It's another "What We Learned" Friday here on the Drive-Home!
This week on the show, Kara had "Beauty and the Beast" fever. The animated classic was one of Kara's favorite childhood movies, so she went to go see the new adaptation last weekend. We had some fun chatting about how Kara got "A Tale as Old as Time" stuck in my head (thanks a lot for that, by the way), and how she had to explain to her friend that she has no problem seeing a good movie multiple times.
I can feel its invisible presence this week. Like the hot air filling up the inside of a balloon. Only instead of lifting me off the ground in freedom – it feels like I might explode any second.
That metaphor took a weird turn and I suddenly feel like I’m talking about pregnancy. Which is something I have zero experience with. However, there is something I do have a lot of experience with: anxiety.
I haven't been journaling a lot lately. I’ve been feeling a little bit paralyzed I guess. And yet there's a lot going on inside me that feels like it needs to be expressed. Or something.
There's been a bit of controversy that started during last weekend's Super Bowl halftime show featuring Lady Gaga. Many people on social media sites began deriding the performer for her "flabby" stomach.
It's another "What We Learned Friday" on the Drive-Home! There were several things Kara and I discovered this week, but none was more important to me than learning that "The Last Jedi" will be the title of Star Wars Episode XIII.
Let's be real for a second. We like to have fun on the Drive Home. Our two favorite topics are probably food and cats. But once in a while we also like to dive into subjects that are "less fun," and wrestle through the tough stuff together.
I noticed him across the room. He was cute, funny, and- working for a non-profit that provides medical care to sick children around the world in the name of Jesus. Be still my heart.
We've learned all kinds of things on the Drive Home this week. Personally, I learned that when spicy food decides to attack your taste buds without warning, ICE-CREAM is the answer. Come to think of it, ice-cream is the answer to a lot of things. But that's a subject for another day.
It was three o’clock in the morning when my wife woke me up.
“It’s time to go to the birthing center.”
“What? Like, right now?” (In my defense, it was a week before my wife’s due date.)
“Yes, now. Things are getting serious.”
She wasn’t wrong. Our second daughter, Arwyn, was born just a couple hours later.
It's "What We Learned Friday" here at the Drive-Home. The part of the show where we talk about all the amazing things we learned this week!
My cat woke me from a nap on Sunday to present me with a gift. A very un-dead mouse. Apparently he thought I needed a hunting lesson. Here's the rest of the story...