We spell trouble R-S-V in our house

Everything was great until last night, when we found out that Hannah has RSV. This sucks because now, I need to stay home with her, and Carrie can't come home until at least Sunday. And that sucks. However, I am singing a new song to the Lord, because Hannah doesn't have to go to Valley Children's. He is good, and He has a plan for this. I am thanking God for my mom, who is helping me out, and Carrie's mom and dad, who is staying with her and will keep her at their house until she can come home. And good ole Auntie Brooke for taking Hannah yesterday and watching the boys today. I am singing praises to Him for my family, and for my boys who aren't sick anymore, and that I only have one kid in the hospital right now. It's very nice to be able to keep my eyes on Him so that I don't have to worry about what's going on.

I sure miss my baby though, and my baby boy, too.

Picture time!

Update - half way done

Well, we're a day in, and mom and baby are doing great. Carrie has walked at least twice, and is waiting to toot so she can eat. Isaac is so laid back, it's great. My attention is to Hannah now, who is sick for day 3 now. Auntie Brooke is taking her to the dr., so we'll see. More later!

A little bundle of joy

8 pounds, 10 ounces. 20 inches long. He kinda looks like Luke, but kinda has Hannah's chin, and he's got dimples like Noah. He is just cute as a button. Full head of hair, and so quiet and content. I love my little baby boy so much, it's not even funny. Happy birthday, my little Isaac!

Carrie is doing great, she feels great, she's wiggling her legs and moving around as much as possible. We've had great nurses so far, our O.R. nurse was phenomenal, everything is just going so wonderful. Oh and to top it off, we got a single room, so I can stay the night and help Carrie with the bubba all night. God has so amazingly blessed us today, words fail.

Case of the Mondays

Well tomorrow is the big day. I'm going to have another son this time tomorrow (hopefully a lot earlier than now!). It's weird, there was never the same kind of feeling with the other kids as there is now. Noah was completely unplanned, but Luke and Hannah were. But this time, it's different. Maybe it's because Carrie is having surgery, or maybe it's because it's so definite. You know, with an induction, there's the whole load of variables that comes with labor. You don't really know when the contractions will start, how long it will take, all kinds of stuff are up in the air. But with a C-section...it's set. There's no guessing. The only variable is if they push our surgery time back. That, and if Carrie's going to get a single or double recovery room (aka I can stay there all night vs. I have to go home at night).

And just to add a twist to all this, Hannah is sick. Mean sick. Fever and runny nose and coughing. Poor sweet baby girl. She has a cute little squeal in her voice now, it just makes you want to lol. Hopefully she'll be better when it's time for Isaac to come home. Isaac. One more little one to worry about. Should be fun. God be with us.

Oh the joy of being Santa

They don't call me Saint Nic for nothin! I just finished assembling all the kids' "Santa" presents for Christmas. Carrie helped out with the train tracks, but I had to put together Hannah's new kitchen. Man, I'm ready for bed, but they are going to freak in the morning :D.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

By now, I should be immune to everything

So at this point, I've been sick for 2 straight weeks. There is a price you pay when you have small children (ok, there's a lot more than just one, but stay with me). They get sick all the time, and that means YOU get sick all the time. I'm thinking at this point, my kids, my wife, and I have been sick so much that our immune systems should be out of control awesome.

In other news, we're having a baby pretty soon. This should be a very interesting Christmas, we'll just have to see HOW interesting. There could be a whole different kind of chaos this holiday season, but we'll see.

Servant Songs in Isaiah

So I've been getting Ligonier Ministries (R.C. Sproul) magazine Tabletalk for the last few months, and have been able read little bits of them here and there. From what I've read, it's been very good, I always learn something from the articles, and there is a daily devotional section of the magazine which is also very cool. This month, Dr. Keith Mathison wrote an article in it called "The Wondrous Cross", and about halfway through he mentions these "Servant Songs" in the book of Isaiah. My interest was grabbed by this, and I almost stopped reading the article to look these up. When I finally did look them up, I was AMAZED. Why am I just now learning about these passages???

For those of you scratching your heads (like me), there are 4 sections towards the end of the book of Isaiah that are called the Servant Songs, and they are about (as you could guess) God's servant, Jesus Christ. They are at:

42: 1-9
49: 1-6
50: 4-9
52:13 - 53:12 (all of ch. 53)

Keep in mind that this book was written ~700 BC. Yes that is SEVEN HUNDRED YEARS before Christ. God is amazing.

