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Day 22, Treehouse of Horror vs. It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.


Without fail as the holidays season begins, the stores are filled with the 'ole faithful' cartoon classics. Of course, you didn't buy them last year or the year before, thinking you would save your money and purchase them after the season for a discount, but that morning you still had your 'fat-turkey-sleep-in-hangover', thus you still have no cartoon classics in your DVD library.

Jessica and I typically try to make it a goal to watch the classics just like every other family. So, around the upcoming holiday, if it can be called that, "Halloween" we have come upon a cross road that maybe difficult for us to figure a way around.

In our marriage, this without a doubt is the lone problem we have. It is making decisions regarding movie selection. Thus, here are the sides.

Jessica enjoys the following:
1. No conflict.
2. Girl meets witty cute guy, they flirt, romance, guy leaves, guy returns. Happy Ending.
3. Anything from the "Love comes Softy, tenderly, ..." series. (Amish/western)
4. Let me reiterate, absolutely no violence or heroic slaying of the dragon (no dragon). :)
5. Genre: Romantic Comedy.

John enjoys
1. Conflict and drama.
2. Not a horror flick or gory bloody.
3. Anything from with Gov't/Spies/Intel/Ancient History.
4. Let me reiterate, it must have a plot.
5. Genre: Drama/Suspense.

Now in our marriage, this has not constituted any throwing plates or yelling. We came to a conclusion since my return that we watch "Jessica's" Movie one night, and the next time, "John's" Movie. This recent discovery, makes the Halloween conflict over Charlie Brown or the Simpson's, quite manageable.

Jessica and I, are not perfect. We have areas that we don't necessarily see eye to eye, BUT, by the grace of God alone through Christ, we often must die to self. I never knew how 'self-centered' I was until I put on the wedding band. There is no doubt that God has shown me time and time again, that I have a great deal of growing up to do in this life.

Always Reforming.

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