This past weekend we went to College Station for the 40 year reunion of the Aggies for Christ. The AFC had a profound influence on my life in ways of servitude, leadership, and fellowship. I met some of my best friends there, went on my favorite trips there, and learned to live a life for God there. It was so great seeing Aggies from classes in the 70's, 80's, 90's, 00's and even the current youngens who are unsure about the move from the surrogate bench in Rudder back to its original placement in the MSC flagroom. I had so much fun that I forgot to take any pictures except these:
Brooklyn really enjoyed having Mimi pull her around in the gardening wagon in the great grandparent's backyard.
I was surprised by a few things this weekend: one, that I missed it SO much. College Station still feels like home, and walking around campus felt more natural and comforting than I ever realized it would. I appreciated my classes, but spent so much of my time trying to be the Anti-Aggie because I didn't fit in with the Eli Young Band crowd and it always felt silly to say "howdy". I wish I had said howdy more. I wish I could go back, but I know it wouldn't be the same. Big Rob isn't there to eat chocolate muffins with me for lunch. Dr. Brooks passed away, so I couldn't take another Shakespeare class. We'd be the old creepy tagalongs for AFC weekend trips and spring break weeklongs. And what is college without Chelsea Conway?
The other thing that really surprised me was how many people read my blog... like, whoa. For every three people who said they were happy to see me again, I got one who said, "I love reading your blog. You crack me up"
It took me QUITE off-guard, but I guess it's called the "world-wide web" for a reason. Suddenly it dawned on me that I have a readership, which means I have a responsibility to them to write. Moreover, I have a responsibility to write something that isn't garbage. I've made a list of some of the things I'm going to work hard on for you, my faithful blog followers.
1)I will watch my freaking language. For real, I'm going to stop saying a bunch of crap that pisses people off. What the heck is this blog for anyway?
2)I will not post gross stories or factoids, like the problems I have when I wake up in the morning and blow my nose and there's the nastiest mixture of bloody boogers in it. No one wants to read disgusting phrases like "bloody boogers", so I won't waste your time with it.
3)I will not bore you with inane useless tidbits of information about my life like I have to leave the room when someone files their nails and I have an obsession with not having body odor, so much that I cake on the deodorant, perfume and even baby powder if necessary to make sure I am the sweetest smelling person in the room. Or at least not the stinkiest. And I'm incredibly self-conscious when someone asks, "What's that smell?" and immediately claim "IT'S NOT ME!". But that stuff isn't interesting, so I won't write about it.
4)I will not brag about how wonderful my daughter is, even though she is wonderful. And awesome. And smart. And cool. And silly. And incredible. But that gets old. So I won't brag about how she slept 14 hours last night. And I won't brag about how she has learned to sign "thank you" and "please" or how she's going to be bilingual and thank me for it later in life. Doesn't it get boring when we brag on our children? See, so I won't do it. I won't tell you about how she can get herself undressed and tells me when she's stinky or about how she wants to sit on the potty to poop. She's 18 months old, FYI. But I won't brag.
5)I will not talk about my daughter's potty habits. Although, I just did.
I'll keep thinking, because I'm sure there are plenty of other topics you pass on when you start reading blogs. In the interest of technological journalism, and with a responsibility to my readers, you have my very sarcastic word that I will not discuss any of the aforementioned subjects.
Have a nice day.