February 19th, 2006

hound of heaven

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

I just got back from our Youth Fellowship outing to the YMCA. I have spent most of the afternoon playing basketball with teenagers.

I hurt.

*Sigh* This is what St. Paul meant, though, when he said, "offer your body as a living sacrifice."

Just let me lie quietly here in the dark, now, so I can die in peace, thank you.
by himself


Well, another goal for this year has been accomplished. I have now tasted Drambuie. It's a whisky cordial made of Scotch, heather honey, and herbs.

The verdict: aint enough O's in smoooth to describe it (as ol' Sherm Potter said).