Just an Update

I was thinking this evening that I have not updated everyone on school. I have not failed out and believe it or not I am surviving. The really strange thing about being in school is that I am probably in the top 10 oldest in the class. As I sit there and listen to some of these "kids" talk about when they graduated from high school. I begin to calculate how old they actually are in my grey little head. I soon realize that I graduated before some of these kids were even born...Ugh!! Each time that class starts I am so intent on getting everything and very intent on getting a good grade. I will every once in awhile will look around the room and see kids sleeping. The first thing that comes to my mind is "Do you realize how much your mom and dad are spending on your education?" And then I snap back to the realization that I am just an old man starting to sound like his parents!!! The class that I am in now is accounting and it is so different than any class that I have ever taken before. I am use to Bible classes or science classes....there is one thing for sure...I don't think that God is calling me into accounting (thank the Lord!!). I am making good grades but it is not my love or one of my gifts. Next semester I will be moving onto either Statistics or Microeconomics (please realize that excitement is not in my near future). I am blessed to have a very supportive wife who I could not do this without her help and her support...please don't tell her but she is pretty wonderful.

It is Saturday night and Sunday comes very quickly. I hope that you all have a blessed week!

What were we thinking....

If we ever think about having a brithday party ever again will someone please slap me and bring me to my senses. I feel like I have been run over by a mack truck. The kids seemed to have a good time and I guess that is all that really matters. It is over and I think that I will fall into bed and die.

Lord Come Quickly

Have you ever prayed that prayer

"Lord, Come Quickly!"?

You see I have my semi-annual cold/sinus infection and I feel like I could really enjoy the rapture about now. The problem is that I am not allowed to die yet. If I even thought about dying my wife would kill me (try and figure that one out). You see we are having Connor's Birthday party tomorrow and are expecting who knows how many kids and if I even considered death there would be trouble.

I could see it now. Me in Heaven enjoying the Heavenly choir and finally getting the chance to relax. No pain, no weariness when suddenly there would be noise coming from the pearly gates. A very unhappy blond telling Saint Peter to open those gates she's coming through. I'd get to experience first hand that being pulled through that tunnel near death experience thingie. I am not sure that Heaven is ready for that kind of commotion. So I will suffer through and just whine. Does anyone feel sorry for me yet?

The only other person that I feel real sorry for is Jonathan Walden (I am not sure that man can win with his puppy problem). I think that I will suffer with my cold instead of suffering from a puppy or unhappy child and wife. I am not sure that I am making sense any longer...wait is that a light I see?

Happy Birthday Connor

Happy 7th Birthday

Connor Trenton Davis

Beautiful But Blond

As most of you know the Davis Household has had some exciting moments recently. It seems that a certain beautiful blond who just celebrated her 32nd Birthday has a case of old age hitting. This week Angie had to work (later than normal) and so she grabbed My Keys and took My Car. I would normally never reference things as mine and hers but for the sake of this story let me emphasis MY KEYS. These keys that belong to me had several important keys such as: keys to both of our doors to our house, my car, my parents front door, their back door and a key to their garage and last but not least my office key at work. I knew that she would be late Monday night and I had to be at work at 5:00 am the next day. I had to get to work and get several things completed early. Now I have this things that if Angie is going to be late I can not go to sleep until she gets home. I have to know that she made it home safe and sound (does that indicate how much I love her?????). At midnight I receive a phone call and can tell by the caller ID that it is Angie. I answer and the first words out of her mouth were "Please don't kill me!" Like when have I ever threatened her with murder...never!! I may have threatened to have her committed and put away but never have I wanted to kill her. Let this be a note to all spouses if you have bad news never start it off at midnight with "Please don't kill me!!!" All kinds of thoughts are going through your mind like "What has she done now?" or "How much damage is done to the car?" I knew she was OK because she was talking to me but I am quickly getting away from my story...let me return to the rest of the story. Now either she was trying to avoid having to really tell me the truth or their was a problem with the phone she was on because every time she got to I can't find your keys the keys part got really hard to hear and I kept saying "Angie, I can't hear you please speak up!!" Again she would say I can't find your - - - - (those - - - - stands for keys). Finally, I started to put two and two together and realized what she was saying. Next she ask if I could come up and get her. Now if you were her spouse at midnight with two boys in bed and having to get up in just a few hours what would you say? Again, I love her very much and so I informed her that she would have to give me a few minutes to get two grouchy boys out of bed and in the car and to get up there to her. So in the car I loaded my two bundles of not so joy. As soon as we get in the car and start to pull out Kent starts crying and saying "Dink, Dink, Dink!!!" His ever so compassionate brother responses by saying in a very gruff manner "It's not going to do you any good complaining your not going to getanything to drink...so stop complaining!!!!" I think he might have heard that a time or two in his life. Off we go and now it is he who starts with complaints "I just want to go to bed!!" "Do I still have to go to school tomorrow?" "Do I have to get out of the car because I don't want too" and "Why did mommy have to loose her keys?" and on it went!!!! Finally after getting everyone home and all in bed I was soon up again and off to work only to find that no at 5:00 am including the Hospital Supervisor has a key to my office because it is considered Administration and not everyone is allowed a key. Of course no Administration person would be in at 5:30 am and so I had to wait. when finally people arrived I called our security and informed them of my problem only have to have silence...please don't tell me you lost your keys said the security man. You see if you lost your keys it is our policy to have to have all the locks that your key fits changed. Your key fits all of Administration..the President, and all the Vice Presidents. Sickness started to hit!

The ending of the story the Beautiful Blond found the keys in the Lost and Found at the mall and yet she still does not know where she lost them!!! And that is the rest of the story!!!