God’s Dominion

With Christmas gone (I don’t normally do anything for New Years but sit at home by myself and watch movies), my thoughts turn to the next event…my birthday.  Some people hate their birthday because they don’t like getting older.  Others love celebrating their birthdays.  Me?  I don’t have a problem with my birthday….I just hate having a birthday party.  When I was a teenager, I would tell my mom I didn’t want a party and she wouldn’t give me one.  Now that I’m an adult, I tell my mom I don’t want a party and she insists on throwing one anyway and inviting everybody I’ve ever met, then gets mad at me because I don’t like them (like I’m supposed to change what I like).  I don’t mind the cards, gifts, phone calls, “Happy Birthday”, etc.  I just don’t like the party.  Result?  Every year I’m miserable throughout the month of January.  I dread the party my mom insists on throwing and I dread the argument we have every year because she gets upset that I don’t like the party (I usually just hide in my room and play video games).  If I seem down until Feb. 1st, you’ll know why.  Laterz!

This post is just for you, Sam.  You happy, now?   Thanks for the gifts and the card and I hope you have a great Christmas.  Maybe you’ll get something that will help you stop losing stuff.   Laterz!

This past Tuesday was the last time our jr. high group met until January 15th.  I’ll miss not seeing most of them for three weeks (I usually see one or two on Sundays).  What I thought was really cool was that I actually received gifts.  I received a hand made card (I’m a sucker for anything hand made) and another wrote “Thanks for all you do” in his.  To be honest, I sometimes feel like I don’t do much, but it’s nice to be appreciated.  I love the beanie I got with the Bible verse on it.  The chocolates probably won’t last long and I’ll be sure to put the gift cards to good use.  Although I often feel like I’m spending a lot of my time and effort and making no difference (don’t get me wrong, I love the boys in my group), every once in awhile I feel good about hanging with my boys.  I know most of you don’t read my blog, but thanks guys and enjoy your Christmas.  Laterz!

I saw this and thought of you, Adam. Laterz!

I tried uploading the Bears pics but only two of them went in.  I really don’t feel like figuring out why now, so I’ll upload the rest tomorrow.   Laterz!

My internet’s up and running again.  I’ll be uploading the pics from the Bears game tomorrow, since I’ll be home due to the storm.  Laterz!

Thanks to AT&T screwing up my order, I will be without internet access until Monday (I’m writing this from Panera Bread).  As a result, I won’t be able to upload my Bears pictures until next week.  I have them ready to go, just no internet access.  I’ll upload them on Monday so you can all see what a great time I had.  Laterz!

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a dream (or at least remember having a dream).  The past couple of weeks have suddenly changed that.  I’m not sure why, but I’m suddenly having dreams pretty frequently.  What’s odd is that they’re rather disturbing dreams.  In one I was caught in a major natural disaster along the lines of Katrina.  In another, I was targeted for assassination.  Weird, huh?  I’m beginning to wonder what it is that’s going on in the back of my mind that’s causing me to have these types of dreams.  I think I either want to go back to having no dreams or have those happy dreams everybody else has.  Laterz!

Well, it was a bit chilly (got down to 23, with the wind chill, by the end of the game), but I really enjoyed the game.  Of course, I would’ve enjoyed it better had the Bears won (they lost 21-16 despite the Giants giving up two interceptions and two fumbles).  Every time the Bears did something, everybody around me was high-fiving me.  I really enjoyed the atmosphere (although it got a little ugly at the end).  I had never been inside Soldier Field and thought it was actually really nice on the inside (the outside has its critics).  We were behind the end zone in the corner and could see everything.  I got to sing the Bears’ fight song when they scored.  Nothing like hearing 55,000 people singing a fight song.  I recorded the stadium singing it as well as the introductions.  I also took a few pictures of the inside of the stadium, which I’ll upload later this week.  Laterz!