I Say It Best When I Say Nothing At All.....

If you have read my previous post , you'll understand the logic to this post. The other night, I had to get up to use the bathroom. When I returned to bed, Cora said, "you know, if you didn't want to turn on the light to use the bathroom, you could just do what we women do and back in and sit on the toilet." To be honest, in all of my years, I had never considered this. My response was, "well, I would consider doing that, but my biggest fear is that someone may leave the toilet seat up and I may fall into the toilet." Never mind the fact that Coralee and I are the only two people who use this bathroom, if I were to do such a thing, my manliness meter may drop a few degrees. No can do! I'll continue to turn on the light and do it like a man!

Yes, call me crazy, but I put my dog, Jack Bauer, on my company's website as one of the employees. Yes, he also has an email address, jbauer@aspenhillsmortgage.com. In tribute to Jack, Scott sent me a great email: 50 Facts about Jack Bauer (from 24) 1. Only Jack Bauer can fly a plane from the luggage compartment. 2. The city of Los Angeles once named a street after Jack Bauer in gratitude for his saving the city several times. They had to rename it after people kept dying when they tried to cross the street. No one crosses Jack Bauer and lives. 3. Going to China is all part of Jack Bauer's master plan to rid the world of Communism. 4. Jack Bauer doesn't need to eat, sleep, or use the bathroom because his organs are afraid of making him angry. 5. Surrounded by terrorists and nerve gas, and handcuffed to a table leg, Jack Bauer laughed to himself and said, "I have them right where I want them." 6. If Jack Bauer was in a ro...

Last night, when he was supposed to be sleeping, Jeff let us know that Nate was getting out of bed to turn on his bedroom light. Each time we instructed Jeff to tell him to turn off his light, he would return and tell us that he would continue to get out of bed and turn it on again. I finally went downstairs and instructed Nate to turn off his light so he could sleep. He said, "but Dad, I need to sleep with my light on." I reminded him that he has never slept with his light on and it was not cool to begin to do so now. "But Dad, I'm going to sleep with the light on, because it is okay." "Well, if you sleep with the light on, it will wake you up in the middle of the night and you won't be able to sleep and then you'll be grumpy in the morning because you didn't get enough sleep." "No, Dad, the light won't keep me up." "Why do you want to sleep with the light on?" "Because Bryson told me that there are monsters...

Thanks, Derek, for the reminder. I was about to break a habit. I've decided the rambling on about each day of the previous week just doesn't work for me. I'd rather just ramble, so "I beg your pardon", but here I go. This week has been as hectic as ever. Matt will remain in his cast until near the end of February. Hallelujah when that day arrives! Coralee and I have decided it will be too difficult to try and bring him to church while he is in the cast, because it has already been challenging enough to juggle him and an infant at church, even before the injury. I stayed home this week for the first half, and then Coralee returned and allowed me to go for the latter half to teach my lesson. For an hour prior to my opportunity to go to church, I spent it cleaning up poop that Matt managed to get all throughout his cast. Apparently, this kid had been saving up and he managed to drop a "man sized" load. This may have been more than a "man sized...

Friday's generally slow down a little at work, so it gives me a good opportunity to blog. Since I haven't been in the habit of blogging much in the past year, I will try to do this each Friday. We'll see how long it will actually continue. Like all resolutions going into the New Year, most of mine fizzle out by the first or second week. One of my resolutions from last year was to run on the treadmill. I've heard that Gold's Gym has come up with something called CardioCinema. I guess it is a room with all kinds of exercise equipment, and all of the exercise is done to a movie. Apparently, it is very popular. This is no different than what I was doing last year. Our treadmill is down in the family room, and that is where we do some of our movie watching. The idea was to run while watching a movie. That lasted for about three movies worth, and then I became the same old, excercise-less soul that I am today. Ah well! Resolutions, I believe, are made to be br...