Nothing Really

Not much to talk about today. But I have not written anything in over a week and my one reader is getting upset. Ok, I really don’t think anyone is upset, but let me live out my little fantasy. Anyway, here goes:

• I lost 4 lbs last week. I was off all week and didn’t work out or really watch what I ate. The previous week I worked out every day and tried to eat better then usual, and I gained 5 lbs. Go figure.
• My son is cool. Although he aggravates me sometimes I’m beginning to realize how cool he is. He’s starting to get into football. He wants to watch every game I watch. He’s starting to understand it a little. He played flag football this past fall, but at that level they’re just lucky if they remember to bring their flag belt to the game. Anyway, he finally understands that one of the primary objectives, other then scoring touchdowns, is that you have to go 10 yards to get a first down. He has lots of questions and I try to answer them, but he lacks the basic knowledge to fully grasp what I’m saying. Oh, the challenges of fatherhood.
• I like my girls too. Hannah does this goggle eye thing that cracks me up. And Lilly, wow. That girl just ain’t right. The things she does and says make me laugh until my sides split. She always has to be the center of attention and the life of the party. I have no idea where she gets that from?!?
• Then there’s Sarah, my wife. Probably the only sane one in our entire family. The rest of us are trying to drag her down with us, but I think God everyday that she refuses to completely give into the dark side. If she did nothing would ever get accomplished in the Davenport house.
• I hate to recycle. It bugs the crap out of me. But I’m slowing giving in and taking stuff out to the garage and putting it in the recycle container. What’s wrong with burying my trash under ground? They say that in 500 years we’ll have completely destroyed the planet. Two thoughts: 1) I think God will determine when the planet is destroyed and 2) Nobody is going to remember who I am in 500 years so what do I care? Anyway, it is cool to take glass to the recycle center and throw it in and watch all the glass smash.

Turkey Day

Thanksgiving is coming up next week. This seems kind of odd since its 70 degrees outside. I’m not sure if you can properly kill and cook a turkey in this kind of weather. Don’t get me wrong, I love the warm weather (and dead turkeys). It’s nice to ride around with my car window down (note I said window since only 1 of my 4 windows actually works). It’s also nice since I can send my three kids out into the back yard to play and not worry about them freezing to death. That’s the joy of living in Georgia. It never rains and never gets cold (or at least not cold for very long). Speaking of rain let me pose a question to you: Shouldn’t the average rainfall in Georgia be on a steady decline? If we’ve been in a drought for as long as the news says we have wouldn’t we technically be out of the drought. At what point do you just say “This is the amount of rain we get”? Again, I’m not complaining. I mean when you only have one working car window and no air conditioning the lack of rain is actually a blessing. So back to my original point, Thanksgiving. Giving thanks has always been kind of hard for me. I have a lot to be thankful for, as do all of us. My problem is to actually figure out why I’m thankful for the thing I’m thankful for. Do you ever find yourself being thankful for something because you get something OUT of it? Shouldn’t our thankfulness be shown by what you put INTO something? I don’t’ know, maybe it’s just me, but all too often I find myself thankful for things or people I just use to get what I want. Or people of things that make me feel good about myself. By next Thursday I’m going to figure this out. I think I know the answer, but I don’t know if I want to admit to it. At any rate, in the end, turkeys will die, potatoes will be mashed and gravy made. All so I can sit down with friends and family and say how thankful I am. But again, I’m stuffing my face, which I am always thankful for. I just have to figure out how to stuff my heart with the same thankfulness.

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