Exerciiiiiiise the bell-eh!

So, for the past month and a half, I've been on a structured exercise routine. My weekday mornings look something like this:

5:30am - alarm goes off
6:00am - actually get out of bed
6:05am - make a half bowl of cereal
6:07am - make my post-workout drink
6:12am - start eating cereal and reading Bible
6:30am - start exercising
7:10am - done exercising, drink post-workout drink
7:15am - shower and get ready for work
8:00am* - be at work

This is the most structured I've been since high school. It's kinda nice, and my body is thanking me, because my belly isn't nearly as repulsive as it was 2 months ago. I just started my December routine, and I've decided that I'm gonna have to make some permanent diet changes to really maximize the results of all this effort. Definitely start that in January :).


*How on-time I am to work is indirectly proportionate to how much I have to help Carrie with the kids.

Ow ow ow ow OW!

Not to sound like a wuss or anything, but my cat bit me on Saturday. I suppose I might have had it coming, because I was trying to groom him. But then something really spooked him, and he got all aggressive on me. And then he bit me. Like ten times. So my hands and arms look like I got in a fight with a lawn mower. Also, (according to my wife) so does he, because I didn't get to finish shaving him. That should teach him. But it doesn't make my hands feel better. Especially my right thumb. He bit right THROUGH my thumbnail, and let me tell you, that is just wrong on so many levels. I've never wanted to throw my cat through a window...until Saturday. It kinda makes me feel like a bad person, because I've always liked animals, but now that I have kids, I totally understand when people say "it's just a cat/dog". Pets just don't compare. My kids can totally piss me off, but I never want to hurt them. I wanted to Hulk Smash my cat. Is that so wrong?

I could do this all the time

I'm home with the kids this morning. Carrie's doing her 3 hour tour of her insulin levels, so I get to relax a little and take my time getting to work. And after the day I had yesterday, it's a welcome break.

I'll tell you, I'm grateful to be where I am now. I have supervisors and coworkers that are supportive and work as a team. I have not always worked in a situation like this, and it is a real blessing that I am thanking God for, especially when the you-know-what hits the fan.

And speaking of you-know-what, you know what I like about being home with the kids? It's not flying around here. It comes to you from effort you don't have to put out, and it's wrapped up in a cute little package. No surprises, no last minute rushes, you know what to expect and after a while, you can see it coming from a mile away. Kids are great, no?

He was lost, and now he's found

Today was interesting. My cat is sick, and I planned on taking him to the vet this morning. But when I went to get him in the carrier, I couldn't find him anywhere. High and low, even outside. Nowhere to be found. So I went to work. Then after lunch, I came home so I could go with Carrie to our ultrasound. Isaac did not cooperate, the little stinker, but we still got some cute pics. Then we come home, and my cat comes sauntering down the hall! I box him up and take him to the vet. Now he's gonna be on special food forever. Woohoo! Could be worse though. I'm just happy he didn't run off or anything.

Happy fun time

Man I'm dying for some free time lately. I just spent an hour catching up on my RSS feeds because I haven't read them in 2 weeks. I'm just now getting around to looking here, and it's been about 2 weeks. I also have yet to redo my talents for WoW, and it's 11:30 right now, and I'm not sleeping.

On the positive, I am still working out after 3 weeks, and I'm looking into taking my diet seriously. It's amazing how crappy I eat, and I just know I'd get all kinds of benefits if I actually paid attention to what I'm stuffing my face with. Also, Kevin and I got the latest expansion to Civilization 4 (a year after it's been out), and I must say, it really adds a lot to the game. And we haven't even got to the future tech stuff. I've played it all of twice now, but still, fun times.

Also, I'll be really happy after this election is over. I'm really starting to get exhausted with all the election stuff being EVERYWHERE I look. And I'm also tired of reminding myself not to worry about the outcome, because God is in control. Seriously, our nation is in deep trouble with this election, and we totally deserve to get jacked, but I have been praying for God to have mercy on us, and if you aren't already, you should do the same.

What a horrible night to have a curse

Cookie alert: you get one if you know where that's from.

So I'm not tired. And I really should be. Sleep is my friend, yet here I am. I just spent 3 hours going through all my RSS feeds on Google Reader (which is great, btw). Really, it wasn't going through the RSS, it was reading a couple choice things from them. And the bulk was spent reading a comment thread on a blog that's all about proclaiming the lameness of seeker-friendly preaching. Very interesting, and it totally made me lose track of time. And so I hate it right now.

