m e a d o w l a r k

Although I have tried to stay as current as possible with new technology; especially the human element of new technology, I have not yet been able to get my mind wrapped around why or how web sites such as myspace, u-tube, or any other site that allows us commoners to post anything and everything about ourselves becomes popular. Even the idea of blogging seems strange to me. I honestly don’t consider my thoughts and daily goings-on to be interesting enough to be worth publishing. So with my lack of understanding of this phenomenon, here is my first ever blog for the world (or probably just my family) to read. Please try to overlook any protocol that I violate, or any boredom that you may feel as a result of slogging your way through my ramblings.

Today was a typical Sunday in the Pedley kingdom. Some of the higher and lower points, in no particular order-

We woke up too late for church, then squeezed ourselves, and stressed each other out by trying to get ready on time. This is something that we are not used to. Renee’ and I have been going to church on Saturday nights for the last few months, then sleeping in with the rest of the non-church going community on Sunday mornings. After this A.M. I am reminded of why it was such a brilliant plan. With our master bathroom out, we have been reduced to 1 1/2 bathrooms for the 4 of us. I am trying to think of a relevent analogy to sharing a bathroom with a 14-year old boy and a 13 -year old girl (mostly a 13-year old girl), but I can’t come up with one; maybe getting pecked to death by a duck comes close- slow and torturous. Funny that the Pastor included a bit about getting in the proper frame of mind on Sunday mornings before going to church, and how stressing each other out is probably not the best way to get there. Lesson learned- It’s back to Saturday nights for the Pedley’s, starting…umm..NEXT Saturday!

Today was the nicest weather that we have had for quite some time- Sunny and 50 degrees; time for one last bike ride with Renee’. For some reason, though I was having a hard time getting excited about it. I shouldn’t have. In terms of all of the things in this life that do not matter, biking is probably the thing that I enjoy most. Travis and Elaine both think that I’m a tad over-focused, bordering on obsessive when it comes to a bicycle.

whatever.

So today when my emotions were flat, it was my lovely bride who helped me to realize that I was lamenting the change of season. I am not ready to don sweatshirts, eat comfort food and then try to lose all of the winter weight next March, as if we were some species of hibernating bear that needs to pack it on for the long winter. We agreed to be intentional about staying active, even when there is less than 8 hours of sunlight per day, and to resist the urge to gorge on meatloaf. To seal the deal, we agreed to march up and down the hill on our street (not a small one) once every day for the next 21 days. I love renee’. Dumb little events like this help keep 16 years of marriage seem like we are still dating.

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