For a long time, I didn’t really like Sunday. I mean, religiously we’re supposed to put down all of the things we’ve been working on and rest. You know how hard it is for me to rest? I’ve been making a study of it for a little while now, and I can tell you that now when I get the chance to rest, I take it. And I love setting aside Sunday to blog, to love my kids, to hug and kiss my wife more than on other days, and to make dinner.

I love cooking. I cook just about every Sunday. Way more often than not, we share our Sunday meal. Tonight is a family we’ve known for years. Sometimes it is people we don’t know well, other times we have family or close friends over or a mix of all of the above. We love it. We love to have parties. We love having people over. Especially since my wife and I fell deeply in love this year. It’s not that we weren’t in love before, but since the beginning of this year we’ve both had to grow and change and fight to keep together, and I testify to you that through our work and fight and growth and change the Lord blessed us and we are now more loving and in love with each other than we ever have been. I’ve struggled to complain. Seriously. I have no complaints right now outside of being too busy. That is largely a function of school, work, church, family, etc. Other than being busy, I have not one complaint right now.

I’ve been biking since my big fall. I’m a little more…I call it “squirrelly”…than I used to be. Some would call it cautious. I call it nervous. I occasionally have thoughts of falling like that again….it wasn’t very fun. That’s ok though…tomorrow I am going to try to get to the top of Mueller Park in less than half an hour. It should be a feat.

I was at the Zoo yesterday and we saw all the fun stuff that you see at the Zoo, but I was in the small animal house and looking at the Meerkats and I remembered a dream I had earlier in the year. Bright green glowing alien Meerkats were coming to take over the world…how? By mating. I laughed at the thought of it again.

I haven’t been sleeping well lately. I don’t know why. I’m just not sleeping well. Sometimes at night it is hard to wind down after an action packed day. Other times I just don’t stay deep.

My dead father has been hanging out at our house again. He comes every couple of weeks. He seems to think that Rebecca and I are the only ones in the family that are paying any attention to him, which is kind of funny. We chat with him when he shows up, as weird as that may sound. He’s doing much better now than he was a year ago. Interestingly enough, he was instrumental in helping Rebecca and I through a lot of our relationship crap this year.

Friday night he showed up at about 9:30 to tell us that he is worried about Allie, my little sister. Now, since some misunderstandings last year after Dad died, I haven’t actually talked to my sister at length. She had made it clear that she no longer wanted a relationship with us, and we decided to love her at a distance. Well, Dad wanted me to go visit with her. I did. It didn’t go well. It left me pretty frustrated and sad. I miss my little sister.

On a lighter note, I finally got my Vespa inspected, registered, and insured. That means it is finally legal. It hasn’t been legal for at least 6 years, even though I have ridden it every summer. Now I don’t have to worry about it. It’s nice to just hop on and go. And it’s fun to ride in the open air.

l guess that what you need to know is that we are well. Life continues to present opportunities for conquering or being conquered and we are choosing to conquer, even if things don’t always go how we plan them. We’re just grateful for the ride.