Weekend: I Do's and A Bruise

This weekend was simply incredible. The weekend for me started on Thursday. I had my friends wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner and it was amazing. Who would have know that beer and cheesecake go together? Well, the Flying Saucer does, and now I am enlightened too.

I DO'S

Then friday, Wedding at 6pm, it was very eloquent. Clean, classy and simple is the way to go! From the ceremony to the reception, everything went amazing. (Congrats Dave and Lindsey). From there me and my lovely lady hopped into the car and drove to Centerville, Tx to hang out with my parents for a weekend.

A BRUISE

On Saturday, I woke up and cooked a delicious breakfast of Apple Cinnamon pancakes and Omelets. Then after some time thowing the football....it began!

We (Jordan, Amiee and I) to take out my parents golf cart. Now this golf cart is not something you would hit the links with, it is gas powered and can get up and go. We started by riding on the roads, went and saw some horses, and had a good time. Then Jordan took the wheel. I recommended that we go back home (may it be noted) but he insisted that we show Amiee the back of the property.... 

So we were riding down the narrow paths that wind through my parents property, and after dodging and ducking under tree limbs, it happened...

Slowly, the vehicle pulled ever so slightly to the right...then...before I know it, we are all crushed under the weight of being thrown into trees and heavy brush!!! The golf cart came to rest on its side, me trying to hold it up and my little bro trapped under me and Amiee uncomfortably squished between me and the front of the cart. 

All of this because the steering column broke and all control was lost!!!

Damage Report: 

• I walked away with a scratch on my hand...
  
• Jordan had his legs cut up and a bruise on his thigh
• Amiee.....she has a bruise on her leg that looks like she got hit with a yardstick

All in all the weekend was amazing. We all walked away from the wreck laughing...

                             

Post-It Notes

They are such a staple of the office world. Who ever decided to invent this wonderful little blank piece of paper with a sticky strip should be awarded the title of "world's greatest thinker." So many incredible thoughts, pieces of information, and doodles (sp?) have been left on this 2"x2" space. Whether the color is traditional yellow, or some other variation, the principle of the things remians.

Yesterday, I got done with the 9:30 service at church, went to teach my sunday school class, and when I returned, my desk was riddled with these little gems. One on the phone, some on my computer, some on the desk itself. But when I was told there were some I had to find, I was ready for the task.

I searched drawers, I got under my desk on my back to look for them, I turned my desk area upside down and when I finally found them, I felt accomplished. So now they rest on my computer, covering every inch of space that is not a part of the screen! And they may never come down.

So, thank you Mr. Sticky Note inventor. Because of your idea, nay your dream, I am the happiest man alive.

Where are the words?

I am probably the worst person in the world to talk to when things are tough. I listen well, but if words of wisdom or comfort are being saught after, I'm probably not the best candidate. Not that I don't want to say something, or do something that is of worth that will improve the situation, but I always come up short.

This is something that I don't normally have on my mind, but it is here and I'm trying to figure it out. I know its not something I can change over night, but I want to be able to be the constant, solid, voice of comfort when anything happens.

I guess for now I am content in know that "words are remembered, but presence is!"
So here I am, without the right words to say, but with a heart that beats for you to be happy!

It's Official

I am no longer single. My stint in the "on the prowl" side of things ended on friday! Several reasons I'm excited about this.

• She's incredible.
• I think I have not been this excited about anything in a while (if ever).
• It happened on Halloween so I can't forget that for future reference.
• She was wearing an indian (native american to be PC) costume.
• She agreed to it despite me looking like an doofus(I said it) in my STARBURY outfit!

She's amazing. She's way out of my league. She is gorgeous. Hopefully she doesn't read this and change her mind because she realizes I'm an idiot! haha. 

In the words of Pure Prairie League:

Amiee what you want to do, I think I could stay with you for a while maybe longer if I do