Aftermath
This is a view of my office after a busy Frontline / Starting Point weekend. There comes a point on a weekend like this that you stop looking for places to put things, and just...
Category: Purely Personal
Sweet Sixteen
Today, there will be no Frontline preparation. There will be no answering e-mails. Heck, there won’t even be my hourly check of Drudge Report. Today my bride and I celebrate sixteen years of marriage. I’m...
Winner, Winner, Burrito Dinner
I remember a conversation with my middle son about filling out one of those “free dinner” cards that you often see sitting in the lobbies of restaurants or the countertop at a gas station. I...
1Another :: Bear the Burden
At the Summit, we’re currently going through the book of Acts of Sunday morning. Our Cannonball series is walking us through the “why” of church life. Today is a two-fer (here’s the other post) as we wrap up...
Best Quote of Christmas Vacation
The setting: Christmas morning, pulling up into my parents’ driveway. From the back seat, Austin, my eleven year old who – the last time I checked – is in the gifted program at his school,...
Convoluted Conversation
We just returned from the Christmas trek to Tennessee / Alabama, where we took part in what I refer to as the Biannual Festival of Awkward Small Talk (BFAST). Okay, so I’ve never really called...
Oh Bring Me Some Figgy Pudding!
Yule Blog Week continues today…a series of really short posts that will help you get your blog fix and get back to Christmas. A couple of weeks ago I waxed rather poetically about Christmas songs I...
My Favorite Christmas Gift So Far…
…okay, in full disclosure it’s my only Christmas gift so far, but I gotta tell ya, this will be sure to make the top three. Thanks to Leanne, my First Impressions director at the Cole Mill...
Defining Insanity
Someone once defined insanity as doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. I’m thinking that this person had kids. In our house, we experience insanity roughly every 29 minutes. It usually...
An Open Letter to the Lady at Target
This is a little strange, since you and I never spoke. Likely, you never even knew I was there. Both of us were shopping in the pharmacy section; I was scoping out some cold medicine,...
