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// April 27th, 2009 // No Comments » // WORDS OF WISDOM
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| Last night, Jadyn and I were watching the fireworks display at Sea World from the comfort or our back yard.
ME: Oh Jadyn, you missed that one because you were looking down. It was a cool one. JADYN: Re-wind it. |
// April 23rd, 2009 // No Comments » // OUT LOUD THOUGHTS
That if you’re not living in His presence, Power, & Reality, then you’re truly missing it….
LYRICS:
God in my living
There in my breathing
God in my waking
God in my sleeping
God in my resting
There in my working
God in my thinking
God in my speaking
Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything
Be my everything
God in my hoping
There in my dreaming
God in my watching
God in my waiting
God in my laughing
There in my weeping
God in my hurting
God in my healing
Christ in me Christ in me
Christ in me the hope of glory
You are everything
Christ in me Christ in me
Christ in me the hope of glory
Be my everything
// April 23rd, 2009 // No Comments » // EVERYDAY LIFE, WORDS OF WISDOM
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| I woke the kids up to drop Jessica off at the airport with me. Shortly after pulling away from the curb…
VICTORIA: I miss mom… JADYN: Your breath stinks. And life without mom begins…. |
// April 21st, 2009 // No Comments » // EVERYDAY LIFE
After Jadyn’s birthday party, we got out of the house and enjoyed the community with some friends….
3 months in to gymnastics and Jadyn (5) shows off a back bend at Sunset Cliffs
Sunset Cliffs - just down the street from our house...
The Pier at OB....Yeah I took that pic on my Blackberry the sunset is really that awesome...
// April 20th, 2009 // No Comments » // EVERYDAY LIFE
Well, I seemed to have fallen off the face of the planet over the last week and with good reason: I didn’t have internet access. Okay, I guess I should say I had internet access on my Blackberry, and although WordPress has an app that you can use to blog from your mobile, I just couldn’t imagine writing more than a paragraph with my thumbs. I’d imagine that’d take forever – and it’d be dated by the time I got it live.
My Twitter updates were less than expressive and pretty vague as well, so I’ll use the next few blogs to try to help me process the last week of my life.
I’ve actually avoided blogging for the last two days because it was one of those overwhelming feelings of “where do I even begin.” So I suppose I’m going to make a valiant attempt – at least an attempt anyway – to unpack my experiences, thoughts, and feelings. Some of this will be utter nonsense, but some will be profound. Don’t expect it to be chronologically accurate.
A NEW CROWN…
I finally got a new crown for my front tooth. Somebody told me the other day that I just needed to take better care of my teeth. I said, “I have – ever since I got kicked in the face when I was 16 years old.”
The crown worked beautifully for years and with precision sliced through perhaps 1000s of hamburgers, 10,000 slices of pizza, 100s of PoBoys (it’s a Louisiana thing if you’re scratching your head), and one expensive, disgusting Mediterranean meal that made me second guess whether I had legitimate Palestinian genes or not.
My first bite of a Nutty Buddy in a booth of a little coffee shop on Newport Ave with Jadyn turned out to be the most expensive ice cream I’ve ever eaten.
I swallowed my crown and it was stuck in throat. I would have gone to the bathroom immediately to try to cough it up, but it was one of those wonderful businesses on Newport that isn’t friendly to homeless people with full bladders – nor is it friendly to paying customers. So Jadyn and I ran home immediately.
On the 1.5 mile drive, I reminisced about a guy I saw on the Tonight Show back in the 80’s who could swallow a Rubik’s cube, flip it in his stomach, then upchuck it and show it to the audience. I figured if that guy could pull off a stunt like that, surely I could force myself to puke up a small tooth.
Minutes later, my bathroom looked like I was trying to film a behind-the-scenes episode of America’s Next Top Model. I’ve never tried to force myself to puke before, and I really could have used some advice. I did manage to puke in chocolate and vanilla swirls with chopped peanuts, but all I produced were broken blood vessels all over my forehead and around my eyes.
So to top of being toothless, I looked like someone who’d take a few punches to the eyes.
I wasn’t going to go down without a fight though. I’m an incredibly thrifty person, and I was determined that the tooth was not lost yet – after all it was still in my person. For once I was happy that my wife was a plastic grocery bag pack rat, and I utilized perhaps 3 months worth of bags as a screening filter over the next few days.
I’ll leave you to your imagination.
To no avail, I never produced the tooth. I’m either a terrible miner or the crown is still stuck in colon.
Fast forward to last Monday. I’d lived for weeks with a temporary, and actually adjusted quite well to the point that I really wasn’t lisping that much anymore. But last Monday was a special day as I got my new tooth with about 6 hours to learn had to annunciate all over again before I’d stand before a crowd and speak in Fresno.
// April 11th, 2009 // No Comments » // {BEST} TWEET OF THE DAY
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yabbadab dyeing eggs…the yellow dissolving tablet always looks orange doesn’t it? Even after all these years… |
// April 10th, 2009 // No Comments » // {BEST} TWEET OF THE DAY
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yabbadab I’ve lost my mind – I accidentally deposited my wife’s prescription in the ATM… |
// April 10th, 2009 // No Comments » // EVERYDAY LIFE
Here’s proof…
// April 8th, 2009 // No Comments » // EVERYDAY LIFE
As I was pouring coffee this morning, I heard the drama in the next room and knew what was going on. Victoria and Jadyn slept together in the same bed and Victoria’s “rinse off in the tub” at 7:07am was a sure sign that the sea of dreams they were in minutes before wasn’t a sea at all – at least not one of dreams.
And Jadyn said, “Shhhh…’Toria don’t tell mom…”
And ‘Toria didn’t. I guess because ‘Toria has been around and knows the world that she lives in. It’s a world of secret societies and agencies led by moms who seem to know everything.
Jadyn, at age 4 and 361 days is going to experience this harsh reality today as she will every time there’s the attempt at doing something sneaky:
There is no getting past mom. She really does know everything.
I used to think that God was omniscient, but now I think God is just really connected to every mom walking the planet.
It was true of my grandmother who hid her powers by giving credit to little birds – fowls who were her personal informants. My mother was a little less humble. She said, “Your mom will find out!”
Jessica likes to use it as a tool of psyching out our kids and a means of preemptive discipline:
“I know everything that’s going on. I even know what you’re thinking. You can’t fool me. When you do it I will know.”
So I gave my kids a “best wishes” kiss on their heads before I snuck out of the house. I could hear mom’s footsteps as I pulled away.
// April 6th, 2009 // No Comments » // {BEST} TWEET OF THE DAY
A Twitter post today from the bathroom…
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yabbadabI think I just heard a human being explode in the stall next to me in the bathroom… |
