A Little Fish in a Big Pond

Welcome to my watering hole. I thought of many things to call this new blog of mine but I thought that A Little Fish in a Big Pond was cute. It may be cliche. It may even be something used before but I thought that it would be perfect for me. See, my last name is Rybka. Well it is now actually Rybka-Wachhaus but originally it was just Rybka. That is until I got married. (And yes, I love him very much to have added a German name to a Slovakian name) But that is rushing things a little bit and I am still trying to just tell you about my name and the name of the blog. Rybka in Slovakian means little fish. Cute huh? So now you are looking at the name of the blog and my name and realizing why I chose that. Of course, since I have now mentioned my other "last name" you will notice that it is Wachhaus. Wachhaus is German. A strong German name and of course, it actually means Watch House/Watch Tower. I was told by my husband's father that Wachhaus is actually the towers on the edges of castles that were the lookout for the solders. Pretty cool but the title Little Fish Watch Tower made me sound like I was trying to promote a Jehovah's Witness Sailing Organization. Not something I really want to promote. I mean they can prey (oops, I mean pray) anyway they want but I have a feeling that they would not want me promoting them. It is not that I think a church is anti-person per say, they are just anti-gay. Yes. I might not have mentioned that. You may have guessed when you saw my name and said Jon. Then when I mentioned "my husband" you might have cocked your head to the side like the dog in the RCA ads and thought to yourself.... well that must mean he is "a gay." I did in fact get married in California last year. September 20th to be exact. It was a lovely small ceremony and we did it because the laws in California said we could. Now of course, the laws have changed and they are saying that marriage is between a man an a woman. Look, I don't care what you call it, I want to be able to call Mark, my husband and have the same rights as everyone else in the United States. Is that really to much to ask?
See and you thought therapy would have been better too huh.
I tend to ramble on if you have yet to notice. My discussion will most likely start at point "A" with the intention of going to point "B" but it might take me a couple tries to get there. Mark says I remind him of Dory (from Finding Nemo) when I do that. Which brings me to her classic line of "just keep swimming"... which is actually what this blog must be about. Just me... Swimming...
A little fish in a big pond... (let's just hope that there are not any sharks out there along the way...)