Second day of Summer

Well, I am off to bed very soon. I have to be at work at 6am. I am hoping we can be done around noon but we may have to work until 2pm.

Anyway, I took the boys to the beach. We all had a good time, and it would have been a terriffic time if I hadn't lost Nathan. He was separated from his brothers when returning from the pier.

My arms and shoulders are pealing.

Getting Ready to Write

Every writer goes through painful steps to write. When the writer can't think of anything new to write he can easily slide into a depression that makes him think that he isn't worth much at all. But, now I feel inspired again to write. My Church's web page is getting close to being reconstructed and I want to make something new for it. I am going to type my notes from Pastor Mark's recent sermons and create a link to them.

Over Father's Day Weekend I got a really good sunburn. I know I should have used sunscreen. In fact, I put some on, but it was too late. I am beginning to peel now nothing like skin pain combined with itch to make me want to have one or two of those in the above image. Also, I have an itchy rash from poison ivy. And, for two weeks I have been struggling with migraines, they have been mild attacks but just enough to slow me down and make me a little crabby.

Today is the first day of SUMMER! I love summer. I met with two newer members of our congregation to find out their story and to develop my own skills for working with people who are joining our congregation. Did I mention that it is the first day of summer?

I didn't do anything really summery this year, like to go the beach or walk outside. I did however pray with the younger married couple who joined our congregation about two years ago. I am reading Koren Zailckas's book Smashed and loving it. I just e-mailed her and told her so.

I wonder if I will hear back from her.

Anyway, I am off to another blog.

How I feel right now

The best way to say how I feel is to say that I feel that I am one penny short of a nickle.

I have something to offer, but it is very little and not even worth a nickle, which is to say I a feel that I am less than half a dime. Have you ever heard, "not worth a dime?" That is how I feel.