Nipped in the bud - February 24th, 2006

"Well, today's eight-year-olds are tomorrow's teenagers. I say this calls for action and now! Nip it in the bud! First sign of youngsters going wrong, you've got to nip it in the bud."

Happy Birthday Stephen

It's BACK

It is back by popular demand. We have added the bedhead page to our new web site. Click here to view your favorite participants.

Arctic Circle or Minot?

This morning I looked the weather reports in the Arctic Circle and Minot is several degrees colder than anywhere in the cirlc. For instance, one of the northern most points in Greenland is -9 degrees. On my way to work this morning I saw this:

My eyeballs froze to my lids.

The little things in life

This morning I awoke at 3:45 AM to calm Asher from his early morning hysteria. I walked into our kitchen where our indoor/outdoor thermometer hangs on the green wall. I looked at the outside temperature and had to look again just to make sure I wasn't reading it incorrectly. It was 1 degree above zero. I said to myself, "self, that is cold!" I then went downstairs to check my email. My home page is set to the personalized Google page. One of the options I have chosen to be on my personalized page is the local weather. Today looks warm - almost balmy - compared to Friday. My father said it was supposed to be in the 70's in Cape Girardeau today.



Even though the weather conditions are not that great today the small things in life cause me to rejoice. I drove to my local Starbucks (yes, Minot has a Starbucks) and purchased a tall coffee (oddly enough the tall size is the second to smallest of four sizes). I was pleasantly surprised to find that the coffee of the day was Guatemala Antigua. When I worked at Starbucks this was the coffee I drank most often. It is one of my favorites. It is the small things in life that make one happy. When it's as cold as the set of March of the Penguins and the forecast doesn't look much better, it is good to have simple pleasantries. I am thankful!

Oh, and it just started snowing.

Lessons from Ralphie

I choo choo choose Kirsten. I love that woman! She is nice. She loves me. She is a good mommy. She makes good cranberry walnut bread. She has great green eyes. She has a huge smile - even when I tell stupid jokes. She is hot hot hot! I love my wife!

1 + 1 = scary

Carrot Top _________ Carly Simon

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Shaun White

Galatians 4:1-7

1. I mean that the heir, as long as he is a child, is no different from a slave, though he is the owner of everything,
2. but he is under guardians and managers until the date set by his father.
3. In the same way we also, when we were children, were enslaved to the elementary principles of the world.
4. But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law,
5. to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons.
6. And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!”
7. So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God.

My wife - young and beautiful!

Saturday, February 4th was Kirsten's anniversary of birth. I tried to post this on Saturday but the site was down so I will post it today.

Although some are not,
My wife is quite hot.
Not like the beetle's dung,
My wife is still young.
Her eyes are bright green,
and I think that's keen.
A mom and a wife of fun,
at the young age of 31.

Happy Day!

I don't understand. Every year in February we celebrate this day. Something about a shadow and more winter. I don't understand how this thing could even see its shadow. Especially now that it's wrapped in plastic. Well, for those who do celebrate! Here's to you.