So, the summer is trucking along. It has, for sure, been a wild ride. Youth camp, Mission trip, game days, water parks, vacation bible school...and then Sarah and I leave for 'fish camp' (A pre-teen camp) on Thursday. In the upcoming month, we have a big back to school party-like week, and a youth conference to go to. There has been lots of drama, yelling, tears, growth and awesomeness. There is also still a chance I will be traveling to Nashville in the middle of August for a photography job.
While this may sound exciting (it was, is and will be), there are two more totally separate, yet fundamentally linked events that I would like to discuss. I am very excited about these events that once set in motion will create a formidable force to be reckoned with.
Firstly, Next Sunday evening starting at 9:00 PM, my life will be forever changed. Let me sum up my feelings with this quote: "Bach gave us God's Word. Mozart gave us God's laughter. Discovery gave us Shark Week." That is right my faithful followers. In 8 days, at 9:00 PM Central time, the Discovery Channel will be launching Shark Week. The planets are aligning, the time is near...prepare yourselves, my friends...you will never be the same.
So what else can possibly matter? What is the second tidbit of excellence? Well, My family and I are going on vacation in a few weeks to a favorite vacation destination of my families, Port Aransas, TX (on the beach). I very much look forward to the prospect of relaxing (or chilling [or chillaxing]). I plan on leaving my phone in our condo most of the week. There will be nobody yelling at me (well...except Sarah or Colin), nobody telling me of various dramas going on within our group...just me, my family, and fun. I can't wait.
How do these things relate? I hope you will have made the connection between my 2 exciting bits of news. I would have hoped that it was obvious. Well...shark week is awesome, and so is the beach. It doesn't stop there though. We must dig a bit deeper... perhaps it is the fact that sharks live in the ocean, and I will be swimming in the ocean? Perhaps I will get eaten by a shark? Yes...there it is, we have arrived at our destination.
Although I hope not, I am going to go ahead and make the call that I will be attacked by a shark. Not a huge shark, just a regular sized shark. It will bite of either a few toes or my foot. I am going to start thinking this way...that way, if I really do get bitten by a shark, I will be prepared. I will be ready to walk with a limp. I will be ready to be on Good Morning America...I will be willing and ready to recieve my new well-earned nickname, "Nubs McGee."
So, hopefully you will let us see atleast one of the Shark week episodes on your most excellent TV. Also, you forgot to mention that we will be watching Shark week WHILE at the beach...hooray for fear!
this made me laugh outloud...alot. Especially the part about how you almost WANT a shark to amputate part of you. I look forward to introducing you. "This is my husband, Nubs McGee."
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