Been a while since my last post, I guess. I started lifting weights again. Carrie asked me if there was a cute girl at the office or something. In all honesty, I'm sick of seeing pictures of myself and seeing my gut hang over the top of my pants. EWWWW! And I hate having no energy all the time. Working out is great, because it solves both of those, with a couple added benefits as well.

Life's been pretty busy. I can't really remember when the last time was I got to partake of some "leisure" activities. Work is going to relax for a little bit, so I'm told, so maybe that will help with the overall hectic-ness of it all.

Ok, I think I'm tired now. G'night.

Hmmmm

I just finished mowing my backyard! You like?


I think it's starting to get darker sooner.

Shack attack

So I've known about the supposedly-wildly successful book "The Shack" for about a month now, and in that month I've heard some pretty disturbing things. This book has supposedly sold millions of copies, is being handed out by churches, has people saying that it has changed their lives and that they prefer it over the Bible. Now that alone would appall me, but it only gets worse.

The book is basically about a guy who has gone through tragedy in his life, and God invites him to meet in a shack. And in this shack, he meets "god". "god the father", "god the son" and "god the spirit", all as separate people, all talking to him and each other throughout the book. Oh yeah, "the father" starts out being a woman named Papa. An older, black, grandma-type woman (think the Oracle in the Matrix movies, baking cookies and everything). "Jesus" is a middle-aged middle-eastern man, and "the spirit" is a tiny oriental lady.

I've read a great review about this book on Tim Challies' blog (a link to his blog is over on the right), but then I found out that Dr. Michael Youssef preached on it less than a month ago. He conveniently listed 13 heresies that are in the book (which is not exhaustive), but I thought I'd list them here:

1. God the Father was crucified with Jesus
2. God is limited by His love and cannot practice justice
3. On the Cross, God forgave all of humanity, whether they repent or not. Some choose a relationship with Him, but He forgives them all regardless
4. Hierarchical structures, whether they are in the Church or in the government, are evil
5. God will never judge people for their sins
6. There is not a hierarchical structure in the Godhead, just a circle of unity
7. God submits to human wishes and choices
8. Justice will never take place because of love
9. There is no such a thing as eternal judgment or torment in hell
10. Jesus is walking with all people in their different journeys to God, and it doesn't matter which way you get to Him
11. Jesus is constantly being transformed along with us
12. There is no need for faith or reconciliation with God because everyone will make it to heaven
13. The Bible is not true because it reduces God to paper

Here is a link to Dr. Youssef's page about the book: link
Here's a link to Tim's review: link

I could go on and on about this, each of those 13 above could be a post all by itself. Needless to say, DON'T buy this book, DON'T read this book, and DON'T let your friends read it either. As Dr. Youssef put it, blatant evil is one thing, subtle heresy is even worse, don't kid yourself or listen to anyone that would say "it's just a fictional book".

It's ALIVE!!!

I live. Honest. Yes, it's been awhile since I posted, but I warned you (see blog title). I'm on the upswing of illness, there is light at the end of the tunnel for my current project at work, and things just feel like they are slowing down. I don't know why, maybe it's because I've been sleeping more with this blasted cold. Noah is doing Awanas on Wednesdays now, which puts Carrie and me at the Wednesday night service at church, which is cool. Yes, it is another thing, but what can you do?

We're going to be doing a 40 day fast with our church for a number of things, one of which is the upcoming election. Carrie is trying to convince me to fast soda. Which also happens to be what Kevin told me to fast. Hmmmm... I'm not entirely convinced, but my wife has her ways of making me bend to her will (I can just see the sad eyes and pouty lip now). So I'll probably be fasting soda.

Is it Friday yet?

So I'm home with the kids because Carrie has a dr. appointment. I could go into details and what's wearing on me, but it really all comes down to one thing. I need a vacation. I've been so busy lately, I really think it's starting to wear on my physically. Bleh.

Sunday Sunday SUNDAY!!!

As posted below, I've been busy, but by God's grace, I have had good priority management. I am now off to bed, but I did manage to work out a "rough-draft" of an outline for our discussion on Catholicism this Sunday. By the way, for anyone looking into studying false doctrines and religions, http://www.carm.org is legit. Here's what I have so far (I just KNOW I'll have to cut back further :( )

Things to talk about:

• Sola gratia - what is grace?
• Unmerited favor

• Sola fide - what is justification?
• Justification by faith ONLY

• Peter as the first pope
• Do you smell what the Rock is cooking?

