This is my place for writing and reflecting on life here in the mountains. Close to the sky, close to my children and family and most certainly feeling the closeness of God my Savior.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
oww! wow! and show!
I know i messed the rhyme
Ow my finger hurts after being smashed by my sawzall
wow, gouramis in the tank where mom goes for her pain treatments
show of old dried seeds pods the lake where I walk most Saturdays with my good friend.
I love the Daughter Dating Rules Post. Mine will turn 16 in a couple of weeks. She knows that any suitor needs to be informed of at least one thing:
I own firearms.
Of course, I've always maintained that God punished me with a beautiful, smart witty daughter because I didn't listen to Him a lot when I was in college. Thus, the amount of my worry will be directly proportional to the amount of my prior misbehavior.
Living life, higher at 7000 feet elevation. Where the smell of pines, a distinct nip in the air, the sunset and sunrise displays of color and light fill your soul and set your spirit soaring. From high atop the mountains, nowhere near the city, I think, I write, I try to make you laugh. It is just me, my oxygen deprived brain and my bird and squirrel friends.
I am a lover of God, and I am a lover of life. My three wonderful children help me be a better man, and I consider fatherhood my most important role. These kids have made my life meaningful and filled with beauty. Nothing compares to them or gets between us.
My mom lived 91 years and as youngest I was privileged to make sure she was comfortable and safe in her own home, was never alone, had plenty of friends and family coming around. She knew, before she passed away, how much we kids appreciated all she did for us over the many years.
I am the youngest of five. I have ADD and it makes me fun, or irritating, depending on who you ask.
Most of all I am real, so this blog has fun aspects and then serious writings, too. You get both, for one click of the mouse.
4 comments:
OUCH!! Good thing, though, apparently you can still type? ;)
OWEEEE!! That looks SO painful. All my kids have done that at some point.
Hi. Thanks for visiting my journal.
I love the Daughter Dating Rules Post. Mine will turn 16 in a couple of weeks. She knows that any suitor needs to be informed of at least one thing:
I own firearms.
Of course, I've always maintained that God punished me with a beautiful, smart witty daughter because I didn't listen to Him a lot when I was in college. Thus, the amount of my worry will be directly proportional to the amount of my prior misbehavior.
Cheers.
Cheers.
I hope your pain has subsided, David. I felt pain just seeing the picture.
To follow up Jennifer's comment, Dragon Naturally Speaking might work in a pinch if you find the typing becomes onerous.
Be well, my friend.
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