Sling it loud

Nothing much new happening here or there. I know I am late to the party, but I did download Angry Birds. I saw I could get it for free and thought why not try it.

I tried it a few times. I did not get very far. I mentioned to Wendy that I had it. She flew through levels and made it all the way to level 21. That sounds pretty high to me, since I only made it to level three. However, she is stuck on that level. She tried for hours. I thought I would give a try. I said I will only try three times. Well three hours later, nothing.

Why do we always get addicted to stressful things? There is something that drives me when I cannot figure it out. I will try until I am given out. Most times I still have not figured it out. Then other times I am just about to give up and it falls into place.

We will see what happens during our next game.

Lawn games

It must be that time of year. Everyone is out in their yard doing some kind of maintenance. So not to feel left out, Wendy and I decided we would give it a try.

For the past several days the neighbors have had work crews in their yard. Wendy said they had a crew with chainsaws take out several trees. Then they had a crew put down grass and mulch. Then yesterday they had people out planting some green life. I told Wendy last night I hope they know these crews because that is going to be expensive. The neighbors' yard was not much to look at before. Now it looks pretty good.

We decide it is time to spruce up our yard. We have a couple of trees near the road that are dying or at least have ugly growth around them. One time, whenever it was, we did trim back and cut a few trees. One tree I had left the stump and vines grew up around it. I figured that one would be easier. So I decide to tackle that one.

Friday night we talk about doing yard work on Saturday. We wake up Saturday morning to a downpour. Well there go our plans, but wait...at 9:00 am the rain quits. So I go out and trim up the growth. I push on the stump and it comes right up. It was pretty much dead. Then it starts to sprinkle. As I am moving the limbs out of the yard, the bottom falls. I get drenched. I head inside. My clothing is stuck to me. As I pull my t-shirt off I hear a sound compatible to listening to a conch shell.

We think well the rain is set in we might as well run errands. So we do a couple of things. The rain stops for good around 2 pm. Around six o'clock I debate about going back out. There is a cedar tree that is almost dead and has growth in it. I decide to go and take a look. I am able to trim back branches. I am able to take the tree down. Now what is left is the stump. I push on it. Not moving. I pull on it. Not moving. I dig all around it. Nothing. I tried for a couple of hours, maybe not that long, but for awhile at least. Needless to say the stump is still there. There has to be some kind of root that is holding it in place that I am missing. I can move it in some places, but not in others.

Well that was my weekend and the rest involved sleeping.

The law of distraction

I will admit. I get easily distracted. Just this morning I was convinced I did something. When I checked, it was not there. Then I remembered I did something else.

I think it comes down to we all want to do something else. Or the little things pop up and block the big things.

Some distractions can be annoy. Yet, there a few that are good. Like having a nice surprise from a loved one. Wendy is good about that. Though I admit I am sometimes to boneheaded to see it.

Here is to distractions. They can be Hey! What does this button do?

It madders

At church Wendy and I are taking a class on raising children. The study is based on boundaries for children. The authors say that children need boundaries to grow into responsible adults, but at first they will not like those boundaries. It is interesting so far, but with Joy being so young it seem hard to apply.

The last lesson was on tantrums and envy. As I was reading thru the chapters, my first thought was I am worse than children. I still have tantrums today when I do not get my way. My tantrums involve sulking and beating myself up. I probably am envious of others...what they have and what they can do. I know these things only lead me to feeling more depressed with my life.

On the bright side, it is never too late to change. That frown upside down. Plus, I have a great wife and daughter. So I do have those things going for me. Other than that what more could I need? Of course they are a few things I want...

Ready for the week end

Last week was a rough week. Everything I touched went wrong. Every machine at work I was dealing with malfunctioned. I was not in a good mood all last week. I think everyday at least one bad thing happened and sometimes more than more.

I was hoping this week would be better, but it has not been great. I suppose even a little bit is am improvement.

I had a horrible headache yesterday. I think it was lingering from last week. It required me (well, Wendy was the pushing factor) to take some medicine. I think it put me out because I was exhausted. I did not feel like watching tv or reading. I even woke up later this morning than normal.

One day at a time because that is all I can handle.

Now that is service

Last Wednesday evening I was ordained as a deacon at our church. I have not been to many ordination services, maybe two if that meaning. And certainly I have not been a major participant.

I was shocked when I received a few weeks ago saying that the church wanted to affirm me as deacon. Our church seems like it has many deacons. Each deacon has a flock of about 4 to 5 families. So they do need a lot of deacons. Our church is good about trying to put people into service positions. Wendy and I have been tapped for a few things already. I know that the odds of me being chosen after awhile were good. Now was the time. I was a little apprehensive because I know it is a big commitment, plus people I know had declined.

The service was based on the passage of Scripture of the interchange between Jesus and the Samaritan woman at the well. My church views deacons as a servant role. So we were encouraged to be living water. The newly ordained deacons, eight of us, were given a cup to symbolize being living water. It was interesting because either the cup had a mineral taste or the water did.

Then came the part everyone associates with the ordination service...the laying on of hands. Most people wonder what is said. I have always heard that you cannot really hear what the people are saying. Most of the people I could make out what they were saying. It is interesting because some people I could tell who they were, but others I could not. I could tell that some people told everyone the same thing as they went down the line.

The orientation meeting is this Thursday night. So I will learn what all is involved. It will definitely be a learning experience.