Nobody's Perfect

Evidently no one told the New York Giants that the Pats were unbeatable. With words like "history" and "dynasty" dying on the lips of New England fans everywhere, Eli didn't choke. The Manning brothers won back-to-back world championships, and the NFC won the Super Bowl for the first time in a long time. I'm sad for Tom Brady, though. Wonder if he needs me to go to Boston and comfort him...

I can't believe the weekend's gone. I spent most of it feeling like poo and lying around coughing and sneezing, so you'd think it would have been relaxing. Yeah, not so much. So tomorrow it's back to the old grind. I figured out this weekend that I had about 7,500 more days to work in my lifetime. That's really depressing.

Tonight Dad and Vickie brought the kids up to watch the game. I made ribs, pulled pork, fries, corn on the cob, baked beans, biscuits, no bake cookies, and brownies for dinner. It was yummy, if I do say so myself. The game... not so much. This is me and the kids at halftime.



I just started reading Beth Moore's book about John the Baptist, "The Beloved Disciple." I'm a huge fan of her books; she always has such great insight and wonderful words. The first chapter discusses all of the people who followed John the Baptist, and she points out that he was a good leader because of who he was following. "John the Baptist turned out to be a man worth following precisely because they followed him straight to Jesus," Moore states. What a leadership model. Only if we're leading others to Christ are we worth following. Otherwise we're just leading them astray.