7 am and dirty dogs.

so, i'm home for the holidays. it's been pretty good. little bit slower paced, but a break is good, so...no complaints here. except one...

i guess working at the SFA post office has done me in forever. i can't seem to sleep past 7 am anymore. at all. so, every morning since i've been home (this is my 5th), i wake up. and this morning, it was special. this morning i woke up to this:

attempting to burrow inside of my covers (while stepping on my bible). and, if that weren't enough, this lovely animal:

laying on top of my legs. awesome. so, after several failed attempts to get them off of me, i gave up, and fell back asleep with my 2 canine companions for another 3 hours. and then woke up with them in the exact same positions.

at this point, i made an omelet, discovered there was no coke left in the house, and found a spot on the couch where more burrowing and leg-laying ensued. and this is how my time at home is spent.

the odd couple?

i'm telling you...shauna has got to clean her room soon...or stuff's going to start growing. sometimes i don't even know why i put up with it. i must really like her.

the first day of my life.

so...about two years ago my friend greg came to my dorm room and uploaded a substantial amount of music onto my computer. and i have just recently been exploring these cd's and checking out the music. and, i have indeed found one that i really like. it's called the first day of my life by bright eyes.

so anyway, i just thought i would share the song with you. i think it's got some nice lyrics that could perhaps be equated to someone's experience meeting God for the first time. not all the lyrics...but a select few...anyway...give them a look if you will...

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home...

and if you would care to hear the song (by watching the video)...you can go here...although the video is not as resemblant to someone's experiences when first meeting God. (but it's not like dirty or anything...)

..But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me