Disgusting Script of Chorus Line

I can't believe someone would intentionally write a script full of profanity and using of God's name a cuss word. I'm talking about the writer of the script of the Broadway musical play called, Chorus Line. How awful it is to know that someone could actually premeditate blasphemous language and put it into writing. It's one thing to unintentionally be repulsive but it's so sickening when it is premeditated. Well, I suppose that's the reality of what is in the world today. But do we, Christians, have to sit for two hours and listen to all this vulgarism? If our motive in watching shows like this is to be exposed to the real world we are, it's lame. We are already warned of this in the Bible, we do not have to pay anything to learn what is in the world. There's a big difference between going into the world and along the way you hear vulgarity and paying your way to sit for two hours listening to actors using God's name as a cuss word. Blasphemous! That's the right word I can describe the script of the Chorus Line. Well, what can you expect to come out from a writer/choreographer/director who's known to be the first gay who died in AIDS... and Chorus line was supposed to be his memorial to all out there of his kind.

We went to the play only because of our friends, who we love. They have no idea whatsoever what kind of a play it was. They got all our front seats tickets for free and so thought it was a nice date for all of us. The music and dances were entertaining, yes.

After watching Chorus line, I learned that it is very important to read reviews and scripts ahead of the time before watching any play. I just can't stand listening to garbage. It's like eating junk food... and I try to stay away from that to the best of my ability. And yes, I would not spend money on junk food.

My only joy that night was the fact that I and my friend got to dress up for our double dates with our honeys.

Farm

Last weekend, we visited the farm owned by a B-I-L's family. It's a huge property of 16 acre. Anyway, this farm is really not a farm. Well, let me explain... they call it a farm but there's really nothing grown there except on the small vegetable garden. There are two humongous barns but they are not really serving their purpose. My F-I-L mentioned that the government doesn't allow the owners to turn the said land into a real farmland. I don't really know why but anyway... since the land is not planted with any crops, the owners and their friends have used the big space as a driving arena for their four-wheelers and ranger truck. It was so fun to driving those things! We really enjoyed it.

Daddy's Day

For Father's Day, we ate at a Chinese buffet restaurant to make P happy... yes, he loves it there for the huge variety of fruit they offer. P is a big "fruit" eater. He thinks he can't swallow any food with out fruit with it. We wanted to show him how important for me and our daughter, Izzy, that he eats fruit. We want to have a happy leader in our home! And he is... he is a happy leader! He even tries to be happy even when we run out of fruit in the house. Anyway, while "devouring" our Asian food yesterday, our little Izzy gave him lots of hugs and kisses and repeatedly said, "Happy Father's Day, daddy!" We were also talking about our fathers while eating. P got a little emotional at church earlier thinking about his dad. He was reminiscing his wonderful time with his dad growing up. His dad did a great job of training him into a man who values hard work.

We came home and Izzy gave him our gifts and the card we made for him with her scribbles on it. We then, took a long nap. We were exhausted from our busy days last week. After napping, we drove to P's softball. We had fun picnicking before the games. But we were disappointed that his team lost in both games. P was very disappointed, to even say, "I can't play anymore! I played so terribly tonight!". As expected I said, "You don't just give up like that... it's not you." and he said, "I know." Hopefully, his team will do better next week.

Izzy wants to say, "Daddy, everyday is a Father's Day!"

Proverbs 17:6
Children's children are the crown of old men; and the glory of children are their fathers.

Warm Days

It's been really hard to find time to sit and blog these days... it's warm and it feels like I want to make the most of it by doing more outdoor activities. Izzy and I have been taking our afternoon walks, gardening, picnicking and playing in the yard.

The past couple weeks, we have been busy with biking, camping and Paul's softball games. The couch potato season is over! Paul, Izzy (on her trailer pulled by Paul's bike) and I were biking for 8 miles total last Friday and Saturday. I was so sore. I think I pushed myself too hard knowing that it was my first long bike ride this year. But it was good... no pain, no gain... so to speak.

Here are snapshots from our warm busy days...