I'm in a bad mood today.
I decided I'd put something down since I've not posted in a while. Not becuase of a lack of material, simply a lack of time.
Here's the update on my life. I've been quite a few places lately, seen a lot of cool things, had many conversations, been overwhelmed in a good way a few times and stayed in way to many hotels.
Things I'm loosely aware of in the world: Ace is gone, the DMV in Missouri is quite possibly the most friendly and kind one I've ever been to. I now am only a payment away from my first Missouri drivers license.
I am now air brake certified. Afterward, I found out its not necessary so I studied for my CDL, got in touch with my inner trucker and now don't need it. Sweet.
Carter continues to work on potty training. I'd say he's quite good when we're on the road and continues to crap himself when at home. Seems when he's comfortable there's just more important things. But in public, where people might see, he's on point. Seems alot like us and our spirituality if you think about it.
Spent some time with a hero in Tennessee. We went hiking, got lost, I almost passed out because I am old and not a hiker. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.
We bought a new grill because the wind blew our old one over and broke it. 3 days into owning the new grill the wind blew it over and messed it up a bit. I am a quick learner.
I think I am tired of people tooting their own horns. I should probably stop doing it myself and if I ever do I'll become unwilling to listen to others do that as well.
Hope your weekend is good. Just don't allow yourself to watch all 99 hours of NFL coverage.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Say It With Me
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Bucky, it was good while it lasted. You fell victim to looks beating personality. Have no fear. Ace will be close behind you.
I admit, I was watching the Cardinals game and doing yard work so I watched none of the show except the last 10 minutes--7 of which were commercials. I was sad to see Bucky go, especially after they showed his hometown.
Here's my opinion, if/when Paris gets voted off she will not be able to sing. That girl bawls every time! Heck, even if she wins she might not be able to sing.
This just in, next week they get the "sage advice of"..... Rod Stewart? Oh boy. Unfotunately I'll be on the road next week.
Say it with me.
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Bucky, it was good while it lasted. You fell victim to looks beating personality. Have no fear. Ace will be close behind you.
I admit, I was watching the Cardinals game and doing yard work so I watched none of the show except the last 10 minutes--7 of which were commercials. I was sad to see Bucky go, especially after they showed his hometown.
Here's my opinion, if/when Paris gets voted off she will not be able to sing. That girl bawls every time! Heck, even if she wins she might not be able to sing.
This just in, next week they get the "sage advice of"..... Rod Stewart? Oh boy. Unfotunately I'll be on the road next week.
Say it with me.
Ace must go.
Ace must go.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
All things Spring
Ahh, baseball is here. Is there seriously a better sport? Just wishing there was a way to get to the new Busch sooner. I do miss the days of cheap tickets to a 75% empty Coors Field. Those were the days.
I saw a poll today on ESPN about Brett Favre. Seems it is the offseason so for the 14th consecutive year we hear speculation on his retirement. The poll was quite simple, should Brett return or retire. 49 of the 50 US states said he should retire. The only one that said he should stay is Wisconsin and they were 57% return 43% retire. Brett, the tribe has spoken, bring me your torch.
Did I seriously watch all of American Idol last night? I made it through all the Queen songs? Wow. Here's my thoughts: Kelly-best performance of the night though the lighting and black eyes did make me wet myself a little. Ace-you are pathetic. If you didn't have teenage girls voting for you it would be all over. Bucky-keep hanging around, you're good for talk radio. Chris, you make the bald with a beard look work but that song last night sounded like you'd been wounded or something. And finally my lovely wife's favorite Taylor--might want to work on that kick the mic stand thing.
It got me to wondering, what other theme nights would I like to see on American Idol. Here's my top 3:
1. 80's butt metal night-all the hair bands music. I'd even settle for a "power ballads" night. Bon Jovi(the cool one), Poison, Motley Crue, Skid Row, Warrant, Aerosmith.Yeah.
::Milli Vanilli Night- oh wait, this is a singing competition
2.Neal Diamond night-that would seriously rock my face off
3.John Denver night-ditto
Those also recieving votes: Songs from the Eagles, P. Diddy night (oh wait, he only does remakes), Sisqo night (oh, wait, he only had only had one small hit and did he even release a full album?), and for the ladies, Elton John night.