• Papal infallibility
• A man who cannot be wrong

• Apocrypha
• Adding to the Word

• Tradition vs. Sola Scriptura
• Is Scripture sufficient or does tradition add to it?

• Indulgences
• The depravity of tradition

• Sacraments vs. Solo Christo
• Is grace provided by Christ or works?

• Purgatory
• Christ's death not sufficient?

• Mary vs. Soli deo gloria
• The goddess Mary

• Mass
• The "recrucifixion" of Christ

• Compare to Morms, JW, Islam
• So close it's scary

• Gospel for the lost
• Hold to RCC = not a child of God

• Testimonies of ex-priests
• What mattered to them?

I warned you

So Carrie has very politely pointed out that I have neglected posting here as of late. I have no one to blame but myself, I suppose, but there just isn't enough hours in the day to do everything. I've actually been neglecting many things, and this was one of them. I haven't logged in to WoW in over 2 (3?) weeks. I STILL have not finished Twilight Princess, and I've had the game since it came out. My garage is only half clean still. And I'm pretty sure if I were to try any song on Rock Band, it would be a dismal failure. Oh, and my "ark" as not seen very much progress, though I've documented some pretty good ideas within the last few weeks.

So what has been taking up all my time? Well, I'd be lying if I didn't mention Final Fantasy Tactics on my PSP. Thank you very much Kevin, I have been fully addicted to it lately, to the neglect of other free-time activities. I played this game on the PS1 about 12 years ago (!!!), and I didn't even get close to finishing it. The translation was bad, the story was convoluted, and much to my chagrin, I couldn't level-grind my way to superiority. Well I'm older and wiser now, they redid the story parts, and now it's a very entertaining game. And I can take it anywhere and there's multiplayer, so Kev and I can do missions together. Hurrah.

Also, I have been doing lots of reading and studying on Biblical things! I suppose I can hold my head up high, because of all the things I've neglected, God's Word is not one of them. I am preparing to teach about the Catholic church on Sunday, and I have never been more excited to teach before. I think what gets my goat about it is that Catholicism has become the "face" of Christianity in the public eye, and I don't think we could have picked a worse "denomination" to put there. But of course the world will do anything to undermine the gospel, so should we really be surprised? Also, precept will be starting up again soon, so I'll be a studying fiend for several more weeks for that. *phew* Didn't I say I learned my lesson about not posting for a while?

bleh

I'm calling it a night. Progress: not worth mentioning. Few times in my short life have I needed a shower more than right now. As of right now, I have no idea how all our stuff can be put away neatly. And that's after I've thrown out stuff. Hope wanes. We'll see how tomorrow goes.

TIMMY!!!!

So I finally passed Timmy on Rock Band. I three starred it. Barely. But it was all I had left on medium solo tour, besides the one song after it. And of course the song after it was Pleasure by Bang Camaro, and I five starred it :). Guess it's time to start practicing hard...

Tonight I will have the joy of organizing my garage. Because I hate Derrel's mini storage, I don't want to give them anymore of my money. And also, we're getting a new washer and dryer on Friday (cheer!), so I need to make room. We'll see if I survive. This is what it looks like right now:

A is for apple

B is for what we're having! A....baby! LOL.

So yeah, the little bugger was really shy, not only hiding from the camera but being modest, too. Stinker. However, after I left (because I had to leave a little early), peanut decided to be free and give up the goods.

Equipment. Boy.

So I'm excited, but there are so many logistical questions that are now nagging my brain, but Carrie is nagging me to get over it and just be happy. And I am happy. Noah and Luke have a baby brother, and Hannah shall ever be the princess of the family. I know everyone who I talked about this said things like "wouldn't it be great if it was a girl?" And yeah, it would have been, but it's also great that it's a boy. It might have been a little more convenient as a girl, but I'm ok with 1 less monthly visit to worry about later on (LOL!).

Carrie is trying to force the name Isaac on me. When she told me a nickname for Isaac is Ike, she really wore me down. I like Ike. Little Ikey. :)

That's why they're called business socks

America is rockin! I watched the men's gymnastics last night, couldn't believe how awesome those guys did. Until pommel horse anyway. But I was really irritated at the high bar scores they got. All three of the guys killed it, and that second guy's routine was RIDICULOUS. But then the judges totally jacked his score! We got like a mid-15 score, where the chinese were getting 16s easy. I don't get it. I like to think that I'm being open minded here, and that if it was a Japanese or German guy I'd feel the same way, but I guess there's no way to know for sure, and I'm certainly no judge. But man those guys rocked it, and they deserve that medal.

