Um... I wrote this back in July and I had forgotten writing it, actually until I was scanning through the blog, looking for something else.

I kind of like it, so here it is.... (again)

One quick hit here:

It's just amazing to me the power that a kiss and a hug and an "I love you, it will be ok" has in this world. It's an eye of calm in the howling storm. It's a breath of lovely fresh air when we are choking on the hot deadly smoke of the conflagration going on around us. It's a gift from God manifested in the warmth and forgiveness in a loved one's heart.

That's all I have.

Thanks.

Ok. This left leg of mine is in the way, and must go!

Everybody stand back!

Thank you.

Yes kids, I went on my big hiking trip this weekend and well, it wasn't as big as I planned. My intention was to just charge through the trail up to the second highest point in Alabama, but I quickly realized as I scurried through the foothills that it has indeed been a long time since I worked my legs like this and I gave up about an hour in....

I finally threw in the towel as I reach a rocky out crop but was rewarded with a beautiful view of the surrounding mountains as I laid out on the rocks letting the cool breeze cool my tired body.

Now, my legs are SORE!

I went on a 2 1/2 mile walk yesterday to work some of the soreness out but I am hurting!

Need a massage!

The question facing me this morning is....

Why can't I blow up a balloon?

I show up this morning, open the office and was then hit with having to decorate for a co-workers B-day.

Ok. Fine. So, I am handed a sack of balloons and I just pull at the rubber and think..... "Um. when's the last time I blew up a balloon?"

So, I go to work, stretching them out and then I go to blow and my head starts swimming and the balloon is pathetically limp and flacid and the girls helping me with this stuff were like... "Come on man, you can do it!"

I'm really put on the spot!

So, I'm just giving these girls everything I got, and I feel faint as it finally starts to swell up.......the balloon, that is. Pervos!

They are standing around, blinking and looking at me and my tomato head, all red from the flush of blood.

I'm in pretty good shape, I think...

Are balloons really THAT hard to blow up?

Oh, and I wont even go into trying to tie the damn thing.

I'll just say it made that horrible screeching and farting noise that balloons on the loose, make!

That's It!

I can't take it anymore!

I'm going hiking this weekend!

To hell with me not hiking all damn year and having knees all tore up to holy hades from my last hiking trips!

I'm going into the wilds....

Just me and the trails...up and down and up and down and up and down the mountains here.

I'm headed in for a REAL wilderness experience like I always had last year before all these surgeries and injuries..

....and I may never come out again!