Well I lamed out and didn't go to the party. Once My wife and child got home we were all tired and just wanted to have some dinner and watched Shrek 2 on HBO that I tivo'd.
I had some fried Catfish at the Restaurant 'Texas Grill' on Camp Bowie blvd. and man was it tasty!
We got into a discussion about my daughter being Baptised soon. My wife and her Mom are very excited about this. I am not. Why? Well, she's 14 months old. She should make the descision herself when she's older whether she wants to have water sprinkled on her head in the name of the Lord. I think anyway.
That's just the way I feel. I gave in anyway and now my Wife tells me we're are gonna have to have a sit down with the pastor first. Christ. I don't wanna talk with that jackass.
He's gonna ask us if we're gonna raise our daughter in the church or whatever and if we say yes we are liars. What if we say no? What if i say no and my wife says yes? We're not gonna go to church on sundays it's just not gonna happen.
I am confused about all of this, I just wish we could wait. I wish she could make up her own mind. I could make a big deal out of it and upset my wife and her mom or I could just shut up and let it happen even if it makes me sick to my stomach.
Hypocrisy, Conformity, Passivity, push-over...
I mentioned how I'm not sure What I believe about God and that I do know that I despise organized religion and think church is a joke. I believe relgion holds people back and ruins peoples lives especially when families share more than one belief, Which they all fucking do! She asked my why then do I celebrate christmas and I replied. "For the presents!"