• Having a good time.

    I went to the coolest wedding reception this past weekend. What better way to entertain your guests while you are taking pictures with the photographer than letting them wander around a museum? Yes, the reception was held at an art museum. I chatted up the folks until the grub was served, then gave the snack line a once over. Once the bride and groom arrived they put on the customary American wedding show: the first dance, dancing with parents, etc. Then we adjourned to the solarium for a buffet overlooking the river. Which brings up the question: what do eight Protestants and a Catholic priest talk about at a wedding? My extended family found out. Cheryl gave him the wrong impression when she mentioned the Catholic church we were married at, and this lead to a few surprising references to “Stodgy Protestants” – but otherwise it was great fun. No one was hurt (I don’t think), and I had a great time talking to the guy.

  • Going down in flames.

    We owe more than we would like to the bank, but we’ve decided to spend more money. Owing to a lack of memories of a honeymoon of any kind (I got violently ill just before our first one and had to skip it), we have decided to take another little trip. When you owe several thousand, what’s another couple hundred?

  • Working from home.

    One thing that makes it easier for me to stay home with Beth is that I can usually do some work at home. Let me tell you, working from home is kind of like mowing the lawn. It’s really cool when your father let’s you do it for the first time, and afterwards you wish you had never asked. My problem is that I’m a little too comfortable at home. When you were in school, where did you do most of your studying? Myself, I did most of it at school. Libraries were really quiet, but they were always really uncomfortable. I think that’s what kept me awake. At home, I could get in about fifteen good minutes of reading – followed almost immediately by an hour long nap. I can avoid falling asleep while I work at home, but I can almost hear my bed calling to me. “Come here John … you’re a little cool, aren’t you John? … I’ll bet you’d feel nice and warm under my sheets John …. Imagine how soft my mattress would feel, how soothing my pillows would feel underneath your head … Come on John, you’ve worked long enough, you’ve got plenty of leave to cover a couple of hours worth of sleep.” Come to think of it, I’m feeling a little tired now.