It’s doggin me…….(229.4)

Some days I feel like I make no progress at all, both professionally and personally. My wife was supposed to be fly to Philadelphia tonight for work for a few days, but the snow canceled that trip for now. But since there was snow here (a lot less than Philly) she was too nervous to drive into work, so I drove her. This snow here is really nothing, but it did take a significant chunk out of my day. I drove her (and Ben) there in the snow, stopped to visit my dad, drove around looking for worship sites in Indianapolis, then drove home. Oh yes…then Ben and I (and Viper) drove back down in the snow to pick her up.

It is really a necessary thing too. When Amanda was 16 she was in a pretty bad wreck in the snow (in Kansas) and she is not all that confident in it even now. I know she would tell you that 4 years is not enough time to get over something like that, but I have seen her driver’s license and don’t you believe it. She is at least 23 as best as I can tell from all the scratch marks over the date.

I will say however, Ben and I had a great visit at my dad’s. He has two dogs that are each no bigger than a football, and Ben had quite a time with them as you can see. My dad also (in my mind at least) made the great mistake, or better yet “grate” mistake of telling Ben that they would go to the zoo again in the summer. Which by the time Ben went to bed he had repeated to me no less than 10,000 times…..”grandpa and I go to zoo in summer.” I did call at around 5000 times to register my complaint, to which my dad just responded, “that is great!” Yep, my grandma thinks everything I do is great too…..still.

But for now I will just get a few things done before bed. My diet doesn’t go as well when I cannot do as much. Driving doesn’t burn too much, because if it did I would be thinner than Twiggy, so 229.4 it will be for today. Tomorrow it needs to be something else! It’s clearly dogging me!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+

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