In other news, we get to see the peanut today via ultrasound. Hopefully he/she is cooperative, and shows us the goods so we can finally stop calling it "the baby". Stay tuned.

Beeps and boops

Anyone who knows me knows I'm a geek. In case you needed more proof of this, I will tell you that I have always liked video game music. Even back on the NES. I would pause games and just sit back and listen to the game's music sometimes. I remember playing a game I didn't like very much all the way to the end just so I could hear the music on the last level. So imagine my delight 4 years ago when I came across a website where other people not only like vg music too, but actually remix it. Now, I'm quite sure I just heard some of you scoff at this, but I'm telling you, this is good stuff. The site just released it's 11th album, this one for the classic PC game Doom 2 (http://doom2.ocremix.org). It's probably a little dark and metal for some people, so I thought I would also share a couple of songs that really represent the community well (and also that I really like).

One from the NES game Megaman 3 (and I think the best song on the site right now) - link

And my brother's favorite song on the site - link

There should be an award for this sort of thing

As if I needed any more proof that my love for my wife knows no bounds, I did the unthinkable tonight. I watched "so you think you can dance" with her. And I actually watched it, too, I didn't just sit in the same room with her. I know I know, but in all seriousness, the 2 guys that are still in it are pretty cool to watch. They're hip hop, so it makes it easier to watch because there's no emo to deal with. And that Joshua guy can jump like 10 feet clear, no joke. So anyway, I had very little respect for dance until I met my wife, who is a dancer. No longer could I say that dancing is lame, lest I not wake up in the morning. I had to back up and try to appreciate it for what it is. For one, it's hard. Very hard. But some of it is also very cool, especially when done right. So to be very honest, tonight was not as painful as it could have been.

That's one of the funny things about marriage, you sometimes have to rethink your opinions on things that are important to your spouse. Something you thought of as silly before can't be silly anymore, because your spouse likes it. For Carrie, probably the number 1 thing she had to re-evaluate was video games. Now, she plays them with me (some. REALLY limited amount). However, there are some things I still won't get after all this time. Like her fascination with these things she calls "books". I think I saw one or two of those in school, and I'm sure I was supposed to read some, but I can't remember how I got away with NOT reading them, because I'm certain I didn't. And I'm sure she will never understand what's so great about coding. But that's ok, because I get money for doing it, so she has to respect it for at least that.

It's 12 o clock somewhere

What is this??? A post on my blog in the middle of the day?? Yes, that's right. The entire County can come to a stand still for 10 minutes while I try to collect the pieces of my brain that just exploded out of my ears. You know, these "desk jobs" are so easy. All you do is sit around all day, right? Well I'm trying to code business rules and systems that are too complex for their own good, and they are giving my head a beat down. It just makes me wanna cry, Jim.

So while I take a breather, I thought I'd share with all 2 of you that read this what I did last night. Guitar on rock band. I played through medium solo tour until I unlocked level 9 (and the Metallica song, woo hoo!). And freaking "vasoline" on MEDIUM can kiss my butt. It's on level 8, but it absolutely stomped on me the first time I tried it. Did I mention on medium? But it was all that stood between me and Metallica, so I did my best and 3 starred it. Barely. Then I tried "enter sandman" and lol'ed at how much I suck. Then I tried expert mode. At half speed. And was a terrible failure. Man I'm telling you, I'm prepping myself for hard right now, I'm holding the frets differently and everything, and I can even play a couple songs on hard with relative success. But expert? Forget it. I have no idea how anyone could do it. It just goes so fast, even if I know what notes are coming, my fingers don't move that fast. I guess it's the same way I thought when I was still on easy and I saw medium or hard, but this just seems more impossible.

Ok, my head feels better. Time to think really hard until lunchtime.

Mistakes were made, lessons learned

Well, another week is done, and as usual, this weekend was gone in a flash. Another week is just about to start, and all the things I hoped to accomplish last week, but failed miserably to do, now have another chance to get done. I actually dread right now, just before bed on a Sunday night. Not because of where I have to go tomorrow, but because of where I don't get to be. I'm one of the few that actually likes my job, I like where I work, I like who I work with. But I don't get to be with my wife and my kids, and that stinks. But do everything as unto the Lord, right?

