Pull my finger...

So it turns out my little lady of a niece has discovered one of the best elementary school jokes of all time.

Emma chased me around my front yard today until I promised to pull her finger. She did vow to not really pass gas when I gave in. But the noise she made with her mouth sounded pretty authentic.

Ahh, third grade. Life is getting more complex, but you can still captivate a room with a fart.

Dancing ain't my game...

So tonight's the night...

I'm worried! What if I'm awful?

I suddenly find myself concerned with what to wear. My leg warmers don't fit anymore... What shoes should I go with?

"My tennis shoes would be comfortable, but my nicer shoes sure would allow me to glide across the floor better."

Ang will be good at this - she is the graceful one. I am worried that I will look like a big ape - no, I think Father Bill described 'me' as a gorilla at the wedding - as I trod along the floor.

I can at least be sure of the fact that whatever it may look like I am doing, I will still be good at dancing with my wife. It turns out there really is no such thing as a bad dancer.

just when you think you've learned everything...

I have been pounding the books for almost a year and a half now... i am so ready to be done. I'm afraid I've grown a bit carefree this last class just longing for the end. It will be here in two weeks and 1 day. Only 12 more hours of sitting in a classroom that smells of old carpet and has flashing florescent lights to illuminate the way.

I feel like I haven't taken a deep breath for the entire time, even before I started school I was constantly making our house livable... you know - electricity, a toilet, etc.

Just when I was thinking I'd get a break, we decided to embark on a siding and roofing project next month... anybody handy with a hammer? I will be taking volunteers. You may sign up by posting a comment.

Millions of Fat Cells Waiting For Their Moment...

I was so ready to accomplish so many things tonight when I got home... I did get several of them done right away, but then the energy faded away.

Ang came home, and with her was Sunflower food (for which we are ever thankful!). Upon dishing up our food we made our way in front of the TV. (Stop judging...) As we flipped through the stations we stumbled upon a professor explaining that for energy to be used, it must first be stored... Ah, all the potential energy lessons I had in school came rushing back.

As I looked down at the selections that I had made from the variety of food items available, I noticed that I had chose about 90% carbs. This potential energy is going to be with me for a long time.

I think I might go to bed now and dream about the power of potential.

Pictures from the last six months of my life...

...okay, not every picture. But these pictures made me *feel* positive emotion when I looked at them today. I thought I would share...

Oh Yeah - By the way... Ang and I are having a baby in early May.