My second oldest boy

I had to take care of some things at the office last night and my 10yo came with me. He swept floors, stacked thin clients, rolled cables...and the best thing was he did them so happily. He's such a great help.

Thanks Jdude!

Wisdom?

Eat less and exercise. Eat your veggies. An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

I have been given correct advice so many times from very wise people. Typically, I would just admire from a distance but be to afraid or unwilling to act on my own.

At the same time, I have experienced various successes. People occasionally inquire how certain things were accomplished. Yet, they think things like....that works for you, but (insert excuse here).

Why do we do that? The only reason I can think of is that we are too in love with our own ways.

Visitors

My parents made the rounds for this summer and are now headed back to sunny, warm, boring Florida. It was great having them here. My dad worked furiously to get my boat in good repair...he pretty much knocked everything out on it too! It looks better than I expected it to. He is leaving just at the time comes to use it...oh well, maybe next year. Mom made vegetarian egg rolls in mom style. Manna from heaven...yum.

It would be pretty cool if they would just move here...maybe my sister and her family would too then.

Speaking of my sister...she came for a very short visit as well. She brought my oldest nephew with her. I sure do like having him around. He's just a really great young man.

It was a great visit.

Crazy idea

I had a crazy idea to take the kids camping. But, not just camping around here, camping where I used to go as a kid. I have a lot of fond memories camping at Baskahegan lake when we lived in Maine. Sleeping in the front of the truck, fishing ALL day, and the food!!!

I looked up directions on google maps to see how far it is from here...1920 miles...each way. 64 hours of driving. 200 gallons of gas. That's where it really became crazy. 800 dollars, just for gas!

We may have to forget that craziness..too bad.

How are you?

What do you say when someone asks you that question? It's typically become a greeting that really doesn't warrant an honest answer. It has become the more sincere "hi". But, even so, shouldn't my answer reflect the truth. And not just the truth as it pertains to that instant, but eternally?

I find myself being so caught up in what's happening to me that I become a victim of my circumstances. A prisoner of the situations that I am in. I have a hope that's greater than all things that could ever happen to me on this earth. I have the bread of life that will sustain me for eternity. What should I feel ho hum about? Or, even slightly depressed?

I read in John where Jesus says He is the bread of life. That the food He has will fill us forever...that's the food I have. So, I think from now on when people ask me, "how are you?" I am going to answer "full!"...