Monday, January 05, 2009

Feverish Ravings

Thanks for all your ideas for a column. I ended up writing about New Years resolutions and going to Virginia and how we (I) operate under this delusion that when the calendar changes I can finally get all my ducks in a row and Get It All Right which really isn't the right goal at all if you think about it. If I didn't take your idea don't feel bad, it all helps.

Well if that all sounds a bit feverish it's because it probably is. Not sure I ever wrote a whole column before while running a temperature. I am really really ready to get well.

Meanwhile. Amy the beautiful daughter made it safely to Bible school in Indiana. We miss her already. No wait, Jenny doesn't. I sent a card off today and told Jenny to add her two bits about missing Amy but she refused, writing instead only,' Hi Amy, from Jenny,' because she didn't want to lie.

I have over 50 friends on Facebook so I feel a bit vindicated for my unpopularity in high school but I am not really "into" Facebook. Maybe it'll grow on me.

Matt is back at OSU.

Ben is now 5 feet, 8.5 inches, 3/4 inch more than the last time we lined him up on the kitchen doorway. And we just got Steven a pair of tennies from Goodwill that are size 14 which is one size smaller than Magic Johnson wears and he is 6-feet-9. You learn a lot reading the magazine on the plane.

Just figured out this is my 106th column and you'd think I'd have it all figured out by now, ducks in a row, get it together, sit down and do it. But I don't.

Ok, time for cough syrup, garlic, Vicks, echinacea, Advair, and bed.

P.S. Anonymous tells me I didn't say anything about Emily. oops. Emily is still in Virginia having way too much fun with her aunt and uncle and cousins. And feeling well for the most part.

Quote of the Day:
"What do football and fishing have in common?
They both have tackle in them!"


  1. My 8-year-old is over my shoulder and wears the same size shoes I wear, and, as my uncle says, "He's still a pup." I don't want to even think about what size his clodhoppers will be when he finally reaches his 6-foot-whatever adult height....nor think about how much he will be able to eat!! (And, no, I'm not small, 10-inch feet and 5 foot 7 inches tall.)

  2. PS...don't you need to update your kids' ages on your profile...while we are thinking about "time" and all...

  3. You didn't mention Emily ... how is she doing?