Another year older...

It has been a while since I have blogged. I have gotten older by a year. I now have to up the age when I get on the tread mill. At least it doesn't say 40 yet. Football season has come to a merciful end. In addition, our feeder high school lost in the first round of the play-offs saving me a trip out west near Lubbock. The only dark cloud in my holiday season sky is basketball. We have our first game Thursday with 8th grade. If you have ever kicked a large piece of furniture in the middle of the night with your pinkie toe, you have experienced the joy of a basketball game at my school. Imagine kicking the same piece of furniture with the same pinkie toe 4 times a week for 2 months and 8-10 times for 6 weeks of tournaments in January and February. That is basketball season for me. There are a few funny moments along the way but you know that settee (I love ours!) or armoire is coming quickly. My wife is so wonderful for putting up with it (coaching not the settee). I love you so much!



My workouts have been a lot more consistent than my scripture reading. However, there was a funny moment last night while reading. The passage was proverbs 17:25.

• 25 A foolish son brings grief to his father and bitterness to the one who bore him.

To fully appreciate the verse, you must read my wife's blog referenced on my page. We laughed and I believe God was trying to say it will be alright, it's just a toilet. The punishment will remain but it is OK, boys and toilets are made for each other. Thanks for Dave in California (and $100) for the new lid. I hope to blog more often this week. I do enjoy it, but it is on the back burner on my commercial kitchen 12 burner stove top of life.

Bad Week... How's yours?

Just a quick hit, a friend of mine at work is having an interesting week. Monday in class, he was the recipient of the "Two fisted flip-off" and this morning at practice he was issued the proclamation, "not everyone wants to be in cross-country so shut up!" Being the supportive friends and colleagues we are, we gently offered our support and reassurance. Be strong Dawg!Teaching is great! One day a kid tells you how much they like your class and the next you get F-Bombed. I love my job! Things are never dull.

Tuesday's Musings

Tuesdays seem to be my only days too blog. After today, there are only two more football games. In class, we are reading The Diary of Anne Frank. It is interesting to see how the students respond to what is read. Today, we have begun to watch some Holocaust survivor documentaries. I cannot begin to conceive the atrocities portrayed in the video. It is very heavy but the kids need to see the evil unleashed by darkness and depravity. I am a little depressed by it all. We are taking the kids next week to the Holocaust Museum in Dallas. I pray the kids are respectful and reverent.

I was saying prayers with my boys last night and I was surprised how well they are doing. My 4 year old spouted off 5 or 6 sentences without stopping. At that point he said ,"What else dad?" My oldest (8) even prayed to be drug free, thanks Red Ribbon Week. I love to hear my boys pray. You never know what is going to come out.