Large project finished Wed night. Drove out to Augusta Thursday morning for Jessica's graduation. Back from Augusta Sunday night. Flying out to OKC tomorrow morning to see my niece Graduate from Kingfisher HS. I remember back in 1988 when Nichole lived on campus at OCC (or OC or OCUSA depending on your viewpoint). Laura was finishing up her schooling, and Granny graciously stayed on campus to help out with Nichole. It seems like a lifetime ago, but the river of life just keeps a chuggin' along. I am excited for what her future holds, but (like a good uncle) want to make sure she has a plan, and on a good path with her new independence. She is enrolled at NOC to sit at the feet of Uncle Glenn, and learn photography. For that she is in good hands.
There is much more to post on, but need to wait.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Just got back from the Christian Family Services board meeting. I've never served on a board like this before, and I guess this means I'm all grown up...naaah. Who am I kidding-I want to host the golf tournament every year, and give out the trophy. Seriously, a good group of people who help many single moms, babies, etc...
I just remembered that I misspoke in the first paragraph. I actually served on a board in the 5th grade. A group of us guys started the "Baa Baa Black Sheep" club. Of course this was named after one of the greatest TV shows of all times. I was the president, and the dues were a silver dollar (no kidding!). This guy Steve was the treasurer. Steve moved to Miami, OK, and skipped out with our money. I should have been treasurer. With interest I figure Steve owes me $78 give or take. If you see Steve R-tell him to pay up.
I just remembered that I misspoke in the first paragraph. I actually served on a board in the 5th grade. A group of us guys started the "Baa Baa Black Sheep" club. Of course this was named after one of the greatest TV shows of all times. I was the president, and the dues were a silver dollar (no kidding!). This guy Steve was the treasurer. Steve moved to Miami, OK, and skipped out with our money. I should have been treasurer. With interest I figure Steve owes me $78 give or take. If you see Steve R-tell him to pay up.
Ramblin'
Last night I finished a project in Wildwood, and promptly had zero time to prepare for class. I love the Beth Moore study books, but am finding it difficult to find time do the lessons and prepare for class.
Tuesday night I experienced the fun part of my business. This is when we fire up the outdoor lights for the first time, make adjustments and additions, and soak in the finished "visual portrait" (nice buzz-word in my biz). The ingredients to outoor lighting are so representative of life and relationships. You have darkness, light, a power source, many adjustments...you can make your own storyline.
Tomorrow marks the start of a new large project in Columbia. I am hoping the weather cooperates, and doesn't rain us out. Meanwhile, I am still trying to find time to put together a business plan for a new startup at the beginning of next year. During the next few weeks, we will be travelling to Augusta, Oklahoma City, and Neosho. I think there will be some time to squeeze in some strategery (as GWB would say).
Tuesday night I experienced the fun part of my business. This is when we fire up the outdoor lights for the first time, make adjustments and additions, and soak in the finished "visual portrait" (nice buzz-word in my biz). The ingredients to outoor lighting are so representative of life and relationships. You have darkness, light, a power source, many adjustments...you can make your own storyline.
Tomorrow marks the start of a new large project in Columbia. I am hoping the weather cooperates, and doesn't rain us out. Meanwhile, I am still trying to find time to put together a business plan for a new startup at the beginning of next year. During the next few weeks, we will be travelling to Augusta, Oklahoma City, and Neosho. I think there will be some time to squeeze in some strategery (as GWB would say).
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Room At The Inn
Happy Birthday To You...
This song now has new meaning. Today is a little girls 2nd birthday. Her name is Asia, and I met her last night. A bunch of little kids and mothers were singing this to Asia at the church this morning at 7am. No presents. Just a choir of little voices coming from one of the classrooms. Lots of people roam the halls of this church building, but this sweet group was there under different circumstances. Those classrooms were serving as bedrooms.
One of the programs our congregation supports is called Room at the Inn. Homeless mothers and their children get shuffled around to different church buildings for a meal and a place to sleep. I signed up for the task of spending the night at the bullding, entertaining the kids, and helping these moms out however I could. There were 13 last night. I didn't spend time wondering, analyzing, and judging them. It's too easy to sit in that seat. Those kids (and their moms) need love and attention. While I tried to remember their names-I failed half the time, but realized the importance of acknowledging their name in a conversation. So, I did what comes naturally. I played with the kids, hugged the kids, rocked the birthday girl to sleep the night before her birthday (with Monsters, Inc blaring in the background), and fed them popcorn and snacks (thanks to Geri). I skipped out on a Cards baseball game to do this-and will gladly do it again.
This song now has new meaning. Today is a little girls 2nd birthday. Her name is Asia, and I met her last night. A bunch of little kids and mothers were singing this to Asia at the church this morning at 7am. No presents. Just a choir of little voices coming from one of the classrooms. Lots of people roam the halls of this church building, but this sweet group was there under different circumstances. Those classrooms were serving as bedrooms.
