Day-28: Beer, Tigers and....

and... annoyance, apathy, frustration, impatience... I don't know... and... something.

But, first things are first:

My neighbor sent his daughter over because they needed to borrow some ice. As the good neighbor would, I filled the bucket and handed it back to the neighbor-girl. As she was heading out of my garage, I hollered "tell your dad he owes me a beer."

Not three minutes later there was a knock at the door. By the time I opended the door nobody was there, but this little guy was waiting for me on the front porch!

That's appreciation if I've ever seen it.

More than just a beer it demonstrated the type of the relationship that we have and highlights how the "borrowing of a cup of sugar" has evolved: Need some ice, have a beer.  Borrowed some chairs, have a beer. Helped me put something in storage, have a beer. That look on your face makes me want to say, "here, have a beer." We've shared tons of things over the years: sugar, milk, mayo, spices, beer, ice, bread, eggs, tools - but that is all next to nothing, that is all easy stuff.  What really solidifies the relationship are the laughs, tears, excursions, play dates, meals and most important - PRAYERS.

Prayers are powerful things. My neighbors, home of the Fight Club Captain are proof of the power of prayer. I say prayers when I wake up, before I eat, with my kids before they go to sleep, before I got to sleep, at church and sometimes just because I need to. Routines. If you haven't read my earlier posts, I'm a huge fan of routines. The hard thing is that some of my prayers are just routines and putting meaning in them is not always easy.

Fact: I can feel the difference between "routine prayers" and  prayers that I reach deep inside of myself for, that I feel so deeply it can hurt and that come from things or places I don't have control over. I know the importance and the difference between those two types of prayers.

Question: Why can't I make every prayer that I utter or think come from that powerful place?

FYI - Day-28 is/was Tuesday, April 1st. Day-27 was the Tiger's home opener. If you missed the home opener, they won it in the 9th - it was pretty sweet.

I worked a 1/2 day and came home early to watch the game on my couch. I was going to "work from home" while I watch the game, but that didn't happen. My best friend came over and we talked while we watched the game. Daniel got off the bus at the start of the 9th inning and he got to watch the Tiger's win. It was a good way to spend an afternoon.

I lie - it was an okay way to spend an afternoon. A good way would have been with food. I don't have "ball park" food that I crave, I just crave food. Chips and dip, a club sandwich, a handful of peanuts, a bowl of Captain Crunch, it does not really matter. Food would have made an okay afternoon good. Being at Tiger's Stadium would have made it great!


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The "and" from the title. I have not ate solid foods for 28-Days, but the experience is lacking something. Not eating sucks, Jesus is the desert did not have Slim Fast or V8 or pureed soup. I've done this before and I'm not getting everything I got last time and that bothers me.  I missed a bunch of posts, rather than throw together something to fill space there will just be missing days.

I don't know what it is, what I'm feeling, why I'm feeling it. I'm not eating. I'm thinking about God.  I'm thinking about my relationship with God. I'm thinking about why I'm doing this.  I'm thinking about me and what I need to be doing with myself.  I'm annoyed at myself for not making time to post. I'm frustrated because I don't want to not eat solids for 44-Days and only lose weight.  I'm impatient because I expected more insight. I'm just... I don't know, I'm just - something right now.


Started the day at 19#. Not sure, I have not been checking my weight, but I can tell you my pants are baggy.