Country music?!?

So I was driving Lindsay to work today and on my way back I couldn't get a particular foo fighters song out of my head, so I turned on the radio. Now, for most of you, that might release a rush of pop or rock songs pouring forth from your speakers, but I find myself in, what some might call, an unfortunate situation when it comes to car entertainment. My car is an '83 (sometimes, like last night while driving a jr. high kid to the church, I feel like adding BC to that number) Chevy Celebrity. All original interior, including the AM only radio. Needless to say I listen to my iPod in the car whenever I can (it's only as dangerous as having the car stereo cranked), but on some occassions I find myself without and must turn on the radio for a distraction...like from people I feel should be endowed with a crushing blow from my 3,000 lbs of metal for something they did which I didn't particularly approve of (ok, prolly not 3,000, but it sure drives that way). To my surprise, I found myself liking some of the songs that came on, particularly the one with the following chorus which inspired this blog, entitled (I'm fairly certain this is the title anyways) "Back When";

Back when a ho was a ho
Coke was a coke
Crack was somethin' you're doing
When you are crackin' jokes

Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said, "I'm down with that"
What you meant was the flu

Ah, for those good ol' days.

Makes me long for days on the farm... Sometimes I wish I hadn't had to leave the farm, but then I wouldn't have some of the wonderful things and relationships, particularly the ones with God and my wife, that I have. C'est la vie! (I hope I spelled that right....never was very good with french grammar and spelling)

The Work Horse Rides Again!

So, I'm trying to get into a mental state where I am prepared for all the moving I'm going to have to do in the next couple months. And no, Mike, I'm not putting this all on you. Lindsay and I have decided that we need to move out of this apartment and it so happens that my Dad and his wife are going to Australia to see my sister get married. What does this have to do with moving, you may ask. Well, since the folks will be gone for more than 2 months, they need someone to look after the place... keep it clean, mow the lawn, take the mail in... in a word, house-sitting. The good part of the deal for us is that said folks will pay the mortgage and the bills while they are away, so Lindsay and I can live relatively payment free for 2 whole months, in the process saving some money. Now, this money, along with some money in savings, will hopefully go to buying a condo or a house outside the city. So we'll be moving out of our apartment and storing our stuff, moving Mike and Amanda into their new place, then moving our stuff back into a different place (God willing, not another apartment, but we'll see what the funds look like).

This brings me to the Work Horse part of the title. I have been thus dubbed because of all the assistance I've given to Mike and Amanda over the years, moving various pieces of large furniture (whether I knew what I was getting myself into before going over to their house or not). So, the Work Horse will ride again and hopefully nothing will break in the process... me or the things being moved.

Back again

Hello again faithful readers,
Apologies for the length between blogs again. Seems like I don't have as much time as I used to to waste time, what with the job and school and having something of a social life. My loving wife has pleaded with me to keep my blog going because it helps me keep up on my writing and grammar and whatnot and she even went as far as to start her own blog so as to comment on mine. I was a little disheartened at that fact that I wasn't getting very many comments and thought that reflected poorly on my readership, which is why I was thinking of abandoning my blog. I'm not sure if I'm actually getting anything out of blogging. Some people may feel it has some cathardic value, but I don't feel like I'm getting that from my blog. Perhaps the problem lies with me and the depth, or lack thereof, of my blog subjects.

On that note, I've noticed some pros and cons with the new iPod that I got for Christmas, mentioned in my last blog. It's nice to have something to listen to when I'm wandering around campus and whatnot besides the chatter of my fellow students, but I fear it's affecting my interaction with the people I do know. For example, today I almost snubbed Lynette because I was too engrossed in listening to my music and was only able to respond to a call of my name at the last second. I tend to go into something of a trance when I'm walking between classes, shutting out most of what is happening around me because sometimes its either annoying, disturbing, or unimportant, but it backfired on that occasion. I also almost snubbed Rissy while I was walking because of my trance-like meandering, so apologies to both ladies. I didn't mean to ignore and I hope you can forgive me if it seemed that way.

For anyone who is curious, things are going pretty well with life. I'm going on a youth retreat next weekend as a sponsor, so that should be a new and interesting experience. I'm not quite sure what to expect, but it should be pretty fun and I hope that both the kids and sponsors learn something about God and His ways while we're up at Redberry. Please pray that no one gets injured as we'll be doing some toboganning on what I gather is a rather crazy hill, lined with trees and somewhat narrow. We'll also be playing some night games and that could get a little dangerous with unseen objects in the snow and around the camp. With work, I'm going to be rather busy that days that I am working because we're doing what is called a "January Tune-up" which involves a lot of cleaning and somebody coming from one of the other stores or something and rating us on our cleanliness. This, as you probably know, is almost strictly my area at work (with the exception of my new facilities buddy, Colin), so we'll be cleaning pretty hard. Ah well, I got some extra long (for me) shifts at work next week to get all the extra cleaning done and Colin is a really hard working guy. Should go fine.

Well, that's about it for me. Sorry it's been a rather long blog, but I had to make up for all the time I missed out on and I didn't even cover all that has happened since the last time I posted. Hopefully I'll have some interesting stories to tell about the retreat and work. Take care all.