#jesusandisciples

I just realized I might have made a mistake.  I cleaned off the battery posts on my jeep with baking soda and a toothbrush this morning.  I think instead of getting an old toothbrush to use I might have grabbed my wives in the bathroom.  I tossed the yucky toothbrush away.  (I won't say anything if you don't.)  Hey, nobody's perfect.  I've heard how many women get hot flashes at times.  I accept that.  But my wife is running hot all the time.   When I go to bed at night it's like I'm taking part in one of those Polar Bear Plunges.  She has the bedroom temperature cooler than a meat locker. (Nights when it's below freezing outside she'll have the window open.) Plus many times isn't even covered with blankets.  I've told her this is ridiculous. Imagine trying to argue with a woman half asleep.  It's on par with shaking a hibernating grizzly bear.  Life is always changing.  I have lost some Aunts and Uncles over the past year.  I make a point of recalling things about them that made me smile.  I mentioned to my brother about my Aunt Maryellen who passed away last year that I can imagine when I get to heaven she'll greet me and give me the lay of the land.  She'll mention how Jesus is pretty cool, but those Disciple guys that hang around him really think their big shots.  My brother laughed and said; "I could see that happening."  I asked my daughter last night that if I were to die unexpectedly, what is the one special memory she has of me?  (As she thought about it for a minute I was expecting something that would get my eyes watery.) She said; "I'd have to say, dad, it would be the time you told all us kids if we didn't start cleaning out the kitty litter box, you'd make us all have to use it to go to the bathroom."  I'm not going to have her give my eulogy.