Life Is Good...

I realized today that I have done very little to explain the long break in my posting last month, so if any of you are interested, I'll tell you a little about what is going on.

My Wife and I have relocated.

With the new baby coming in November, the old house was just a little too rustic for our changing requirements, so we have forsaken the privacy and freedom of a rural existence in favor of the luxury and convenience of suburbia.

For the first time in my adult life, I now live in a house which was actually constructed right where it sits, rather than being manufactured in a factory. I still park the truck at the other place, but the palacial 800 square-foot doublewide now sits empty. We have moved in to a modest 2200 square-foot 3/2/2 stucco w/pool and spacious Florida room on 1 acre (+/-) lot in [CENSORED], a deed restricted community. Minutes from schools and shopping and whatnot.

The baby is very active, so the Wife stays tired most of the time. Sometimes after she goes to sleep at night, I put my hand on her belly and feel him kicking, swimming, practicing his mixed martial arts drills, or whatever it is he does in there.

We went to the local big-box store and created our baby registry on Sunday. I found a little khaki ball cap about as big around as the bottom of a mayonaise jar for $1.99. It looked exactly like the ones that I wear constantly. I scanned it in, and at that moment it hit me that I really am going to raise a little boy who will want a hat like the one that Daddy wears, and a truck like the one that Daddy drives, and a guitar like the one that Daddy plays.

And I think that's pretty cool.

I have been working a lot of hours lately, but I love my job, so I guess it's okay. I had a short day today (12 hours...) and I hopped into the pool as soon as I got home. The Wife and I splashed each other, floated on our pool noodles and generally played like children for about an hour and a half. She then cooked chicken fingers and mac and cheese for dinner.

If anyone had told me when I was five that when I grew up, I would work all day and then splash around in the pool as long as I wanted, and then get to eat chicken fingers and mac and cheese, and that I could even mix my Ketchup and Mustard together no matter what it looks like, I would have said "Nuh-uhhh! Grown-ups don't get to do things like that!"

But we do.

And it makes us just as happy as we thought it would.

God has blessed my Wife and me in every way I can imagine, and He would be displeased with me if I did not enjoy myself among these blessings.

Life is not easy, but it is good.

And that is wonderful.