growing up with a big brother has always been a blessing. he is constantly coming to my rescue. most of the time he is solving my handyman issues or car issues. but on a beautiful sunday last week he instructed me on the ins and outs of a successful rope swing. as the picture indicates he sailed to the tops of the mountains. i was hesitant, but hopeful i could follow once again in his fantastic footsteps. i managed to stuff the fear into my belly, put the river in my eyes, forced the hippo to hug me and i too sailed, smiled and splashed.

1000 thank yous to all who were there or thought of us on this great day

colors that'll blow your hair back

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blessed with this

stroller that jogs?

these days i am shacking up on a couch. the owners of this couch are both very generous and tolerant. it kind of reminds me of when i lived in dc with my sister and brother in law. anyway. matt and jamie have two kids, 2 and 0. lately they have been wanting to purchase jogging stroller. immediately i thought of my go to guys, the guys that have answers to pretty much all the questions i care to ask. i fell asleep last night thinking of how lucky i am to have my dad, my brother, mike, and nat in my life. they can tell you the smartest buy, from car to stroller, camera to crown molding. they have told me how to fix cars, tile floors, drywall, and cook. they show me how to tie a mattress to the roof of your car, how to make a chase lounge, how to roast a pig, how to drive a stick shift. it is amazing the breadth of information these guys contain in there normal sized craniums. i hope they never get tired of my little questions.

any suggestions on a jogging stroller?

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not fit for duty

today after my lunch/post i was called to a meeting. in this meeting of the minds, a mother told me that i was not the right person for the job. someone call human resources! the wacko that is running the ebd class is not the right nutjob for the job.

however, i did receive some small consolation in the mail this past week. one of my former padewon learners wrote me a letter from the inside. it was very nice, in a way apologetic. he told me he was no longer "pissed" at me. maybe im not the right person for the job, i seem to "piss" most of them off. frequently one of my student wears a shirt that reads "my anger management class is pissing me off".

week end

i really finding my stride here. making an attempt to grow this blog into an unreliable, but consistent source of world news. well, not world news.

friday was pre-union counseling. and let me just say that i really think highly of anyone who takes it upon themselves to counsel two people who are about to become one. the whole two become one thing is a herculean precept that involves a bending of the mind. i believe that if i was in a position to counsel the newly engaged i would start and finish with " so, you guys, get this, you each are now seperate, but on your wedding day, well, ya see, you become one, ya, that is right, uh hu, one. well, good luck with that."

much talk of the good ol ephesians passage. submitting, respecting, loving, living, dying.
it was great. i found out that it is my responsibility to present meg to Christ as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. quite a bit of weight on my shoulders here. husbands, how is that one coming along? i better start hacking away at that little task asap.

saturday, i helped my buddy run a new water line from his meter to the house. brought back some good memories. got my hands on my good friend the ditch witch. in about 10 hrs we were able to give his house the pressure and volume needed to take three showers, run the dishes, wash the car, flush the toilet, irrigate nasal passages, and make lemonade all at the same time.

another one, hooray?

playing some disc golf lately. meeting some crazy folks that remind me of me in my youth, some of them are much older than me. causing some soreness in muscles i have not used in a decade. also finding that my allergies might be very similar to my dads (which involves stuffy ears, stuffy nose, and some type of throwing star in my throat). right now i am watching a student serve detention. he is cleaning my white erase board, with results that would not impress. it looks a bit like my board is crying and her mascara is running horribly.

tonight is another premarital counseling session. it is actually pretty cool. you basically just sit and talk about things that make most a bit uncomfortable. it is an interesting breathe of discomfort that i find strangely enjoyable. i have heard the rumor that communication is important in building and maintaining good relations, but i always think having a strong military is important as well. so if the meetings go south and i do not learn to communicate i am definitely in the market for a strong military, if any one has any leads. maybe craigslist.

my first review

he branded her "alison krauss, soul of the south". he is legend. he is icon. he is mr. robert plant. a concert that uniquely defines the word. i was surprisingly introduced to a gentleman. plant was overfilled with manners and compliments for both krauss and audience. i found his voice more trained than i had imagined, his boots more brilliant than mine. i thought the vocals would be more contrasting, but in the end, it was more complimentary. the fiddles dueled and the harmonies were made more perfect than any eharmony match. set list riddled with zeppelin favorites performed a cappello or bluegrass style. at times krauss seemed embarrassed to watch plant's rhythmic spasms, and when he sang the lyrics "watch her honey drip" i could see her blush from my seat in row r. critics and those that review use the standard cliches like "must see", "edge of your seat entertainment", "spot on", "dont miss", etc. well, i say "this one will carry you through the night like a mother carries her newborn pups. lovingly, forcefully, and intimately by the nape of your neck." translation: must see!

thank you

not sure how many millions of people read this publication, but i want to first apologize for the lack of entries. my speech writer, as well as my editor have been on hiatus planning a wedding, building a house, edifying our youth and coaching the world's beautiful game.

i have recently enjoyed my first wedding shower. given by my brother and his generous wife. hot dogs, burgers, salads, beers, laughter, friends, family, many gifts, all gifts. it was an earth shaking event. i was so humbled by both friends and family. it amazes me, i feel that the people who love me are so gifted at overlooking/forgetting my flaws.

thank you

you can check out pics at www.sparksflymom.blogspot.com

my condition

last sunday i heard a sermon that spoke of our condition. in case you are unaware of our condition, let me shed some light. we are broken, selfish, powerless, blind, vain, hurtful, arrogant, ignorant, disobedient and ____________ (you fill in the blank). However, we are called to do great things. the teaching was about the gigantic gap between our condition and our calling. How am i supposed to do the work god has called me to do, when i am chained to so much sin.

i am not the most biblically literate, nor steeped in theology, but i think at one point in the bible jesus says that we will do even greater things than he does. is this true? like my bank account, i feel like i have insufficient funds. the gap between my condition and my calling is immense.

i must focus on the small. concentrate on redemption. pray for an everyday renewal of gods grace and intervention. and hope my neighbor forgives me endlessly.

when i think about what i am called to do it sort of blows my hair back.

quite possibly the first thing i have ever planned

here is the wife to be and the spot where i wooed her, and i do mean woo. after she agreed, i then yelled woowhee.

well i have been engaged now for four days. bought one book on planning a wedding in six months and one book on having an elegant wedding under 5000 dollars, made the guest list, found an officiant, shed-yuled engagement photos, decided on time of year, time of day and named my first seven offspring. i thought all this was supposed to be stressful, miserable and take forever. i thought i was going to hurt everyones feelings, lose friends, lose my job, second guess myself, threaten to elope and etc. have your guys been lying to me or does this just come easy to me?