I’m giving very serious thought to canceling my XM Radio subscription.
Last Christmas, Heidi got me this really cool wireless XM Radio — its like an iPod, but receives satellite radio signals. We also got one for her car because traveling through the deserts of Southern Utah and still having over 100 crystal clear, commercial free radio stations pretty much rocks.
I love that XM has stations that you can’t really get with regular radio. My favorite by far has to be Cinemagic – Escape Into the Movies (channel 27). This channel plays scores from movies. All day long. From Lord of the Rings to Pride & Prejudice, from Gladiator to Karate Kid, this channel plays just about everything. I love it.
We also listen to comedy stations, Christian music stations, talk radio, top 40 tunes, music from the 50s, the 90s, and everything in between. Christmastime is especially fun because they offer 5 different stations dedicated to playing uninterrupted Christmas music.
Why then, you may ask, would I want to cancel my subscription? Well, I’m thinking of using the money I would spend on two more one-year subscriptions and using it to pay for a new infertility treatment regimen. I haven’t written in a while about the infertility circus that is my life, but the short story is that all the money we poured into the last treatment ended being a complete waste because all it did was make things worse. This new course of therapy is supposed to fix all that. In all honesty, my faith in modern medicine has taken a big hit, so I’m a bit leery of this new treatment.
I’ll tell you this — I would gladly trade my 100+ commercial free radio stations in for just 100 sperm that actually swim in a straight line. That’s a selling point I could get on board with.
Sometimes it can be hard to be content with the things that life throws your way.
Heidi and I have been struggling with getting pregnant for some time now, and it seems like each time we take a step forward in our attempt to start a family, we get knocked back two steps. Oftentimes, we wonder why God is allowing us to go through this trial. It can become easy for us to look at others who are successfully getting pregnant, and then begin to feel the discontentment with our situation rise up inside and begin to consume us. Feeling contentment in the dark shadow of unrealized expectations can be difficult.
Today God allowed me a six-minute reality check, and suddenly, this burden seems so light.
This Thanksgiving, Heidi and I get to visit my mom’s side of the family in Farmington, New Mexico (a 7+ hour drive from Phoenix). My grandma and granddad and my aunt and uncle live up here, and this is a good in-the-middle-of-all-the-families meeting spot.
As a kid, my family used to drive here and visit at least twice per year. I haven’t been back to Farmington for more than 8 years, and I am really enjoying the nostalgia of this place and of hanging out with family again.
One of the highlights so far is getting to listen to my granddad talk about WWII. He was a B 24 bomber pilot in the South Pacific, and he has some great stories. I’ll probably dedicate an entire post to this in the future — his story makes me swell with patriotic pride.
Whether you are away with extended family, or at home with your loved ones, I would like to wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving!
Sometimes the hardest thing about interacting with people is not knowing what is actually going on in the other person’s head. People in today’s society have made an art form out of putting on a good face and trying to keep up pretenses. Someone can have it all together on the outside and be a complete disaster on the inside. The key is to develop your ability to see through the superficial, and recognize the significant. This requires practice.
I offer you the opportunity to practice today:
I recently came across this test that measures one’s ability to read faces. This requires that you focus intently on looking past the skin and staring into the soul. Can you spot the fake smiles? I was able to get 17 out of 20. That means that if you try to fake smile at me, I’ll know it 85% of the time.
So don’t even try it.
Some of you may know this, to others it may come as a surprise: I am currently working on writing my very first book.
Earlier today, I sent one chapter of my book to a literary critiquing company who has promised to give me very detailed feedback on my work. Their website promises their critique will give me more information than I could have ever hoped for or wanted. Yikes.
I’m really hoping that they see some good potential and that they can offer suggestions that would really take my writing to the next level. I would love to keep writing and eventually see something of mine published. Either way, I have committed to Heidi that I will finish it. More on this to come.
I do not post about sports often, but this play by the Trinity Tigers is absolutely amazing:
GreatLeaps Preschool is quite possibly the best kept secret in the West Valley.
This past August, my wife and her friend Nicole started a home-based preschool in Goodyear, Arizona. Both Heidi and Nicole left their jobs as public school teachers so that they could turn their attention to educating 3 to 5 year old children, and prepare them to experience future success in school.
If you know someone who has been looking for a safe, loving, and academically excellent learning environment for their preschool-aged child, would you mind spreading the word about GreatLeaps? Starting a preschool is definitely a word-of-mouth business, and any and all exposure is much appreciated.
If you would like to know more about GreatLeaps before telling your friends, please take a few minutes to browse the website, or contact Heidi and Nicole — they would love to answer any questions you may have.
Thanks!
I turned 30 today.
Time to begin finalizing my memoirs, make sure my will is up-to-date, and buy some stock in whatever companies manufacture Depends, Polident, Centrum Silver, Preparation H, and Gold Bond Medicated Powder.
Just kidding. In reality, I love each year of my life more than the last. God has blessed me far more than I could ever deserve. My beautiful wife, Heidi, is such an amazing companion — she makes me laugh, is forever patient with me, and has such a kind heart toward others. I also love being close with my family, my friends and co-workers make my life “interesting”, and my job gives me the opportunity to be creative and serve God with my talents.
To all of you who I call friend (and to you too Brent), thank you for being a part of my life. I am honored to know each and every one of you.
Michael
I love how so many of our friends have come alongside Heidi and me as we fight the war against infertility. All your prayers (mixed with 25 horse pills a day, special estrogen-suppression spray twice a day, and extra-potent testosterone cream each morning) have definitely been helpful.
Well, today we had a new weapon added to our arsenal. Pete Espinosa, one of the rockin’ electric guitarists at Palm Valley Church, has personally loaned me what he considers a sure-fire cure: his old workout socks.
For those of you who may not have noticed, the writing on the bottom reads “survival of the fittest”, and that is indeed a sperm on my ankle. I may be pressing my luck with 2 of my last 3 posts containing pictures of sperm. Sorry Jeanette 
According to Pete, these beauties are not merely fashionable fitness footwear, but also lucky baby-making socks. These breathable cotton/poly blends are what Pete wore while training for a marathon during the same time of year that he and his wife were trying for kids (please take special note of the italics).
Since they have worked like a charm for him twice already, he generously decided to share the wealth with me. I’m hoping that the magic is simply in the socks and not in the marathon training — if that be the case, I’m only going to be known to children as “Uncle Michael” for the rest of my life.
For you skeptics out there, you must know this: I put these socks on as soon as I got home from church, and then watched the Arizona Cardinals turn a 7 to nothing 1st quarter defeat into an incredible 21 to 14 win against the Pittsburgh Steelers.
Coincidence you say?
I think not.
