rest of the day

We made it through Christmas and now it’s on to a week of not knowing what day of the week it is.  (I always lose track of what day it is during the holidays) 

I slept til 10:00 today, which reminds me of why I don’t like to sleep late: It leaves me feeling hungover for the rest of the day. 

I just got home, after a quick stop by Chick-fil-A for breakfast.  I’m taking the rest of the day off...and maybe tomorrow too, to hang out with family.  But I had to brag publicly on the kind folks of Jacksonville, Florida first: They sponsored 156 children last night.

Thanks, Jacksonville.

Thanks to Peter Powell for this info......Lipscomb Mustangs HOME SWEET HOME!

Since five out of six people in this house (including me) have a cold this week and I'm feeling very uncreative, today I'll ask for your advice.

I am so tired. I had my kids last weekend and will have them this weekend, too, so I have been cramming all my long workouts into 5 days this week. Today was a killer..swam 3100 at Masters and ran 9 miles 20 minutes later. After the run I took a shower and headed to the school for my volunteer commitment.

Traveling home today after a great Sunday in Tulsa.  Expect nothing but silence from me the rest of the day.  But I’ll get back to blogging tomorrow.

In the mean time, a quote from George Bernard Shaw on my mind this morning: “The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it.”

This weekend is really shaping up to be something else.

This morning, we got a call from my older girls that three tires on my oldest stepdaughter's car were flat.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because, um, some guy ran me off the road. So then I drove on to my friend's house, but the car sounds horrible."

I can't think of a specific topic to write about so I thought I would experiment with writing for a certain amount of time with no goal in mind. Here is my 15 minutes, from 5:30AM to 5:45AM.

The last kiss I give Suzie everynight as I tuck her in is the best one of the day. Because everytime I give Suzie a good-night kiss she reaches up to her cheek or lips with her imaginary key to "lock it on."

I guess she has to make sure the kiss will stay the night through because it is only the "tuck me in" kiss that get's the "lock it on" treatment.

I don't think that was how most of us thought the game would go, but the only thing that matters is the Titans are 3-0 for the first time since 1999.  The defense gave up a bunch of yards and were tackled sloppily, but were able to hold the Texans to field goals for the most part.  It was good to see Cortland Finnegan put the game away with a 99-yard interception return for a TD.