here’s a random list of stuff I dreamt up while driving home from Pt. Loma today.  

I know what you’re thinking. “Dude said his grandma died like last week.” And yes, you’re correct… however she now has a blog. You can check it out here.

It’s pretty simple, just what my mom wanted so that some of those from Nor Cal and around the globe who knew my grandma can drop in and share some love.

Friday is the day I try to schedule most of my personal meetings.

4 were set for today.

4 either ditched or canceled on me.

4 for 4.

I’m now gonna go have a big bowl of ice cream and get a bumper sticker made that says “If you want to ditch me, you’re going to have to get in line.”

My only remaining “meeting” is dinner with my family tonight before church. If they ditch me, I might just get that bumper sticker tattooed across my back.

Here’s how my day started.

7:50 drop the two younger kids off at school and go to work. In my office praying about some stuff that’s really not sitting well with me today. I’m already kinda on the verge of tears to be honest and writing a note to deal with one of the issues.

8:30 TJ’s ride is supposed to show up to take him to school.

8:41 he calls me and says they have not arrived.

8:41 and a half- I call 2 families to try and find out if they are home and can help.

8:44- no luck. No one’s home. I call TJ back and say I’ll leave the office and come get him.

8:46 jump in the car and get on freeway to go home and help TJ get to school.

8:47 and 3 seconds, TJ calls my cell. I have not put in my earpiece yet, cuz I’m in a ridiculous hurry and not making calls, but answer the phone due to who is calling.

8:47 and 5 seconds. I pass a motorcycle cop with a radar gun.

8:48 and 7 seconds, TJ tells me they were running late and I hang up.

8:48 and 10 seconds, cop pulls out onto the freakin freeway. I pull off on next off ramp since I no longer have to go get TJ. Cop then pulls up next to me and pulls me over with that annoying pointing thing they do. He then sees that I have a hands free piece sitting next to me and I am not on my cell. I tell him it was a mistake and that I’m sorry, my son called me from home and…. whatever- he asks for all my junk and then gives me a ticket for a 4 second phone call. The stupid ticket even says I was doing 10 miles BELOW the speed limit. RIDICULOUS!!!

I don’t think God likes me today. I know the cops don’t. I’m positive my wallet is pissed at me and I might just have my feakin ear piece surgically attached to satisfy california law.

If you happen to be one of the few parents of high school students at Journey or even fewer high school students who read my blog, then I have good news for you.

WE RE-WROTE THIS ENCOUNTER BLOG JUST FOR YOU.

• It now has a link to our calendar for the year.
• A weekly survey we’ll tally the results on every weekend.
• The latest updated info you will want to know.
• And much much more

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