Hmmm...

• So, when you're home alone, do you shut the bathroom door when you use it (#1,#2, shower/bath)?
• Have you ever tried putting your pants on opposite leg first? Or tried putting your keys/wallet in the opposite pocket?
• Why do I bend over when I brush my teeth?
• Why do I find it abhorrently disgusting to share deoderant?

Lately I've been into trying to figure out why I do some of the things I do. It leads to larger questions like "why do I believe what I believe?" but I'm not looking too deeply here at this moment. Let's keep it light for now. Why do you do the voodoo that you do so well?

Yo Adrian!

Dash took quite a fall this weekend... ugh. He was running downhill on our blacktop and just got a little too far out in front of himself. I was just going to shout at him, "You better slow down buddy!" and wham-o. Face-brakes. I felt so bad for him. I mean, little kids, especially boys are always getting scrapes, bruises, cuts, etc. and Dash is certainly no different. But I was a little suprised how bad it made me feel. He's ok though. Took it like a big-boy. That's all I can ask for.

A reflection on church this weekend: We can be blessed by our past (cursed too!) but our blessing lies in our present and future. As the saying goes, "we can't live off of yesterday's blessing". It's right, we can't. There are times when I long for yesterday, but it's gone. Good or bad, it's gone. I can't get so wrapped up in things that have already happened at the expense of missing out on what is happening. Since we know what the past was, it's easier to visualize it than what our future could be. But God wants us now and tomorrow, and really cares little about how you were. If He has me now, in the now, then he's got me. And for as long as he has me (or rather, I have Him) He's got control of my tomorrow. Though I never know what tomorrow has, or even today, I take comfort in that He is with me until the end...and then some.

My Students

Some comments on my students this year...

• I love it when I see kids get dropped off in the morning, but because they have just gotten their driver's permit/license they get to drive the minivan. It takes me back to our old brown wood-paneled Oldsmobile station-wagon that was totalled twice while I was at the wheel.
• I have a freshman girl who has a huuuuge lisp. It'th ridiculouth. She's a real sweet girl.
• I have a freshman boy named Jack Hunter and whenever I can I call him "Jack Hunter: Man's Man" in my deepest announcer voice ("Here's to you..."). Or I insert his name in Chuck Norris jokes.
• I have a set of twins (but in different periods) and they are IDENTICAL. I'm sure they could switch and swap at any time and I'd never know it.
• I love (for now) teaching seniors. They're starting to get comfortable, a little, with who they are. They're cool. And they're definitely not as ackward or uncool as Freshmen(but I love that about them).
• I am overwhelmed by the number of students whose parent(s) went to school with me! I COULD BE THEIR DAD'S! NOOOOOO..... I am way too young for that. I'm not sure when or how people like Kim Pfal, Keith Dyer, Cherokee Groat, Sarah Johnston, Chad Osborn, etc. got so old so quickly, yet I have remained... (who am I fooling)

On my way home last night, an old familiar Blues Traveler song came on the radio that I hadn't heard in years. It was "Hook". And guess what? I still knew 98% of the lyrics. Remember that part where it goes into "Suck it in - Suck it in - Suck it in if you're Rin Tin Tin or Ann Boylen..."? I nailed it. It was almost as though someone was speaking it for me because I didn't know what lyric was next but it kept flowing out. Like I was speaking in tongues in the language of John Popper. Now I know what Bunny Rabbit feels like.