Remember these atrocious globs of sugar that our ancestors use to pass off as quality Easter eggs stuffing material?
The thought of them still makes the back of my throat cringe. You know that feeling where your body is screaming, “I don’t care how many sweet teeth you have, but THAT should never have entered your body”?
Please don’t do this to your kids this Easter. Spare them the horror.
So I hear people talking about the Nintendo Wii all the time… They’re Twittering about it… We’re even doing a series by that title at West Ridge here in a couple of weeks. But I’ve never even seen one outside of a store, let alone played one.
I’m not one for video games, usually… Simply because I know myself well enough to know that I’d get addicted and thusly neglect my family and my professional responsibilities.
But our friend Shannon brought her Wii over Saturday night and introduced us. Uh-oh.
Annette and I are pretty darn competitive with one another. [This has its up-sides and its downsides.] Soooo, about 5 minutes into our first Wii experience we were hooked.
After a little Dance Dance Revolution, tennis, bowling, & boxing, the Parrises are officially longing for their own Wii system.
We hear that there are some great games for the tots that would be fun to play with Kenni.
So if you have one sitting around…maybe you’re too busy to play it, or you’ve grounded the kids for life or something, let’s talk.
[Sidenote: You've got to read Annette's recollection of our Wiivening. I almost woke up the girls laughing at it.]
I’m starting to think I’m going to have to coerce the people who work with me and for me, and some of my friends to come to a big, fancy dinner. At that dinner, I will do my best to convince them that Twitter is cool and that they just MUST get on the bandwagon.
Don’t get me wrong… I love following folks who are interesting (like @loswhit [of ragamuffinsoul.com fame), or long lost friends who are tweeting (like @TimAMay). But when it comes to the folks I see regularly, they’re still not getting it. They say they’re too busy.
So I’ll invite them to a big party, get them locked inside the house, and set up a few computer kiosks. No one leaves ’til they’re twittering constantly.
So I’ve already blown my predictions for these last couple of weeks. So based on tonight’s performances, here’s my new predictions.
Whatcha think? How do you think it’ll shake down?
Winner: David Archuleta
Runner-up: David Cook
3rd: Syesha
Going Home This Week: Jason
I’ve always used a WordPress plugin called “postie” to allow posting by email to ye ole blog. But the upgrade to WordPress 2.5 broke it. Finally found this post that got me back on track! Woot!
Here’s my bulleted list of thoughts after tonight’s Idol results show…
G’night!
Winner: David Cook
Runner-up: David Archuleta
3rd: Brook
4th: Jason
5th (out this week): Syesha (not because she’s bad, but because she doesn’t reveal too much of her personality. She’ll be just fine starring in a Broadway show with a year.)
I’m not super confident about my picks for 3rd through 5th. But the top two are a no-brainer (unless one of them completely bombs confesses to a history of pedophilia).
It has been an insane few months in my world… There’s been a lot of growth and good change at West Ridge since last summer. But with growth and change comes the inevitable invitation to more constant activity. For me as a leader, it has been mostly wins, but some critical losses.
So as I pack up a bunch of camping gear into the bed of my crew cab (McKenna’s putting her shoes on right now to help), I am thinking about one of the wins. What is it? Simple… My team.
God has surrounded me with some of the most non-self-promoting, capable, servant-hearted team- Continue Reading…
I love being outside. Sitting inside for too long gives me the creeps. I get irritable. I bought the house we’re in mostly because it had 2 patios AND a deck. Being cooped up in the Winter is torture for me.
But several months ago, something began to change in me. I don’t love the outdoors any less, and I don’t love my couch any more. But when Georgia started drying up like stale bread last summer, I began to wonder if we were all just one gubernatorial decree away from buying Dasani out of the back of an Impala.
What changed? The short of it: I’ve become a recovering rain hater. I still get annoyed when I find out the hard way that my wife has ‘borrowed’ my umbrella…again. But when the rain falls these days, there’s something in me that says a quick “thank You.”
While I was braving the rain to grab something from my truck today, McKenna followed me out the garage door in nothing but her T-shirt and ‘big girl panties.’ She said she wanted to ‘play in the sogginess.’ I have no clue where she adopted that terminology. In short order, she was carelessly splashing around in the puddles. Then she looked up into the clouds and blinked repeatedly as the drops hit her eyes. I think ‘the sogginess’ has always been what I liked least about rainy, wet days like today. But the last few times we’ve seen some good soakers these last couple of months, I’ve felt more like she did today than I care to admit.
I’m starting to like the rain again.