frustrated throughout the film because it appears he is torn between two different desires, and so the compass does not reliably work for him. I found myself asking .. myself, "If I had such a compass, to what would it's needle be pointing?" Oh there are many things I want in life. Some are physical items, simple material things — others are less tangible but more important, things such as To be a good father as my father was, To make sure that my wife always knows I love her, To be a man of integrity, honesty, and an upright walk through life. How would a needle even point to such things? Assuming it could however, the question remains. Where would it point? It's been nearly a year since I became married, and I've learned a lot in this time. Some might interject that I have a lot still to learn, I and I would not disagree. One of the things I have pinpointed about my own personality is that I derive much of my feelings of self worth from my accomplishments. I feel continually compelled to get things done &ldash; and in turn feel very good about myself when I've accomplished something. Because of this I find it very hard to relax. To take a break from the busy-ness I create around me feels uncomfortable. Now my version of the list of things to be done sometimes varies significantly from that of my affectionate other, and I get the impression sometimes that she might prefer that I accomplished different things than the ones I do. Achieving harmony here is a work in progress. Would my compass's needle point to my accomplishments? Right now I believe it would point to my bed. BACK to Journal Index |