Hi all!
In this weeks' news . . .
Well, since last time I posted, I preached a sermon on 3 John at church last Sunday. I'm sure it could have been tweaked endlessly, but I was pretty happy with it. I think because the passage actually spoke
to me. I think it would be a lot trickier to preach on something that I was a bit ho-hum about.
Also, in the news . . . God provided an awesome new fridge. It's 520 litres (which is just ridiculously massive), and it fits absolutely everything we could want in there. So that's great. And it makes Rachel really smily as well . . .
And to keep the smile there, she bought herself a pair of ugg boots this week on line because her old pair were a) falling apart and b) cheap imitations. So she's been quite happy with her new ones.
Finally, last night the youth group activity was ice skating. Never having been ice skating before, I was not looking forward to this.
And, sure enough, I spent the entire night clinging to the wall, falling over, twisting my ankle, wobbling and every other variation of crap skating that new skaters come up with.
I didn't get very far last night, but damn, I'm keen to try again. I've realised that a new life-long amibition of mine is probably going to be to ice skate to a Beethoven symphony. I don't care if I don't do anything fancy, but just to glide along listening to Beethoven would be awesome . . .
Well, well, well....
I just made it home and we have proceeded to turn the house upside down only to realise that Matt's set of keys are NOT here!!!! So, we must presume that unless they have found a new "key hideout" they must've slipped out of his pocket whilst on the train to/from work yesterday! Interesting!
On the state of the house I am pleasently surprised. Apart from a load of washing, some dirty dishes the house is looking pretty good. The dead fridge is smelling particularly rotten but we hope to move it to a new home on the balcony tomrrow where it shall reside until the next council cleanup. RIP (or not!)
Is to come shortly after I arrive home....Matt has locked himself out of the house and won't be able to get back in until I make it home tomorrow night with the keys (unless he stays around until the real-estate agent opens at 9am which he might if the place is looking terrible but I'm not sure!) Lol...wonder where he'll sleep tonight?
Hi there! The run-down on bacheloring so far:
FridayWent to work. I remember that. Friday night was a bit of a blur, but that might have been the onset of starvation.
SaturdayWent to the doctor's to get an injection. Learned a new fact: apparently, the pain levels of the injection are dependent on whether they warm up the stuff they've injected into you. considering the doctor had just fetched this stuff straight out of a fridge, I'm not sure that I wanted to know that.
Got home in time for the South to rise and fall again in the lounge room. (Reviews soon to appear on the Arts page.)
SundayDeath in the family.
Our fridge not only stopped keeping things cool, it started warming things up. Everything in the fridge section was warmer than the surrounding kitchen, and the freezer was rapidly defrosting.
With some careful juggling between the little downstairs fridge and a freezer that friends own a couple of blocks away, I managed to salvage some stuff.
I also went out and bought the new fridge that we'd been planning to buy. We didn't quite have enough money for it, but we were actually going to go out and see if we could haggle it down to the price we wanted next Saturday. I was forced into it a bit earlier than that.
However, I haggled and got it for the price I wanted. (Phew. Thank you, God!)
Anyway, in the process of cleaning out the old fridge, I discovered that Rachel is a Freezer Hoarder. Anything half eaten, no matter how small, was stored in the freezer. The problem was that it was FORGOTTEN in the freezer . . . who laments the four sticks of celery stored in a lunchbox all those many months ago? (Actually, who laments me - who copped flack from Rach for losing said lunchbox many months ago?) Who weeps for the small bag of grapes stored last spring?
Certainly not me. I chucked 'em in the bin. Ditto for said bits of green sludge in plastic bags. I don't know what it was in a previous life, but now it's just sludge.
That being done, I went back to work on the sermon, and managed to get to church on Sunday evening. I'm preaching on 3 John next week, and other people have been preaching on 1 and 2 John for the last two months. The funny thing about John is that every sermon sounds like it's on the same topic. Mine will be on the same kind of topic as well, but I think every sermon brings a slightly different viewpoint on the subject.
We'll see how it goes.
MondayBack at work again. Day was fine, but uneventful. (Apart from lunch with Dave, which is always enjoyable.) Monday night, finished off the sermon.
Well, first draft anyway. I'll have a run-through with Kevin tonight (Tuesday).
And that's where I'm up to. Anything else exciting going on in anyone else's life?
A few people have asked me why I haven't been blogging. (Well, obviously, I've been blogging film reviews on the other page, but I haven't been blogging personal stuff on here.)
That's a fairly good question. I think it's because I tend to like to do things for effect. So I like to do something exciting, and then say, "Yes, well, I just did that." And blog about it. Like making my own news, really.
However, all of that is a bit fake. Because the last two months have really been spent finishing off (actually, I'm still working on some) jobs that I volunteered to do for other people. The things that are really important to me are kind of sitting in the background somewhere.
This is not making much sense, is it? To start where I left off last:
In case you hadn't heard, I am interested in working (in some capacity or other) in the classical music world. Anyone who's visited my Arts page or ever tried to pick a CD at our place would know that this is something that's really important to me.
At first, I was hoping that God would somehow miraculously open a door and that I'd find a full-time job in that industry that would still allow me to live on my current lifestyle and perhaps even pay more in the future.
God had a slightly different idea.
So I kind of stopped blogging around the same time. Perhaps I was hoping to jump on here and say, "Hey, you'll never guess what I'm doing now!"
But I'm not. In fact, the message from God seems to be that I'm to put my head down at my current work and do a good job for them. I haven't given up on the classical world, but I might have to do volunteer work for an orchestra or something like that.
However, I haven't really had time to think about that because what with leading on Winter Camp a while ago, working on the copywriting course my father gave me, writing the sermon that's due in just over a week at church, trying to put together a budget for the next six months, going away to visit friends in Kiama, an engagement party in Orange, my brother's 21st party in Brisbane (go Pete!), and, an event of my own making, eight hours of the Civil War in my lounge room on Saturday.
So, I've been feeling a bit like I've been treading water for the last couple of months. But perhaps that is the point of a blog, to jump on and tell you what I'm really thinking, not just the "edited for attempted humour" version.
So I'll see if I can work on it.
And, yes, the rumours are true . . . I'm bacheloring again. Rachel, faced with the prospect of eight hours of the Civil War in her lounge room, wisely decided that it was time to visit her parents in the outback, whom she hasn't seen for eight months. So she headed off today.
For the record, my meal tonight was pretty good. I had an apple and a couple of bananas for dinner. I know, it sounds a bit light on, but Cade and Lisa had chocolate biscuits at Bible study tonight, so that made up the other half of the nutritional spectrum.
I might be in a bind tomorrow when the apples run out, but I think there's still ice cream in the fridge. I'll see if I can get people to bring corn chips on the weekend as well. That'll provide a bit of vegetables. (Corn, you see.)
Meat . . . do I need meat? Hey, vegans live without it.
Who likes vegans, though?
I might buy some fish fingers. They're close enough to meat, I think. Or some meat pies. They're definitely meat. Talk to you later. Sermon beckons.
I'm dying over here on me own....post something! :)
Oh and for everyone else I'm heading outback for 7 days tomorrow!!! YIPPEEEE!!!! Waaaay too long since October last year.
So, yes, wonder if
Matt-the-bachelor can survive okay this time?? What's the votes?
YES/NOAll comments will be noted and we shall compare notes on Matt's survival when I return. OK?
Good. Glad to have that sorted.
P.S. Matt shall not beg for food from others as he has plenty here to last him! ;)
