Man boobs...

Okay, let me just start if you are offended at this post I'm sorry but it's life...I found a picture that I thought was "appropriate" for my readers. Here's the skinny, I don't want my 30's to involve these. Just the other day I was in the kitchen fixing some supper for the kids and Caleb made me laugh and for some odd reason at that very moment I noticed more than ever a slight jiggle on my chest. Now, I'm not ignorant I understand I have developed some flab on my stomach but to feel my chest bounce a sense of fear and sudden anxiety overtook me. It was obvious that even though MY world stopped everyone else's didn't. Caleb had noticed the sudden fear over take my face and posed the question, "What's wrong daddy?". What was I to say I couldn't say, "well son, you're dad is developing man boobs and it's his only fear in life...", that just wouldn't have worked out well. So I began to laugh/cry again to make things better. Honestly, one of, if not my biggest fears is to have a gut so big that I lose sight of my toes. So, tomorrow starts my journey of dropping the weight. It starts with better eating and continuing the exercising. Pray for me and my loss of man boobs.

Thoughts on 30...

Okay so here I am, 30 years after God granted me my first breath and my mom held me tight in her arms. It seems to be a serious time of reflection to me today. What did my mom and dad think when they held me 30 years ago in an old hospital in Springdale? Mom reminds me often of how she hates the smell of tar because that day they were spreading tar on the roof of the old hospital and the smell along with labor was making her very noxious. My Aunt Cathy shared with me today her feelings of exuberance due to my head of red hair. Isn't it funny, I mean really. I have no fear of getting old. I don't desire to get weak or decrepit or die a slow death but age has never frightened me. I understand that with age comes wisdom and just one day closer to my eternal goal. For some reason this year, this day has honestly made me consider my previous 30 years. Tim McGraw has a song called "My Next 30 Years." Fittingly appropriate I listened to it this morning on You Tube and agreed with Tim. So anyways here's what I've learned in 30 years...

1. Life is not all about the goals but the journey you take to reach your goals and who you become along the way.
2. Two things that are most important on Earth. Credit Score and Integrity.
3. If God is for me who can be against me?
4. I am blessed and highly favored.
5. Speak life into every part of who you are; family, friends, job, yourself, etc.
6. Good books and audio WILL change your life.
7. Work Harder on you than you do at your job.
8. Drink more water.
9. Good health and nutrition is important.
10. Hug Ash and kids today b/c tomorrow's not promised.
11. Leave a legacy.
12. I am guilty but pardoned.
13. Who we associate with will effect our attitudes, goals, family, and income.
14. Butter still tastes good.
15. I control my attitude and my actions, no one else.
16. When I see the sun set in the west in all it's splendor at it's largest viewing, and darkness begins to set on my home, the sun, stars, and moon are only one tiny part in a vast space that God has set into motion perfectly and controls. Yet in all His splendor and creations He is most proud of me.

I love you, you are blessed even in difficulty, I believe in you, you will succeed, God is for you, He knows your heart, hug your loved ones, laugh, live. Looking forward to the next 30 with you.

Snow Days

So my job pretty well rocks. I get the opportunity to impact hundreds of lives of students while having a blast doing it, and, I get snow days. I'm like a little kid again. Everyone's praying for no snow and or ice and I'm just saying BRING IT ON! Okay, maybe not the ice but you know what I mean. We have had one of the coldest winters I can remember since I was a little kid. I haven't seen snow stay on the ground this long in years. With another "chance" of a snow tonight it might mean another snow day or two to finish out the week. Sweet. The high on Friday is 5...yeah, I said 5. Wow...looks like I'll be hitting up my new found Atari. Sure I could spend 300 bucks on a system or 50 bucks for 2 with 43 games and joysticks and paddles...yeah...that's right. Brad Paisley is right, welcome to the future. We thought that was intense and when Pit came out the graphics were astounding! Now we play games that are so life like I feel guilty for shooting someone. Anywho. Hope all is well in Blog land for anyone bored enough to have followed along this far. Good day and God bless. I mean that.