Too much nothing

Life has an interesting way of teaching me lessons I need to learn, right when I need to learn them. This week, I am flat on my back with bronchitis, etc. Not conducive to work and projects at home.

As I have been watching TV show reruns and sleeping, I have been reminded of how valuable working hard is to me. Without it, life loses a lot of it's meaning and charm. Playing and relaxing is not enjoyable if hard work has not already occurred. I am promising myself to be work harder when it is time to work and play harder when it is time to play.

I hope to remember this lesson longer this time than I did the last time I was reminded of this truth.

Well, back to being sick. It is Thursday evening. I hope to be back to work on Monday. I am blessed to have a wonderful job with good coworkers. Not everyone has that, so I count my blessings.

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Sunday Morning

Currently, our church services start at 11 AM. I am sitting at my kitchen table reading scriptures and eating breakfast. Quiet time constantly becomes more valuable to me.  It is a treasured time.

Kids just started coming down stairs and the quiet is over, but it was refreshing to have the time.

Tags: sunday, quiet, church, breakfast

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Is this really Christmas time?

Now, please don't be mistaken. I love Christmas. Singing the hymns and reading the story of my savior, Jesus Christ's birth could not be more wonderful.

Why am I questioning if Christmas is really here, you ask? My denial is directly related to my new residence, in sunny and warm Houston. I am sitting in my dining room, typing my blog on the trusty Macbook Pro, and wondering why I am sweating on December 16th. I realize I moved by choice and my job has been absolutely wonderful. No complaints there, but couldn't it just get a little nip in the air to usher in the holidays?

Anyway, I got to help my son do his homework tonight. It is an honor to help him. He struggles with sitting still and doing the work, but when he focuses he gets it done real quick.

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Let's try this again

It has been a while since I last posted on my blog. Since I last wrote, I have changed jobs, moved to Houston, TX and forgot how much I wanted to blog. So, time to try this again.

Marelle, my wonderful wife, has always counseled me to do what I love most. For me I have 5 big priorities, so I stand at the crossroads daily, trying to figure out where to spend my time. The five loves of my life are, in order of priority:

1. My relationship with god.


2. My family.


3. Technology.


4. Cooking.


5. Fitness.

One serious issue with this set of loves is that the fitness one falls off the wagon due to 1-4 taking all of my time. Apparently I get to pay for that one. I just had a physical and the nice doctor, whom I paid a good bit of money, decided I now have high blood pressure and high cholesterol. He said, lose weight (see #4 equals slight conflict) and exercise daily (see #1-4 equals big conflict). I now need to find a new balance in life's tenuous tediousness.  Luckily #1 and 2 want me to be healthy, so I have support there. #3 and 4 are the problem. I am still pondering how to put them in the right place. I am certain I can figure this out....... better be soon.

Tags: god, family, technology, cooking, fitness, spouse, doctors, balance

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Determination to be in order

I have finally decided that I need to have more ordered days. I never get enough time to workout daily (which is a must with my business) or to study religious topics (Bible, Book of Mormon, etc.) in a solid block of time. I know I have the time, I am just not organized, so I am going to get my daily schedule put together and follow it. This will include a workout plan and a study plan. I will let you know how it goes.

Can you believe we (the US) has not organized a Navy patrol to wipe out pirate boats on sight? Just a simple announcement of " throw your guns and rocket launchers into the water and turn around or we shoot. " should do it. If they do not comply immediately, then our navy vessel fires and no pirates in a matter of seconds. I realize that someone, mostly the pirates, will feel picked on, but how do you think the innocent sailors or passengers feel when a group of weapon welding teenage Somali pirates board their ship? I don't know many people who would trust a teenager with an AK-47, without a bunch of supervision. It is sad that all 3 pirates shot last night were teenagers. But, still, they had an American hostage and were not giving up. OUCH!

Updates on the daily schedule forthcoming, along with other assorted ramblings.