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It’s been a long two weeks. One week spent fighting a storm, the next week trying to recover. Here’s five for Friday.
- My wife’s sick. Sinuses. I think she’s allergic to the baby.
- Boo Boo Cat won’t be having any Boo Boo Babies. He’s getting fixed today. (from the description of the procedure, it sounds like he’s getting broken today)
- We had a meeting at work yesterday. 151 people are getting laid off. Not cool. I don’t think I’m one of the 151, but no one knows.
- I may have been promoted to head t-ball coach. Not sure yet. More to come….
- I’m preaching at RPC on Sunday. A fun time is guaranteed to be had by all.
That’s it for me, what are you up to today?
Today is my anniversary. Unfortunately, I am spending it with a woman who is not my wife. My anniversary is being spent with a female named Fay. Tropical Storm Fay to be exact. Hopefully, once the world is safe again, I will get to go home to a nice warm couch.
Today’s PPT is dedicated to my lovely wife, Ginny.
Eight years ago today, Ginny and I were married. It was the best thing to ever happen in my life. Seriously, I married over my head. Way over my head. <insert short joke here> When I met her nine years ago, I knew I didn’t have a chance, but I pursued her anyway. And I’m glad I did.
Ginny has the largest heart of anyone I know. Larger than Michael Phelps’, whose genetically engineered heart pumps twice as much blood as a real human’s heart. She cares so much for other people and for animals, and will go out of her way to help them.
She is also the most supportive wife ever. She puts up with me, for one thing. Also, she put me through my last year of college, and put her career on hold to raise our children.
Did I mention that she keeps the cleanest house in the state, possibly the nation? Or that she is strong and independent? I firmly believe that she could make it without me, but I could never make it without her.
Here’s to my wife, and to the best eight years of my life. I love you, Ginny.
So apparently my readers aren’t as dense as I am. Either that, or I’m not the mysterious mastermind of deception that I think I am. Numerous people, and by numerous I mean three, figured out my “big announcement” post on Friday.
That being said, and since our parents have been notified, we are having another baby!
Yes, you read correctly. Ginny is pregnant. (I refrain from saying we’re pregnant, since I had 5 minutes involved in the matter and she has 9 months and 5 minutes)
For those of you wondering, we are hoping for a boy. Preferably just like Josh.
WARNING: There’s a cat. It’s in a bag. And I’m probably going to let it out somewhere in this post. You’ve been warned.
A while back, Emily wrote a post about birth control and how it magnified depression in her life. I felt for her, but figured it was an isolated incident. Until Ginny came off of her birth control prescription. Suddenly she was a happier person, and she was more interested in me. At first I thought it was the new Axe body wash I was using, but apparently it was the birth control screwing with her hormones. Nonetheless, I like the non BC Ginny much better. Maybe the Catholics are on to something after all.
Friday! Yay! I love Friday. Especially when I don’t have to work. Here’s five randoms for Friday.
1) Having dinner at a sushi restaurant tonight with some friends. I’m excited. I love sushi, Ginny doesn’t.
2) I’m loving the Olympics. Josh is with me on this. Ginny started coming on board last night with the womens 200M breaststroke when Rebeccah Soni dominated.
3) Bacon is the best food ever. The kids and I ate 4 eggs and a package of bacon for breakfast. If I were Jewish, I’d be in trouble.
4) Josh starts kindergarten on Monday. That means no more hanging out on my Fridays off. Bummer. That leaves more time for Riley, though.
4.5) Riley informed me last night that she wanted to play football. I think that’s awesome.
5) I have a HUGE announcement in the near future, but that’s all I can say for right now.
That’s it for me. Happy Friday.
Josh got signed up for t-ball last night. I got signed up as an assistant coach. This should be interesting.
Now I need to get coaches shorts, a trucker’s hat and a whistle.
Or if I go by this picture, I need some highwaters, a wife-beater and some moccasins, and Josh needs some Chuck Taylors.
This Positive Post Tuesday is a very special one. Today I will highlight my favorite guy in the whole wide world. It is also special because today happens to be his birthday. This PPT is dedicated to my son, Joshua Raymond Mathews. He turns five today. He signs up for t-ball today. He starts kindergarten next week. He’s growing up rather quickly.
I remember the day he was born. The doctors had to take Ginny in for an emergency C-Section due to Preclampsia.(blood pressure, white blood count) Since she would be completely out for surgery, I had to wait in the hall. This was not cool. The woman I loved the most and my son I had never met were going behind closed doors, and I didn’t know if either would return. I spent a lonely forever in that hallway. Then, like a shot ringing out in the silence, I heard a baby crying. And even though I had never met him, much less heard his voice, I knew that was my son. My Joshua. I’m getting emotional just thinking about it. My life was never the same from that day.
We’ve had numerous adventures since then. We’ve been fishing, four-wheeling, to baseball games, swimming, and countless other fun activities. We’ve also learned together, me teaching him about God and about life and about sports and about animals – and him teaching me about unconditional love and patience and forgiveness and faith.
Last year, his cat ran away. We prayed for him every night, but after a week I tried to prepare him for the fact that his cat probably wouldn’t return. Josh refused to give up, and after 3 months of Josh praying, his cat returned.
Josh has the softest heart of anyone I know. He gets that from his mom, but I had a soft heart as a kid.(It hardened over time) A few weeks ago, Ginny wanted Josh to watch a movie with her, but he didn’t want to. That night, as he lay in bed, he began to cry. We went in to check on him, and he was crying because he felt bad that he had disappointed his mom by not watching the movie with her.
I may be biased, but he may quite possibly be the best son ever. Happy birthday, Josh. Daddy loves you.
Why so serious?
Today was another great day at RPC. Timm continued our marriage series, Welcome to Worse, this week focusing on the role of husbands. He used the tried and true Ephesians 5:22-33, about wives submitting and husbands loving, but he focused on the fact that the husband is to be the spiritual leader in the household. With that knowledge, there is no one else to blame.
A great point that was made was, “Everybody’s following somebody. You need to be somebody worth following.” And, “If you’re loving your wife like Christ loves the church, she’ll have no problem submitting.”
It was a tough and much-needed sermon. Next week – Wives. I can’t wait.
Tomorrow it’s back to work for me. I’ve been off this past week spending time with the family before Josh heads off to kindergarten in a week. Nothing fancy, just a lot of hanging out, going to the park, and a trip to the zoo. Here’s a picture from Lowry Park Zoo.
Riley got bitten by a turkey, and Josh got splashed by the stingrays. It was a pretty full day.
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