My family is cursed when it comes to cars. The minivan has a starter problem. The big van an ABS malfunction. The saturn a transmission problem. The bean a cracked shock. My truck needs a new exhaust and water pump. The pathfinder is finding it's way to the junk yard tomorrow. We're trying to set a record with the station wagon: longest time unused. The S10 needs entire brake system. That's a total of 8 cars. Each one's got a problem. Who cursed us, and please uncurse us!
Man, I really do love Christmas. The disappointing part is that it seems to get less and less special each year. It loses its magicalness. Maybe because Santa's not really part of Christmas before. Maybe because I don't get a hundred toys that I end up playing with only for a day. Maybe it's because Christmas break used to seem like it would last forever and now it comes and goes in a snap. I really do miss my childhood Christmases.
But I am certainly enjoying this Christmas this year. Right now I'm in Iowa with my dad's side of the family. Last year I didn't get to come, so I'm really loving it. You know, we're not really doing that much. Just sitting around and hanging out, but it's still great. We went to my grandma's yesterday and celebrated our Christmas meal and opened gifts. Today we're at my Uncle's house just chillin, talkin, watchin football. We also decided to try an old recipe for klub (pronounced kloob). It's an ancient Norwegian dish of potatoes and ham. It's freakin delicious! But it took forever and a day to prep and cook.
Gifts I've given: gas card.
Gifts I've received: Texas Road house gift card (including a bucket of Texas Road house peanuts and that sweet metal can, and a gift certificate for a free appetizer). A card and check from my aunt, and another card and check from my uncle. A bond from my Grandma. A book "Do Hard Things." A David Crowder album: Church Music. Some underarmor type stuff. Gift card to blockbuster and microwave popcorn. Thermal jeans. Skittles. A letter. Boggle. My guitar fixed (don't have it yet, but it's almost done). I think that's it.
Is it better to give than to receive? Well, I love the gifts I have received. I do feel crappy about not getting gifts for anybody. And I feel really thankful, blessed, indebted, and undeserving when I think about all the money people have spent on gifts for me over the years. Like from my parents are relatives who have spent money on me every year. It adds up man. I love getting gifts, but I just feel bad when I receive gift after gift, year after year.
The semester is officially over. But I still get to go to Trinity to deliver mail. Joy. But I'm glad my classes are done. I'm not really anxious to start the next semester, but it can't be as bad as this past semester. During break I'm just going to chillax, disc golf, visit friends, drink and be merry. (Except maybe for that last one...) I'll probably clean up my house, maybe do some electrical work in the basement, and dance. I'll have tons of time to spend with my family, which I look forward to. Hopefully I don't get sucked into the TV too much. You know what I'm sayin?
If you wanna hang out, holla at ya boi, and I'll be there in a jiffy. Thanks for not stabbing me.
I just began reading through the Bible and I've hit a dry spot already. By that I don't mean that I've stopped reading. I mean I've hit a verse that I just can't get past. Genesis 2:3. All the commentaries I've read talk about it as God setting an example for us, just showing how important the Sabbath is. But I just feel like there's more to it than that. But I just don't know. Any thoughts?
For once I've actually got a weekend planned out somewhat. Tonite's Man Night at Craig's. (Man Night is something married guys come up with. It's just a clever way to get the woman out of the house). Then tomorrow morning I'm heading up to Kenosha with Jeremy and some clothes and such. I'll be putting in a new stereo once I get home, and then I'll be heading down to hang out with Rachel for the day, or till whenever she kicks me out. Then Sunday night I've got youth group. Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Today while I was in class I think I got a little confirmation from God that Bib Studies was the way to go for me. In my Intro to ministry class today, we spent the whole day on building a tool to help high school graduates pick a church when they move on to college. We were supposed to be learning this stuff and I already knew it. It's just too wasteful to me to spend time "learning" about ministry like this when I already know it.
I'm not trying to say I know everything about ministry. There's always stuff to learn. I'm just positive a Bib Studies major would help me out more. You know what I'm sayin? I just kicked the Christian Ministries major with my energy legs. Thank you powerthirst.
This past weekend I got a chance to go to Iowa with Jeremy and Adam to visit Jon and his family. I always love visiting them, and this time was no exception. We left late Thursday afternoon and returned late Sunday night. It was a shorter trip than usual, so that sucked a bit. But I got to disc golf everyday there, and I loved that. I got to play with Micah and Ruthie. I got to drink lots of bubbly (white sparkling grape juice, its a tradition). I got to go to Godfathers. We saw Ninja Assassin. We stayed up late every night. We got to enjoy Sarah's fine cooking. It was just an enjoyable weekend. It wore me out, I'm exhausted. But I had a blast and I miss the Duey's already. Hopefully we can make it back out there during Christmas break.