Friday, May 21, 2010

Where has the Time gone?

I tell you what life gets going and then you realize how short it is sometimes. It is almost Memorial Day already. It was winter last time I looked. Now Sara is getting ready to start college summer session and next thing you know she will be a junior.

I hope life has been going well for you. We are good here on "right coast'. Mowing too much grass but grass is greener now.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Writer's Cramps

Another one of those first days of the rest of your life. Late night dinner at CPK last night to celebrate daughter's 19th. As family slumbers in this morning I am off to a men's breakfast in just a few. It is 58F and a foggy rainy morning here on the right coast.

JUST RAMBLING on getting the juices flowing. Spiffed up a set of Alfa Romeo's leather seats yesterday after taking them out of winter storage then installed them in a Red 164. Jenna dog (our mini "red") and I prefer the velour fabric seats I removed from it especially in the winter. I have to put her blankie on the slippery cold leather ones for her.

May God be with us through out the days ahead.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Wild Men to Wise Men

I am in with a band of brothers who are exploring our pathways to an authentic manhood.

In addition to the books, study guides and videos by John Eldredge we are using I have found another reference source by Richard Rohr. Here is his web site: http://www.malespirituality.org/

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Snow Day on the Right Coast


Once every 10 years give or take a few we get a real good snowfall. Today seems to be our time for this once in many a moon event.

Friday, January 22, 2010

The Shack both Real and Fictional


Well, it has been a slow journey and now after finishing the book I think I understand why. "Life is difficult" seems to be an understatement. I wonder if anybody else took as long as I to finish reading "The Shack" ? I know Mary finished it long ago. Maybe I am just a slow learner.

I hope I have learned something about myself by finally seeing this book through to the end and by reading Wm. Paul Young's After Words hopefully I will be able to go forth with a new life understanding.

The Real Shack picture I attached to this blog is a curved building along side US-1 some miles north of Ashland, Virginia we have passed by for years on our way to visit Mary's parents in Front Royal, VA. This last trip in January 2010 we made a pact between us that we would take a picture before it fell down and was no more.

Did seeing this weathered building once more lead me to finally finish the book, I dunno? Whatever the reason I am glad I did it.

Here is hoping if someone else has been putting off and putting off something that they get the chance to finish, too.

Oh by the way, Mary Sr. introduced us to the book couple years ago after another visit which took us by that old building on US-1.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Front the Royal Oak

MLK Day 2010 and all about Front Royal

Just woke up a bit before Al Roker did his thing on Weather Channel. Rain has stopped here in VB. I am so ready for spring even though our winter weather has been much better than rest of the country. We were up to Front Royal for the weekend and there is still a lot of snow left over from December storm.

Mary Lee told me the Front the Royal Oak story this weekend while we were driving back home so I had to "goggle" it and found this stuff about Front Royal's mighty Oak, etc. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Front_Royal,_Virginia http://www.treesfrontroyal.org/TreeLore.htm

Thursday, December 31, 2009

First Day of the Rest of My Life and Looking Backwards

Just a couple hours before sunrise on New Years Eve 2009. I need to get going with something before this years rolls to a close.

Going to met the United Methodist Men's Group for breakfast 7 a.m. at Mary's Restaurant on 17th St here in Virginia Beach.

I should try to look at the passing year in my rear view mirror before it fades from memory.

Where should I start? This may take awhile with future editing as time goes by.