Speaking of which, right now we are doing an 8 week study on "other religions" in our church class (Sunday school?). Today was on atheism, and I taught. I thought it went pretty well, though I was getting quite a few blank stares during the lesson (that is actually more common for me than I think is normal). We did end up having a good discussion once we started talking about evolution, probably because there is more to talk about with evolution than there is about atheism. At least according to my brother. But what I kind of realized while preparing, at least in a less vague way, is that atheism is just a fancy word for rebellion. Because that's really all people are doing when they live as an atheist, they are rebelling against God. They may say they have a reason, or maybe not, but in the end that's all it is. They don't think they should be held accountable to someone who is capable of holding them accountable for everything they've ever done, and deep down think they don't deserve it. They just take God from the #1 spot and put themselves there. The Bible calls that a "fool".

The more notes I took about this, the more I wondered why this doesn't get talked about a lot. We talk about how people can have their own opinions and it's no big deal, but it is. It is the biggest deal there is! People who reject God are in serious peril, and we all coast through life like there will always be tomorrow, Christians and non-Christians. God never promises tomorrow. He could return tonight. You could die tonight. The person you care about could die tomorrow morning. Nothing is certain. The only thing that matters is what you do with the man they call Jesus. I can think of people that I haven't seen for years, and I wonder where they are in their lives right now. I think about all the people I could possibly reach if I ever finished my "ark". God willing I do before time is up. But if I don't, will God still say to me "well done, good and faithful servant"? Or will He say "you know, you were awfully lazy". I feel like the latter on Sunday nights like this.

Wow, apparently I'm in "deep thoughts" mode, cause that's like 10 pages I just wrote. Guess I should stop now. For those that didn't stop reading before now, I'm sorry. I really like hearing "your blog is funny" from those that have read previous ones, but now I'm gonna hear "your blog made my eyes cramp from reading so much, you big jerk". So here is my vow, that my next post will be light-hearted and full of jest. Unless my hamster dies and I post about it*. See? See what I did there? I said I'd let it lie, but I didn't. Anyway I guess lesson learned, if I do this more frequently, I won't be compelled to ramble in one giant post like this.

* I don't have a hamster.

Protestari

So with this fancy blog comes a fancy google account. And what is a google account without gmail? That's right, I set up a gmail account. Let me take you through the "rationalization" process that brought me to act in such a way:

• I was using an anti-spam email address to sign in for this, but it was annoying to type.


• Fancy google has a fancy custom home page you can set up. And my current custom home page (pageflakes) has been annoying me as of late.


• Gmail actually lets you read email from different accounts, so I can check all my email in one spot (nice).


• I want to be cool like everyone else and have a gmail account

Ok so that last one is a lie, however, God was in this, because I learned something new today, and I'm totally psyched about it. My gmail address is protestari@gmail.com. "So what?" you say? Well gentle reader, prepare to be in awe of how cool that little word is.

"Protestari" is a latin word that means: "declare publicly, testify, protest". It is also the etymilogical root for the word "Protestant", and we all know that THAT is cool. However, the word itself also has a cool double meaning to it, because "publicly testify" is exactly what we should do as Christians. Pretty cool, eh?

As a side note, I will not divulge how long and how many names I went through to create a gmail account. Apparently I'm the last person on the Intarweb to have a gmail account, because EVERYTHING was taken. I even went through the "5 solas", they were all taken. At least there are other people out there willing to associate themselves with sound theology, I suppose. One more thing, to the 2 "Nic Llanos" out there, (because nicllanos AND nic.llanos were both taken), don't be jealous, I'm not trading you :P. Hehehehehe.

Think of the children

Now my post titles show up on my bride's blog page. I have a "naughty" word in the last one, and I wouldn't want to give anyone the wrong impression about her, so now it's fixed. I'm a fixer. It's what I do.

Also, my "sky light" is now gone in my cubical. A gentleman came and put a ceiling tile in place of the gaping hole in the ceiling above my desk. He also decided to knock down as much dust and tile debris as he could from up there onto my self, desk, and keyboard. It could be worse I suppose, he could have dropped a hammer on my head or something.

Now then, back to work.... I can already tell this is going to do nothing but bad things to my life.

Someone check the temperature in hell

No one can ever say that my love for my wife has any limits. This page's existence is documented proof that my wife can make me do whatever she wants. For a far more entertaining read, you should check her's out.