Grieving for a friend

Sometimes life is incomprehensible. Incomprehensibly bad. Like I just don't get why some things happen.

Maybe some day the things that are so tragic here on earth will not seem so bad. Eternal perspective. But meanwhile - it just stinks.

I like Rich Mullins song Hard To Get,

All I really need to know
Is if You who live in eternity
Hear the prayers of those of us who live in time
We can't see what's ahead
And we can not get free of what we've left behind

Well the whole song is good and kind of states how I feel.

Playing

I may have some free time coming to me. Who knows if these things will really work out. But I'd like to do some playing around here. Normally I save the playing for my facebook profile but I decided I'd like to mess around some here. Look for changes. Or not.

I found a funky slide show thingy so I'm going to try it out on this post. Voila

Calm after the storm

Everyone is gone for the week.

It's just me and the Five Year Old. Watching our weekly Spongebob marathon. No drama. No Conflict. No Explosions.

I'm bored.

That's no atomic explosion

Can you hear the screaming in my head? All in all I'm pretty glad that this week is ending. Or is Sunday just the beginning? God help me.

Daughters. Oh sure, when things are good they are all puppy dogs and unicorns. But one false step and boom. Nuclear disaster. Fine, I can handle being the bad guy, truthfully, I kind of relish the challenge. What I could do without is the best friend's mom talking the big talk but caving at the first hint of conflict. Oh the Drama. Honestly, how are we going to get our daughters through life unmolested, unpregnant, with their self esteem in tact unless we back each other up?

I think there is some rule about not blogging during an emotional crisis but bear with me please. It is possible that the whole thing will blow over tomorrow. Till then somebody needs to write this stuff into the baby books so parents can have a clue about what they are in for. Yes that baby is cute now but the day is coming when he/she will take leave of their adorable little mind.