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I saw a poll today on ESPN about Brett Favre. Seems it is the offseason so for the 14th consecutive year we hear speculation on his retirement. The poll was quite simple, should Brett return or retire. 49 of the 50 US states said he should retire. The only one that said he should stay is Wisconsin and they were 57% return 43% retire. Brett, the tribe has spoken, bring me your torch.
Did I seriously watch all of American Idol last night? I made it through all the Queen songs? Wow. Here's my thoughts: Kelly-best performance of the night though the lighting and black eyes did make me wet myself a little. Ace-you are pathetic. If you didn't have teenage girls voting for you it would be all over. Bucky-keep hanging around, you're good for talk radio. Chris, you make the bald with a beard look work but that song last night sounded like you'd been wounded or something. And finally my lovely wife's favorite Taylor--might want to work on that kick the mic stand thing.
It got me to wondering, what other theme nights would I like to see on American Idol. Here's my top 3:
1. 80's butt metal night-all the hair bands music. I'd even settle for a "power ballads" night. Bon Jovi(the cool one), Poison, Motley Crue, Skid Row, Warrant, Aerosmith.Yeah.
::Milli Vanilli Night- oh wait, this is a singing competition
2.Neal Diamond night-that would seriously rock my face off
3.John Denver night-ditto
Those also recieving votes: Songs from the Eagles, P. Diddy night (oh wait, he only does remakes), Sisqo night (oh, wait, he only had only had one small hit and did he even release a full album?), and for the ladies, Elton John night.
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Tuesday, April 11, 2006
The Kid
Carter has this funny thing where when he asks a question, he shakes his head to let you know the answer he's looking for. It's quite nice from the standpoint of you know what would make him happy though he doesn't always get the desired response from mom and dad. For the longest time though he has this 2 question dialogue he throws out. Seems he learned that things could possibly scare him and so he asks if they are okay. It goes like this:
Let's say a dog comes up to us from the neighborhood:
Carter: Dad, he not scare me? (shakes head no)
Me: No, he's a nice dog.
Carter: He happy to see me? (shakes head yes)
This morning on my way in to work I looked in my rearview mirror and there was a cop. I am amazed how sometimes you'll start driving and you notice everything around you and then all of the sudden somebody is behind you and you have no clue when they got there. Anyway, I'm driving along and I'm laughing at myself because I get more conscious of my driving when a cop is tailing me. I wasn't doing anything wrong but then I start second guessing myself, wondering what the speed limit really is and all sorts of dumb things. The dude ended up following me all the way to the turn for the office so needless to say my drive seemed to take 3 times as long.
It got me to thinking though. When we see someone who stands for right, who seems faultless we get more self conscious and thus a little afraid because we don't know if they'll catch our screw up. We can be driving along in complete confidence of what we're doing and then suddenly something comes along and we're all unsure of ourselves.
That got me to thinking about our relationship with God. Sometimes his presence is reassuring, comforting, empowering. There are other times whether because we're doing something wrong or just because his presence takes us by suprise that we're left a little unsure. Unlike Onstar we don't get monthly emails telling us how we're doing and what condition we're in. Sometimes his presence leaves us wondering.
I think there are times when God shows up and we find ourselves asking "He not scare me?" "He happy to see me?". I think it could be said that both could be true. A little fear of the Lord seems Biblical but so does his joy to see us.
Let's say a dog comes up to us from the neighborhood:
Carter: Dad, he not scare me? (shakes head no)
Me: No, he's a nice dog.
Carter: He happy to see me? (shakes head yes)
This morning on my way in to work I looked in my rearview mirror and there was a cop. I am amazed how sometimes you'll start driving and you notice everything around you and then all of the sudden somebody is behind you and you have no clue when they got there. Anyway, I'm driving along and I'm laughing at myself because I get more conscious of my driving when a cop is tailing me. I wasn't doing anything wrong but then I start second guessing myself, wondering what the speed limit really is and all sorts of dumb things. The dude ended up following me all the way to the turn for the office so needless to say my drive seemed to take 3 times as long.
It got me to thinking though. When we see someone who stands for right, who seems faultless we get more self conscious and thus a little afraid because we don't know if they'll catch our screw up. We can be driving along in complete confidence of what we're doing and then suddenly something comes along and we're all unsure of ourselves.
That got me to thinking about our relationship with God. Sometimes his presence is reassuring, comforting, empowering. There are other times whether because we're doing something wrong or just because his presence takes us by suprise that we're left a little unsure. Unlike Onstar we don't get monthly emails telling us how we're doing and what condition we're in. Sometimes his presence leaves us wondering.
