The Gathering

Tomorrow is the Gathering at BT. Ealier this weekend Jesse asked me to do sound for them. I agreed, didn't sound like it'd be too much work. I found out that they had practice today from right after church till 4. I was not happy about that. They ended up practicing till like 230 or 3 maybe. Then I found out tomorrow they want us at church at 3. And it doesn't start till 630. So I'm gonna be at church from 3 till like 830... maybe 9. I'm not really happy about that.

I was just thinking about that and realized I've got such a crappy attitude about it. I'm participating in a big worship night. I should feel privileged and honored to be able to help. I get to give 6 hours of tomorrow to God. I'm lucky.

Jack Frost took his toll

My ma was washing dishes and there was no water pressure. She discovered my dad was showering. But he said the water pressure in there was low too. Nothing else in the house was using water. My dad said a water pipe probably busted down the road or something. A few hours later I spotted a van with an orange flashing light. Jeremy and I scootered down there to check it out. Sure enough there was a lake out there. Water was just gushing out of somebody's lawn. I didn't wear gloves. My hands just about froze off. But it was cool seeing a man-made/natural ice rink being made in somebody's front lawn and on the street.

Wii

Spending some time playing the Wii with my siblings. I really enjoy playing Wii. We're doing some Wii golf right now. I'm a pro. Seriously. I've got skills. Just wish I could golf in real life this well. At least I'm a pro at Disc Golf in real life. Speaking of Disc Golf, I just went on Friday. In the snow. And -1,000 degree winter air. It was a blast. I did really well until the last few holes.

Poop poop butt butt

I hate the transition from when I end one book to starting the next one. I just finished Blue Like Jazz. It was weird because I thought it really wasn't that great of a book, but I'm really sad to be done reading it. I moved on to Donald Miller's other book Through Painted Deserts. This book has grabbed ahold of me from the first paragraph. I finished the first chapter and I just don't want to set it down. It makes me want to get up and go do something. He's just on the road for fun, pretty much aimless. I have always wanted to do that, this makes me so jealous of him! So today, to get started on my adventure... I sit at church doing sound for 4 hours for the Gathering practice.

Car Trouble

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!

Christmas

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.

We don't need no education

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.