Tuesday, November 27, 2007

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.

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