Wednesday, September 30, 2015

A lot adds up in 41 years...

Joe and I have 41 years of marriage together.

We have 1 daughter, who gave us a son-in-law and a grand-dog

We've lived in 6 parsonages, along with serving 6 ministerial appointments...McClure/Clinchco/McCowan’s Chapel, Dryden/Seminary, Ft. Oglethorpe, Central, First Alcoa, Cleveland District, and currently First Broad Street UMC

We've driven 3 VW Bugs, 3 VW Rabbits, a beautiful 1968 Chevrolet with an 8-track player, a Ford Windstar, 1 Toyota Celica, 1 Toyota Camry, 2 Honda Accords, 1 Honda Civic, 1 Honda Odyssey, and 1 Honda CRV

Owned 7 guitars

Raised 3 Toy Poodles: Gabriel, Abraham, and Obadiah (aka Gabie, Abie, and Dobie)

Eaten at least 3 meals a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year for 41 years (I must admit I didn’t cook all of them)

And of all the meals I did cook, I can count on my fingers the number of times I absolutely burned the food. That’s not a bad track record for 41 years.

But tonight, I must start counting on my toes because I ruined dinner. Burned. Charred. Blackened...and not in a flavorful way.

Guess you could say I adore my husband so much that I gave him a 'Burnt Offering.'

I hear charred things can be good for digestion.

Remember...if you have a pulse, you have a purpose. Make your life count!