(Disclaimer: This is not actually a religious post, I'm just weird and that's how I'm starting out today. Also, did you notice? Already starting out in parentheses. Yep, there's gonna be lots.)
Which of the 10 Commandments is the hardest for you to keep?
If I had to choose I'd say it's Number 10, Thou Shalt Not Covet. I feel sometimes like G-d tacked it onto the end because A) He wanted to make my life difficult and B) He has a thing for even numbers. I don't really have a problem with the other commandments. No G-d but G-d, no idols, don't take His name in vain, and keep the sabbath are not very hard. And I don't have a problem with not stealing or not committing adultery or not killing someone because I don't want to do those things. Also I don't lie and I love my parents. So up until No. 10 I was doing pretty good.
Then WHAM! Don't want what your neighbor has. And the first thing mentioned is their house. The other stuff, my neighbors wife, his yard, his animals, his slaves (thank G-d the neighbors don't have any slaves, it'd be weird) are non-issues. But houses are my weakness, even parts of houses can do me in.
I'll give you an example.
(Let me explain, no there is too much. Let me sum up.)
(The nerdy side of me wanted to use that quote but this really is going to be more of an explanation than a summary. I just included it so other nerds out there could have something to smile about. If you smiled you're welcome. You're also a nerd, in case you didn't know. Totally a compliment.)
This is where the real gist of the post begins.
Last night I was on the computer and when I looked up I saw the most glorious pink light coming through the windows. I rushed outside to see the sky and it was, indeed, amazing. I sat on the porch with the dogs for about an hour while the sky turned from brilliant pink to gold to dark blues and grays. Thunder and lightning and wind. It was incredible. Others in the neighborhood were out enjoying it too. I loved every minute of looking at the sky.
I did not however love every minute of looking at my porch. Why? Because my porch is...kind of...ghetto. There's no other word for it. To be politically correct I'll go with neglected. It's sad really. I would take a before picture but I don't have a camera. (I even Googled "ghetto porch" but none of the pictures were as bad as our porch.) There are 2 lawn chairs, a rolled up rug (there when we moved in), a box of random stuff belonging to Zach, and a broken porch swing that's way too big anyway. And by broken I mean it's the kind that can stand alone in your yard but someone was sitting on it recently and one of the chains broke. It wasn't us.
(You might be wondering where I sat for that hour on my porch. On the broken swing. How? Very, very carefully.)
So in anticipation of this week's project aka The Great Porch Overhaul I decided to post some delightful pictures of porches I wish were mine.
In fact, someday I intend to build a house that has identical porches from all of these pictures. That's right, all six of them on one house.
I can't decide if it will be a hexagonal house or just a house with a wrap around porch on the first and second floors. Excessive?
I call it Porch Envy, and I've had it all my life.
So to wrap this up, someday when I have a porch like one of the above then I will be perfect. Until then, I'm hopelessly flawed. Porch Envy being my only negative quality. (HA!)
I'm thinking I'm gonna go with one Mother of All Porches including 4 rocking chairs, 3 porch swings, and the hammock. Yes?
Which of the 10 Commandments is the hardest for you to keep?
If I had to choose I'd say it's Number 10, Thou Shalt Not Covet. I feel sometimes like G-d tacked it onto the end because A) He wanted to make my life difficult and B) He has a thing for even numbers. I don't really have a problem with the other commandments. No G-d but G-d, no idols, don't take His name in vain, and keep the sabbath are not very hard. And I don't have a problem with not stealing or not committing adultery or not killing someone because I don't want to do those things. Also I don't lie and I love my parents. So up until No. 10 I was doing pretty good.
Then WHAM! Don't want what your neighbor has. And the first thing mentioned is their house. The other stuff, my neighbors wife, his yard, his animals, his slaves (thank G-d the neighbors don't have any slaves, it'd be weird) are non-issues. But houses are my weakness, even parts of houses can do me in.
I'll give you an example.
(Let me explain, no there is too much. Let me sum up.)
(The nerdy side of me wanted to use that quote but this really is going to be more of an explanation than a summary. I just included it so other nerds out there could have something to smile about. If you smiled you're welcome. You're also a nerd, in case you didn't know. Totally a compliment.)
This is where the real gist of the post begins.
Last night I was on the computer and when I looked up I saw the most glorious pink light coming through the windows. I rushed outside to see the sky and it was, indeed, amazing. I sat on the porch with the dogs for about an hour while the sky turned from brilliant pink to gold to dark blues and grays. Thunder and lightning and wind. It was incredible. Others in the neighborhood were out enjoying it too. I loved every minute of looking at the sky.
I did not however love every minute of looking at my porch. Why? Because my porch is...kind of...ghetto. There's no other word for it. To be politically correct I'll go with neglected. It's sad really. I would take a before picture but I don't have a camera. (I even Googled "ghetto porch" but none of the pictures were as bad as our porch.) There are 2 lawn chairs, a rolled up rug (there when we moved in), a box of random stuff belonging to Zach, and a broken porch swing that's way too big anyway. And by broken I mean it's the kind that can stand alone in your yard but someone was sitting on it recently and one of the chains broke. It wasn't us.
(You might be wondering where I sat for that hour on my porch. On the broken swing. How? Very, very carefully.)
So in anticipation of this week's project aka The Great Porch Overhaul I decided to post some delightful pictures of porches I wish were mine.
In fact, someday I intend to build a house that has identical porches from all of these pictures. That's right, all six of them on one house.
I can't decide if it will be a hexagonal house or just a house with a wrap around porch on the first and second floors. Excessive?
I call it Porch Envy, and I've had it all my life.
So to wrap this up, someday when I have a porch like one of the above then I will be perfect. Until then, I'm hopelessly flawed. Porch Envy being my only negative quality. (HA!)
I'm thinking I'm gonna go with one Mother of All Porches including 4 rocking chairs, 3 porch swings, and the hammock. Yes?
Does porch #4 above always come with an ocean view? That might be nice. I think I like #3 the best--plenty of room and SCREENS.
ReplyDeleteYour skittles survey above is missing pink. I like the pink ones best but voted for red since it's my next favorite and pink wasn't on the list.
Yes, porch #4 comes with a built in ocean view. Screens are optional on all porches. Pink skittles, however, do not come in the Original Skittles red bag. But they are delicious!
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