Husband. Dad to 5. Student Ministry Pastor. Follower of Jesus. Yatta yatta.

DONE

I don’t know if you care, but my paper is done. I don’t even know who “you” is…

But for what it’s worth… I stayed up till 4 am finishing it and then screwed up on dad duty and missed getting my kid to the first inning of his baseball game cuz I read the wrong weekend on the calendar… and overslept till 8:30am- which was- much to my horror- when his game evidently started.

Add to that, that I ended up turning the paper in a day late and that makes me a dork for a dad and an excuse making seminary student.

I suck.

I really need to pray about this seminary thing. It’s killing me. I have a lot of stuff I’d rather be doing than filling my filing cabinets with papers no one but my prof will ever read. Like I said, I gotta go pray.

After I take a nap. In my new hammock…. which I have to go assemble first. Which was one of the things I’d rather have done already instead of writting my paper. Ok… I’m rambling.

EAT, SPIT, BE HAPPY

I’m trying to write my stinkin seminary paper and keep from eating myself into oblivion. I seem to constantly drink stuff and munch on stuff while I write. Anyway, this reminded me of my sunflower seeds, so I went and got some from my newly acquired loot. As I was typing I looked down and saw David Sunflower Seeds company theme applied to the front of the package: “Eat. Spit. Be Happy.” Someone at David’s deserves a raise. That has got to be the best company theme ever.

My new seminary theme: Type. Spit. Finish this …

Nevermind.

CRAZY HAIR DAY

Gotta love crazy hair day.

Now I have to get back to “crazy write a seminary paper day”. oh joy.

COSCO CART

I went to Costco today. I went to buy spits. They don’t sell the bucket. Sam’s Club does but they told me they are out and have no idea when they’ll get them back in. I had to settle for boxes. I also found “round up” (which I was out of) and my wife said I could have this cool hammock I’ve been eyeing for a while now for my birthday/fathers day. Though both of those events are occurring in the next few months… since it’s a seasonal item, I bought it while it was in stock.

Now you know the contents of my cart:

  1. Sunflower seeds
  2. a hammock,
  3. weed killer.

When I went to check out. The guy next to me had 3 basic items in his cart too.

  1. Case of Beer.
  2. Couple of large bags of pigs ears.
  3. Case of motor oil.

I’m not entirely sure why I found this hysterical, but I couldn’t keep a straight face all the way from check out to the parking lot. I just wished I had my camera and I really wished the guy had a mullet. Then I think I would have followed him to his truck just to see if he left his wife there with no teeth and his kids peeing in the bushes.

BROTHERLY LOVE

Tonight after bath, I was going to read a story to my boys. TJ reads by himself, Jake and Tyler still let me read to them. However, tonight, they wanted to read a book that is not really a reading book, it’s like a “search for hidden stuff in the pages” book. They really didn’t need me and I wasn’t feeling like searching, so I said if they wanted to read that book, they had 15 minutes.

I went to talk to TJ in his room instead. 5 minutes into it, Tyler announces he has to poop. Next thing I know, he’s convinced Jake to join him so they can continue their search for hidden things in the pages of this book while he takes a dump. It seriously stinks in there. If this ain’t a picture of brotherly love, I don’t know what is.