Married Life and Where Babies Come From

It's been a long time, I know. I've been a little busy, alright? ... What do you mean, doing what? I've been... doing... stuff. No, really I just haven't had much to talk about. Or rather, I just haven't been in a mood to blog about the stuff that's on my mind. But tonight I am, so yippee.

With that bit of enthusiasm out of the way, I can continue to express myself in an un-random weirdo way. Today I was putting some books away, which had previously been lying around. One of them was nice little coffee table book, with a frog on the cover, entitled "The Meaning of Life." It had lots of questions about life. Why this and why that, and it was really quite clever because every statement/question was accompanied by a matching picture of an animal. It made it cute and funny all the way through, while still giving us some meat to chew on. For instance, on one page there is a picture of several penguins all in a row, spread out, and they're racing down a decline until the end of the ice there's one penguin with his beak sticking out looking down into the cold water below. The words at the bottom of the page are, "So we rush, rush, rush to get to a certain ideal point in our life, and then what?" It's funny, it's cute because they're penguins, and it engages vital questions about the lives we live. It's a good book, short but inspiring. So go get "The Meaning of Life" by Bradley Trevor Greive.

I've been playing a lot more guitar recently. For the past year I wasn't doing a whole lot with it, and I don't really know why. But in the past couple of months I've been craving it, missing it, wanting to play a lot more. In the past couple weeks that feeling has grown stronger, and I've actually been playing and practicing every day, and not just pulling it out for a few minutes to play a song and then put it away, but real practicing, and I'm loving it, and I want to do more. Cassie is great, too, because she's always supportive and encouraging.

For those that are completely clueless, I am married now and have been for about a month. Er... make that exactly a month. I love that, too. I feel more motivated as a married man than I've ever felt before. I love my wife and it is amazing to see her every day and share a home with her and everything else. We've still got a lot to do on our apartment, cleaning up, putting things away, putting stuff up on the walls, etc. I guess it's taken a while, but really, we haven't been slacking. We just have lots of stuff to sort out. Some of it's junk that needs to be thrown away. Some of it needs to be organized into nice little boxes to store away in the one big closet that we have. Other stuff needs to be put up on the walls, and still more stuff we just don't know what to do with. So there we are... the apartment's still messy, but we're making progress.

Anyway, all that's to say, I'm doing great. I'm loving life. I've had a few days off from work, and I go back tomorrow. I thank God for all the blessings I have.

I was reading some old journal entries from one summer at camp, and I couldn't believe how lonely I was. I haven't felt that miserable in a long time. I just want to thank God with all my heart for Cassie and for bringing me to a place in life where I'm happy and fulfilled. Life is so wonderful.