I think there are times when God shows up and we find ourselves asking "He not scare me?" "He happy to see me?". I think it could be said that both could be true. A little fear of the Lord seems Biblical but so does his joy to see us.
Monday, April 10, 2006
The Weekend
Oh what a weekend.
Decided its time to get cranking on our yard since it has nothing in it and their building houses around us. The neighborhood was alive, people spending money they don't have at Lowe's, Home Depot and the like. Our projects ended up being more than we anticipated (finacially and body pain wise) so I sit with bruises and sore muscles I didn't know I had or better yet have never used. Things are progressing nicely and here are the highlights.
*Working in the yard with my lovely wife while the manchild rode his bike around and around. Meanwhile the worthless dog worked on his tan.
*Teaching the manchild to hammer as we put stakes in the ground to mark out the new area.
*Trying to help him understand that we were going to have a swing set and slide in his yard to play with whenever.
*Working so much Saturday that I felt 65 years old on Sunday. Still having more work to do.
*Watching that little fellas face the first time he climbed the steps to HIS slide and went down. Made all the work worth it.
*Tucking him in to bed last night and him telling me all about his new playground.
*Sitting watching the end of the Cubs-Cardinals game (a NOT highlight) and listening to him sing Lord Prepare Me till he fell asleep.
I'm quite certain this little fella is an amazing gift. I'm sure I knew it before but good grief is he a challenging/wonderful/patience testing/life fulfilling little guy. You should hear some of the things he says, see some of his looks (he learned how to cross his eyes yesterday and looked positiviely ridiculous) and watch him figure out this world he's in.
The last couple days we've been out working and we've been able to watch as our little man learns how to talk to the neighbor kids and how he watches them ride their big bikes and the amazing things he says to them when the come up. He's so innocent and unaware or the right things to say or the right way to approach them so yesterday a kid came by and saw that we were putting together a swing set. "My daddy build it for me". He said. Seriously, a person could run for weeks off things like that. So much of the credit for who he is goes to that amazing mommy of his, she has him every day and so much of her greatness rubs off on him. I'd say he and I are pretty lucky fellas.
So here's to our fella sliding till his pants wear out and to us finally feeling like our backyard isn't an empty field. Now to address all the flower beds....
Decided its time to get cranking on our yard since it has nothing in it and their building houses around us. The neighborhood was alive, people spending money they don't have at Lowe's, Home Depot and the like. Our projects ended up being more than we anticipated (finacially and body pain wise) so I sit with bruises and sore muscles I didn't know I had or better yet have never used. Things are progressing nicely and here are the highlights.
*Working in the yard with my lovely wife while the manchild rode his bike around and around. Meanwhile the worthless dog worked on his tan.
*Teaching the manchild to hammer as we put stakes in the ground to mark out the new area.
*Trying to help him understand that we were going to have a swing set and slide in his yard to play with whenever.
*Working so much Saturday that I felt 65 years old on Sunday. Still having more work to do.
*Watching that little fellas face the first time he climbed the steps to HIS slide and went down. Made all the work worth it.
*Tucking him in to bed last night and him telling me all about his new playground.
*Sitting watching the end of the Cubs-Cardinals game (a NOT highlight) and listening to him sing Lord Prepare Me till he fell asleep.
I'm quite certain this little fella is an amazing gift. I'm sure I knew it before but good grief is he a challenging/wonderful/patience testing/life fulfilling little guy. You should hear some of the things he says, see some of his looks (he learned how to cross his eyes yesterday and looked positiviely ridiculous) and watch him figure out this world he's in.
The last couple days we've been out working and we've been able to watch as our little man learns how to talk to the neighbor kids and how he watches them ride their big bikes and the amazing things he says to them when the come up. He's so innocent and unaware or the right things to say or the right way to approach them so yesterday a kid came by and saw that we were putting together a swing set. "My daddy build it for me". He said. Seriously, a person could run for weeks off things like that. So much of the credit for who he is goes to that amazing mommy of his, she has him every day and so much of her greatness rubs off on him. I'd say he and I are pretty lucky fellas.
So here's to our fella sliding till his pants wear out and to us finally feeling like our backyard isn't an empty field. Now to address all the flower beds....
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