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Probation Officer and Adult Volunteer Leader for the High School Ministry of Granger Community Church.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

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Monday, September 04, 2006

All Pumped Up

So Jami and I have had a membership at Anytime Fitness for about two months or so. And I've been working out hard for the past... well... past four days. When I work out, I complete three sets at one station, then go get a drink of water. As I'm walking across the gym, I couldn't help but look at the mirrors. So I finish working out and go home. Again, I'm walking across the bedroom which happens to have a mirror. I look at it. But I don't look the same. How disappointing. So here's my conclusion, the mirrors at the gym are like fun house mirrors. They distort your shape to make you look bigger than you really are... which could either encourage you, or discourage you. Am I wrong? I don't think so. So instead of being all pumped up, my ego was deflated all in one evening. Mirror, mirror, on the wall... you're a LIAR!

Sunday, September 03, 2006

House of Poop

Jami and I went to the Blueberry Festival in Plymouth, Indiana on Saturday. We only stayed for a little bit. It was nearly impossible to navigate through the huge crowd. At the end, Jami had to use the bath room. The only problem, there were only Port 'O Potties to use. I've decided for myself that I will not use those things anymore. I just can't lock myself in a very small, smelly room with other people's fecies and urine. What kind of animals have we become... crapping on other people's crap. And peeing on other people's pee. There has got to be a study done that describes the dangers of using one of these things. So, even though I had to go, I took the chance of urinating on myself by waiting for the restroom in McDonalds... even though that wasn't much better in the end.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Search for A New Hair Style

So I've had the same hair style for the past five or six years. For the past three months I've wanted something different. But when it's been time for a hair cut, I sit down in the chair and say the same thing. "I need to do something different. I want to grow it out, but... I don't know... oh... let's just do it like the last time." I want to do the number 1, zzzzzzzzzzzzzz, off goes the hair. But that won't fly with Jami. Plus, I just don't think I'd look good with that style. So I don't know. I'm at the point where I'd need another hair cut if I were going to do the same thing. But I want something different. So I'm searching for the hair style that's right for me. They should make a website where you get matched up to the hair style that would fit you the best. Kind of like a dating site, but for hair styles. You could submit your photo, your personality traits and the style you think you may want. Then the site would give you matches of hair styles demonstrated on the photo you submitted. Instead of, it would be called Maybe I'll do this one with the bad mustache and gotee... or not.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

7 Reasons Why Todd Cries

An article title on popped up on my email homepage entitled, Seven reasons babies cry and how to soothe them. Interesting. So I click on the title and realize that a few of the reasons babies cry are some of the very reasons I cry. Some aren't. But I've put together a list of my seven in no particular order:

I'm Hungry (same as baby) - In addition to getting crabby, I've been known to whine and complain... and stomp my feet... in my head.

I Don't Feel Good (same as baby) - Yup, I'm not proud of it, but I've laid on the couch or in bed curled up under the covers whining to whoever will listen about how bad my throat hurts... not proud of it... but it has happened and will happen again.

I Want To Be Held (similar to baby) - Guys... wait. Married guys, you all know what I'm talking about. There have been nights where I've wanted to... well, where I've wanted to just... cuddle. But it doesn't happen. So I take a deep sigh. Roll over heavily. And go to sleep disappointed... what did you think I was talking about!?

Cubs Are Below 500 - This year it's been a non-stop cry-fest.

Bad Apple Pies from McDonalds - It's a huge let down when I open up my box of apple pies to only find out the crust is burned, the pie is old or there's hardly any filling in the middle. And there's one particular McDonalds I won't go to just for that reason. Every time I've ordered apple pies, they've been horrible.

Staining A Piece of Clothing - There's hardly anything worse than going out somewhere only to find out that something I'm wearing, either has a stain on it, or getting a stain on it that night. I'm better than I use to be. But deep inside I still want to put everything on hold and race back home to change. I HATE wearing clothes with stains on them. HATE it.

Weddings - Well... specifically, Dog the Bounty Hunter's wedding. It was just so... well... so touching to watch him float on a wooden raft in his all-white suit with his sunglasses and mullet. I'm tearing up just typing it.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Random in the Dells

As we were taking photos, waiting for Adam and Becky and the other kids to arrive back at the hotel, this random kid decides to meander in our shot. Carter literally doesn't know he's behind him. Tyler, well, Tyler knows who belongs and who doesn't belong. We later learn that his parents are in the middle of "checking" in – thus, not "checking" on their kid.

Just before this shot, we finished up eating at one of the great pizza shops in the WORLD, called Unos. Ok, that may be an over statement. Let's just say, the world – lowercase. In any case, the adults decide that everyone gets treats after dinner. And in deciding where to go, we literally have a full conversation between two vehicles in the parking lot on making the decision to have a treat and where to go to have the treat by spelling out every word. I think we created a new language called, splanguage, where you talk in s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g. I guess that's what happens when you have two car loads of kids who know what the word "treat" means but can't yet spell.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Weekend At The Dells

You. Me. Pool. Now.

This looks like fun!


I can't see. I can't see.

Look at me. I here!

Three amigos!

Are my legs suppose to be able to spread this far?

It's Oreo time.

Dude. You wanna take a drink?

What's up with the elephant behind me?

Typical photo. Tyler laughing and showing off. Carter sitting and staring.

Not sure where Adam and Jacob are. But they should be in this shot too.

And... out!