One of the programs our congregation supports is called Room at the Inn. Homeless mothers and their children get shuffled around to different church buildings for a meal and a place to sleep. I signed up for the task of spending the night at the bullding, entertaining the kids, and helping these moms out however I could. There were 13 last night. I didn't spend time wondering, analyzing, and judging them. It's too easy to sit in that seat. Those kids (and their moms) need love and attention. While I tried to remember their names-I failed half the time, but realized the importance of acknowledging their name in a conversation. So, I did what comes naturally. I played with the kids, hugged the kids, rocked the birthday girl to sleep the night before her birthday (with Monsters, Inc blaring in the background), and fed them popcorn and snacks (thanks to Geri). I skipped out on a Cards baseball game to do this-and will gladly do it again.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Unknown Soldier
Wash DC. April, 2005. Just reminding you to thank a vet. No matter what war, conflict, or action. Freedom isn't free.
Ramblin' Questions
Here are a few questions that are coming to mind this morning.
Do you feel confident in your relationship with God?
Are you fulfilling all expectations in your relationship with your spouse?
Do you strive to maintain bonds of friendship through miles and time?
Do you prefer Snickers or Chocolate Covered Pretzels?
Do you feel confident in your relationship with God?
Are you fulfilling all expectations in your relationship with your spouse?
Do you strive to maintain bonds of friendship through miles and time?
Do you prefer Snickers or Chocolate Covered Pretzels?
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Benjamin at 1 month
Now that I am figuring out how to post pics, here is Benjamin. We can't wait to see him.
Random Musings For The Day
Last night I was talked into taking a day off, so here I am at the beginning of my day off. Not that I am lazy, but I just finished a big project and am feeling burned out on a few things.
My business is fine-but need a little break.
I like the Beth Moore study on the life of Paul-lots of homework before I moderate the class-but I need a little break this week (thanks to Brett).
We recently had a discussion on how nice it would be to actually live in a place where family and/or old friends also lived. Don't get the impression we are dissatisfied with STL. We have made great friends here, and enjoy being closer to family (in either drive-time, or a cheap Southwest flight). My friend Barry might feel the same way-since he has moved through 3 different timezones over the past years-basically starting fresh each time. Sometimes it would be nice to just pick up the phone and go to lunch or hang out. This is something that Mark, Darrel and John in OKC have put into practice for years. Hopefully they don't take their weekly lunches for granted.
Last night I found out that "Danielle" won her exemptions on the LPGA. She was one of the golfers on Big Break III (Golf Channel). She is one tough competitive cookie. This is a show that I really enjoyed. I can't claim to enjoy watching womens golf on TV, but there was something interesting about this series. I like watching how people interact in stressful situations. I like studying personalities. I like sports. What a great combination. Speaking of personalities, this is one thing thing that cements my belief in God. Just another dimension to marvel at.
I need to run...Word to the wise. If you have eggs boiling-don't forget about them. I now have to clean up 5 exploded and smelly eggs. Contents on ceiling, floor, burner, tile, etc...
Later on my day off:
I am not sure if this is an urban legend, but evidently John Wayne had 40 pounds of impacted fecal matter in his guts when he died. True or not-quite an unappetizing thought. One thing for sure-after mowing our lawn, this is not a problem the neighborhood dogs have. Now I know why all the owners walk their dogs at night (with empty sack in hand). This reminds me of one of the funniest jokes I've heard in quite awhile. It involves a man, his pet monkey, a bar, a que ball, and a bowl of cherries.
My business is fine-but need a little break.
I like the Beth Moore study on the life of Paul-lots of homework before I moderate the class-but I need a little break this week (thanks to Brett).
We recently had a discussion on how nice it would be to actually live in a place where family and/or old friends also lived. Don't get the impression we are dissatisfied with STL. We have made great friends here, and enjoy being closer to family (in either drive-time, or a cheap Southwest flight). My friend Barry might feel the same way-since he has moved through 3 different timezones over the past years-basically starting fresh each time. Sometimes it would be nice to just pick up the phone and go to lunch or hang out. This is something that Mark, Darrel and John in OKC have put into practice for years. Hopefully they don't take their weekly lunches for granted.
Last night I found out that "Danielle" won her exemptions on the LPGA. She was one of the golfers on Big Break III (Golf Channel). She is one tough competitive cookie. This is a show that I really enjoyed. I can't claim to enjoy watching womens golf on TV, but there was something interesting about this series. I like watching how people interact in stressful situations. I like studying personalities. I like sports. What a great combination. Speaking of personalities, this is one thing thing that cements my belief in God. Just another dimension to marvel at.
I need to run...Word to the wise. If you have eggs boiling-don't forget about them. I now have to clean up 5 exploded and smelly eggs. Contents on ceiling, floor, burner, tile, etc...
Later on my day off:
I am not sure if this is an urban legend, but evidently John Wayne had 40 pounds of impacted fecal matter in his guts when he died. True or not-quite an unappetizing thought. One thing for sure-after mowing our lawn, this is not a problem the neighborhood dogs have. Now I know why all the owners walk their dogs at night (with empty sack in hand). This reminds me of one of the funniest jokes I've heard in quite awhile. It involves a man, his pet monkey, a bar, a que ball, and a bowl of cherries.
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