Somehow I managed to fall asleep on the couch for the 2nd time this weekend before 10 pm. Sounds like I'm living the life of a 60 year old. Or could it be that I've just "played" so hard during the day that my body is just ready to call it quits. I hope it's the latter. I've made my self get up and create this blog which I've been putting off for a while.
Here's my attempt to keep (for prosperity's sake) the thoughts of this 31 year old man from Birmingham, AL, and if someone happens to comment on it along the way, that's cool too. So, raise your glasses to the start of something that hopefully I will use more often than my box of dental floss.
So here's today - Nothing's better than Sunday morning coffee and reading the paper. Having someone to spend it with makes it even better. My wife, Lauren, occupies the other side of the table and competes with me for sections of the news paper. She's really nice, so I usually win. She tolerates my morning ritual of not saying anything unless it is of the utmost importance. Once the coffee has been consumed and the paper thoroughly destroyed, I am ready for the day. I need a plan. I have this crazy need for an agenda for the day. Nothing too strict, but I need activities. So here they are: I did actually make it to the gym for a while. I spent some time in the yard and also tried to fix some of our doors that won't close in the house. Our house was built in the 1950's, and over time the house has settled causing the door frames to be a little off. After a few hours of sanding and chipping away wood. Our doors close only slightly better, and now I have the wonderful job of repainting the doors to cover up my handy work. Just the joys of home ownership. All of this was followed by church in the evening and dinner on the coffee table watching the history channel. More on those two later.
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