I am in a fever pitch as I frantically try to pull everything together for Y.S. Convention in Austin. We leave at 5:30 in the morning, so a long night of sleep is already out of the question.
But, I do really like being a part of the convention connecting with old ministry friends and meeting new ones. Several odd things have forged their way into my mind as I hustle about:
- I'm a guacamole snob. I say I love guacamole, but really I only love it if it is fresh and chunky. I just at lunch at Wahoo's and their guacamole wasn't quite fresh enough. Most people would like it, but not me.
- Why do I have TWO cans of tennis balls sitting on my desk? I don't play tennis, we haven't used them in our ministry....why, then, would I allow two cans of tennis balls to sit there for the past month? Why do I not know how they got there?
- Maybe I'm suffering a very slight mid-life crisis. Lately I've been spending way more time than normal thinking about fashion and the like (way more time than normal only adds up to about a minute a week...but that' still WAY more time than normal...). Do I dress too old, Can I get away with that kind of shirt, would this make me look like I'm trying too hard?
- LOST was great last night, but I'm beginning to dislike Jack....