Sometimes I like my job

Well, actually, I like my job most of the time. But I really like it on days like we had on Tuesday. One of the "perks" of working for Family Christian Stores is that authors and artists occasionally pay a visit when they're in town. This week, it was Donald Miller, author of Blue Like Jazz, a very hot book right now, especially among people my age. And while it may be trendy to read his books, I appreciated and resonated with a lot of what he had to say in BLJ, and I especially appreciated his authenticity and humility in his little talk to us at the corporate office.

In other Anderson news, work begins tomorrow on taking down wallpaper in our side entryway. It's currently papered with pink stripes, with a birdhouse border on top. Not only are the pink stripes not quite my taste, but it's also in pretty bad shape. Plus the woodwork has seen better days. It's amazing the things you don't notice when you first fall in love with a house! But the day we took possession and walked in, we realized that the house needed a bit more work than we originally thought. Thank goodness it's mostly cosmetic. If we can find the charger for our digital camera, I hope to take and post pictures of the process.

Pete did an amazing job on our front entryway. He put in the floor, in addition to helping to paint trim and painting the cupboard and closet doors. Plus he didn't lose his patience when putting the doors back on proved to be a more arduous task than we thought it would be. I admire his level head and sense of calm in situations like that. I get frustrated and want to give up; he sticks to it and gets it done. One of his many admirable qualitites!

I'm Turning Into My Dad

Today we went grocery shopping and, to my delight, chocolate milk and Pepsi were both on sale.

Last night, Amy and I went over to Phil and Dawn's to get the rest of our stuff out of their basement and then we hung out for a little bit. They told us of something that Annie (the 6 year old) was overheard saying - "My parents are different than other parents because they don't live apart." It's a sobering reminder of the shift that has occured in what an average family looks like.