Bike Rack

This is just a quick shout out to my parents and Amy for my sweet new car roof bike rack (that they gave me for Christmas). We had a nice day last week and I installed it. I still need to get the part that actually holds the bike on the rack, but this is the expensive part. Too bad my ankle is too messed up to bike right now.

Ouch!

Get the picture...

It was the Calvary Church men's basketball league tournament. Saturday, March 15 was the date. All was on the line. We won our first game of the day...an 8:00 am battle between the two un-feated teams (you read that right...we were the two teams who hadn't won a game). So, it was our second game of the day...and we were once again losing. I decided it was time for me to step up my game and put it all on the line. When the opportunity arose, I went up against a giant player on the other team for a rebound. He came down with the ball. I came down on his foot. Turned my ankle. Extreme pain.

I hitched a ride home, then hitched a ride to the emergency room (special thanks to the Kruse family for getting me home, for Mrs. Chris for coming over to sit with the boys, and to Amy for taking me to the hospital...and for putting up with me for the past several days). They x-rayed it and told me it was a sprain and that I'd recover...eventually. No big deal. Below are a few photos.

Be sure to read my next post (coming soon) for lessons I've learned.

My ankle had a swollen knot that was a little larger than a golf ball in size. Sweet ballin' shoes, huh?

Me chillin' in the ER. My pain meds had kicked in at this point.

The family coming to my bedside engaging in a friendly game
of Sesame Street UNO.

Heaven Is Like

I'm sitting here at the mall watching the kids play on the playground and I think I know what Heaven is going to be like. There must be a dozen kids running around screaming and yelling and enjoying themselves to the max. They're probably exhausted. They probably feel like it is work (I think my Psychology 101 teacher once said that play is work for children). But there is no stress. No anxiety. No worries. Only unadulterated glee.

By contrast, if you look around at the parents, you see frowns, stress, and the every-once-in-awhile yell for the kids to slow down, to stop yelling and (paraphrasing here) to stop having so much fun.

-pause-

Quinn just came over to me with an "ouchie"...a little kiss later and all is well again.

-resume post-

I look forward to Heaven. I'm not sure exactly what we'll be doing there, but I know that there will be joy everlasting...little glimpse of which can be previewed at the mall playground on this Friday night.

A Lesson (or two) In Data Backup

Do you ever get the feeling that God is trying to teach you a lesson? This has been one of those weeks for me.

First, we were in the process of adding a terabyte (1,000 gigs) of disk space to our disk array which already has a TB of information on it when all of the data went missing. We didn't have a backup (we did have a disk array, which protects against hardware failure, but no backup). Luckily, after much wasted time and hardship, we were able to recover the data.

Then, two days later, all of the images on the church's website disappeared. Turns out the data was fine, only the information that tells the site where to display each image was corrupt, and we did have a backup of that, but we don't have a backup of the image files themselves...so we were freaking out as you can imagine.

So after a week of lost productivity and shot nerves, we are back up and running. The lesson learned: back up all of your data...then, for safe keeping, back it up again.