Oh, to be young again

Packed and ready to go. We leave in the morning.

I had a lie down chat with Jackie tonight (she doesn't pay much as good of attention if we are sitting up) trying to calm her down. She is convinced that she is old enough to be home alone and take care of herself. And while I tried to convice her that Ashley is mostly watching over the house, I had to break it to her that she still has some things to learn. Like: pooping in the corner even once in a while is not ok (don't tell her I told you about that, she will be upset with me if she finds out; thankfully her reading lessons are still very slow in coming), and that kleenexes are not for chewing and tearing into smaller and smaller pieces, especially used ones. After mentioning that, and abiding a few promises on her part that those things wont happen again if I left her alone, I finally conviced her that if I put out all of the wonderful food mom made for her most of it would surely spoil before we got back, and she would have to go hungry. So Ashley needs to be her at least to feed her, and while she's her they might as well hang out. I am glad that is settled. (thanks ashley).

I will see my wife in a few days. I will have to appologize for our phone conversation the other day. Brielle got some gloves from another person on the prep team that she was excited about. While she was exclaiming her love of these new gloves to me over the phone, I realized that they were the same kind I reccomended we pick up for her before she go. So instead of sharing in her new found joy I playfully scolded her for not believing me that they would be good to have and unintentionally killed the joy in her voice over the gloves. Oh, the many things to learn about being a husband.

I hope this trip doesn't kill my rekindled joy of blogging and reading blogs. Please pray for the team. I understand there are almost 100 people going. Pray that we love one another and show love to those around us in the village.

Talk to you when I get back.

When i was young, It seemed that life was so wonderful

Living the life of a plumber has been about what I expected. I have gained a decent amount of strength as well as many hours of experience on tools ranging from a sawsall to a jack hammer. I have stood to my ankles in raw sewage and balanced on the beams of a house frame. All in a days work I say, but you are more than likely to find me changing a water heater out or repairing a broken/clogged drain.

My love is gone these days. She has left with the prep team for the mexico trip we will all be leaving for Thursday morning. I would say my bed is cold at night without her, but I do have jackie who seems to know that she is allowed to sleep on the bed while Brielle is away.

I have strayed from the blogging world over the last few months. As I read the posts of my friends it makes me miss them. If you all, or maybe just some of you, are reading this from time to time I say hello to you.

I won't promise to fill you all in on the great stories that you missed not being here although I have partially composed a few of these mentally with the follow titles: "So were you in the shit? Yeah, I was in the shit", "Jackys 'Outdoor' Habits", and "First hand witness to an 80 year old woman all but being run over by her own car while we push it to the side of the road and literally dragging her by her trouser leg and shirt to kept her legs away from the tire since she refused to let go and roll."

Stop and listen to a good song tonight. If you need any suggestions just let me know. And if you are feeling sorry for yourself tonight stop and say a prayer for Adam, Laura and the rest of the world.

Now watch what you say or they´ll be calling you a radical a liberal, oh fanatical, criminal. Oh won´t you sign up your name we´d like to feel you´re acceptable, respectable, oh presentable, a vegetable!