Dear Jill: Your 45th Birthday

45 years old, today!

Dear Jill,

How did we not think of this sooner?…. We both just simply take off a day of work for your birthday and then go have fun while the kids are away at school. It’s that simple.

We drove just a little over on hour away to Huntsville as we checked out Bridge Street Town Centre for the first time. It contained all your “greatest hits”… from Starbucks to Barnes & Noble to a French macaron cafe to “cute little boutique shops”… it was totally your speed.

Not too far from there in Hampton Cove, we had lunch at Bloom Winery, where you enjoyed your glass of Strawberry Shortcake wine so much, I insisted we buy a bottle to take home. Because, after all, it is your birthday!

Then for dinner, due to the importance of not cooking or doing dishes on your birthday, our family had dinner just down the road from our house at Mentone Market and saw a beautiful sunset on the way home.

Back at the house, we took the time to enjoy the macarons, as well as a chocolate Eiffel Tower we bought earlier while shopping at Bridge Street.

To everyone else, it was just a random Tuesday. But for you, and for me, it was a very special day. Happy Birthday Jill!

Love,

Hubby

What’s my motivation?

Exactly a week ago, the 7 show run of the “Jukebox Diner” came to an end; meaning I have now completed my adult debut as a “stage actor” at age 44. So I naturally ask myself, “What was my motivation? What inspired me to do that?”

The obvious motivation was knowing all the financial proceeds go to help fund the DeKalb County Children’s Advocacy Center; which is all the movitation needed.

But I think, from a psychological perspective, why was I personally driven to say “yes” without hesitation when being offered a role, then dedicate the next two months to memorizing my lines, going to rehearsals several times a week, and dedicating another two weeks to perform.

My answer: I am challenge-driven.

It makes me feel alive to be able to figure out how to adapt and overcome obstacles.

It makes me feel alive to be able to figure out how to entertain people; to make them laugh and to provide an environment where they can laugh, while seeing and connecting with other people they know in the audience.

It makes me feel alive to be able to figure out how to create a character and bring them to life, based on just lines in a script.

During each of the 7 performances, despite knowing my lines since the very first rehearsal, there was always the reality that I must be prepared to smoothly react if someone else forgot one of their lines- and likewise if I forgot a line myself.

There was also the fact that sometimes, in the moment, on the stage, I would suddenly come up with an idea potentially better way to deliver the line; whether it was my body language or simply by dramatically pausing before I spoke, to add tense in order to intensify the absurdity of the comedy.

And of course, there’s the fact that I was able to get to know an entire group of people in the process; who I wouldn’t have met otherwise.

What was my personal motivation in joining the cast of the DeKalb County Children’s Advocacy Center play this year?

I’m simply wired for it. Some might even say I am dramatic. I know my wife would.

To see my performances, check out the link below and look up the time stamps provided:

1:14:38 through 1:34:04

1:56:26 through 2:02:11

Dear Holly: Dude Perfect is Your Current Go-To on YouTube Right Now

9 years, 9 months.

Dear Holly,

As you are now less than 90 days away from turning double digits on your birthday, I am noticing hints of “pre-teen” showing up.

This past Saturday morning as you enjoyed Kodiak Power Waffles for breakfast, you were tuned into the Dude Perfect channel on YouTube. In fact, it seems everyday this past week you have been laughing along to their videos.

With that being said, you’re still a little girl. You were so excited for Nonna to take you and your cousin Darla to Burger King so you could be one of the first to grab their new exclusive SpongeBob Squarepants kids’ meal!

Love,

Daddy

 

You Don’t Choose Your Family

It’s so obvious, yet I’ve never really given it much thought until now: You choose your spouse and you choose your friends… but you don’t choose your family.

That means you have to learn to appreciate all the quirks of your family members… as they have to learn to deal with yours!

One of the trends you may remember from this past  Christmas was where families were posting their customized and personalized matching “Most Likely” t-shirts.

Thanks to my sister-in-law Jen, our family was able to participate in this fun trend. She was certainly accurate in choosing the most appropriate shirt for each member of our family.

That is interesting and fascinating to me:

People outside of your own immediate family can often pinpoint a particular fun character trait for each person… perhaps better than if you chose one for yourself.

My wife is the event planner of our family: “Mostly likely to organize the presents”. Our son is the curious, activity-based one: “Mostly likely to go fishing with Santa.” Our daughter is basically a personified kitten: “Most likely to be the cutest.”  And me… I don’t want to be told what to do, especially if it’s what everyone else is doing: “Most likely to hate this shirt.”

While my wife and I certainly did choose to spend our lives together, we didn’t fill out paperwork to choose our kids’ personalities… nor did they choose what their parents’ personalities would be like.

Especially due to the fact I am certified in Enneagram personality assessment, I see the potentially conflicting dynamics even more clearly than most people might.

I also can’t help but notice the obvious patterns in which people tend to choose their spouse and friends based on the person either A) being one of the Enneagram numbers next to their own or B) in their path of growth or stress.

For example, my wife is Enneagram 2 and I am Enneagram 8. When she is in stress mode, her personality morphs into an 8, which is my main number.

Similarly, when I am at my best, my personality morphs into hers: As an Enenagram 8, I act more like a 2.

In other words, we naturally understandly each other at our best and worst.

I also know several married couples who fit this dynamic where one spouse is Enneagram 6 and they are married to an Ennagram 9. Same concept: They become each other at either their best or worst.

When people don’t marry their “growth/stress” number in Enneagram, they tend to marry the number next to them. For example, it is pretty common for an Ennneagram 1 to be married to either an Enneagram 9 or an Enneagram 2: both of which are the numbers next to them.

These patterns exist in friendships as well: We naturally gravitate towards people who “get us”, though they are not just like us.

With all that being said, your kids may not conveniently happen to be your “Enneagram neighbor” or in your growth/stress path. That means it requires extra effort to understand them.

Or as I said earlier, you have to learn to appreciate all the quirks of your family members… as they have to learn to deal with yours.

I would theorize that this is why it is pretty common for employers, churches, and community groups to proclaim, “We’re all like a big family here!”

Translation: We didn’t necessarily choose each other individually, but we have figured out how to work with each other’s strengths and how to work around each other’s weaknesses.

It was only a year ago that I was finally able to be honest with myself, after hearing constantly unanimous feedback from family, friends, and coworkers who truly know me in real life… that my Enneagram number is 8… also known as “the challenger”.

If you Google, “Which Enneagram is the hardest to live with?”, my number immediately is the one that comes up. I finally owned up to it and made it official at my wife’s work party where they featured a customizable hat bar. I borrowed the words of Taylor Swift for my hat:

“It’s me. Hi! I’m the problem. It’s me!”

So the next time you become accutely aware of another person’s quirks, just ask yourself, “Uh oh… what quirks of mine do other people have to deal with?”

I am the exception. I am perfectly normal in every way… obviously!

 

 

Dear Holly: Skeptical on Santa Yet?

9 years, 7 months.

Dear Holly,

This past weekend while we were at Christmas with the Alpacas at TMMA Farms in Trion, Georgia, I took your photo with Santa.

I feel like there was a noticeable vibe of skepticism. As we were leaving afterwards, you referred to him as “that Santa”, not as if he were “the Santa”.

Makes me wonder if this is the final year you believe in any Santa at all…

Love,

Daddy