Religion of peace?

Maybe not...

Maybe if we all just hold hands and sing together...

And don't forget these wise words...

A bit of levity...

Since there seems to have been a bit of interweb drama since I last posted, I thought some comedy might be in order. Some of you might find this amusing.

This show is a fake, but I'm not sure if Gary Busey knows it. Actually, I hope he doesn't because his reaction to this "pastor" is classic:



The best Busey line? "Yeah, let's go to a commercial. I hope it's about toilet fish."

I think this is what I look like to God...

I took these pics of Toddler Houdini. She's standing in front of the Grizzly River Run at Disney's California Adventure. There's a huge grizzly bear in front of the ride, probably 50 feet tall. TH is tiny, so the contrast between her and the bear is striking. (On her right is the bear's canoe paddle.)






As I looked at the pics last night, it struck me: this is what I look like when I'm mad at God, when I don't see the point of what He's doing. Maybe instead of complaining, I need to spend more time with God doing what TH is doing with the bear in the pic: look up and be amazed at how big He is...

Daddy/daughter day at Disneyland...

One of the reasons I've been scarce here at the Frontier the last couple of weeks is that we've been getting our house in shape. You see, we decided to renew our foster care license, just in case we we jump back into the adoption thing again. In order to have a foster care license, your house needs to be in pretty good shape, and certain safety requirements have to be met. So it took time to get that all together.

We had the licensing inspection yesterday, and we passed. The Mighty Mrs. J took the 2 oldest kids with her to work so they'd be out of the way during the inspection. After the inspector left, Toddler Houdini and I were all alone. So we hopped in the J-mobile, and went to Disneyland!

TH is a lot of fun on outings like this. She's very sociable, so she loves being around groups of people. We started out at California Adventure. She loves this ride where you spin around high in the air. She usually sits next to me, but she decided this time to sit across from me, by herself:

You can't see her hands in this pic because she got scared when the ride started. So I'm holding on to her hands to ease her fears.

She's actually too short to go on most of the rides. So we ended up just walking around DCA for a while.













She loves to pose for pictures, so here are a few. First is her in the doorway on the Main
street of DCA. Next, TH in front of an airplane.






























When DCA closed , we went over to the original Disneyland. We had to ride the carousel, because TH can't go there without seeing the horses.
































We also had to ride the train and go to the Tiki Room. She has such a great personality. Taking her places is a real pleasure (even if she is 2).

I'm at the end here, and there's no real point to this post. (Unlike most of my posts, which have a laser-like focus.) But 1 thing we can all agree on: she sure is cute!

Dispelling the ugly rumors...

Today some of the sordid details came out about an affair steroid-addled pitcher Roger Clemens had with Mindy McCready, a country music singer. I think this is the right time for me to address some rumors that have been floating around the internet about my long relationship with another country music star.

I just want to say right now that we did know each other a long time. I considered her a close personal friend. But don't believe any news reports or pictures you might see in the next few days. I never had any romantic involvement with this woman.

I request that everyone respects my family's need for privacy during this difficult time...

Little MacGyver goes golfing...

My friend Cap likes to write things about my lack of golfing skills. But he's really not being honest with everybody. I'm actually much worse than he says. But I do enjoy getting out occasionally to chase those little white balls around a course.

Yesterday, I got the privilege of taking my boy out to the course for the first time. We played at the luxurious South Gate Park golf course, a par 3 course about 10 minutes from our house. He was so excited he could hardly sit still in the car.

He was ready to go when we got there. The starter was kind enough to let us play, even though Little M is too young to play, according to course rules. Here he is just before we walk to the first tee...


In case you're wondering, the sign above his left shoulder says, "Supervise Your Children," which I did. He was actually very well-behaved, especially considering how excited he was. (He only chased squirrels into the fairway twice.) We had a great time.


He seemed to enjoy himself quite a bit, although he started getting tired by the end. He got the basics of hitting the ball, and he mostly hit it in the right direction (something I still have trouble with.)


Here he is out on the course...

I have no idea where the ball is in this picture, but he's ready to hit it when he finds it.

I'm glad he had so much fun. Golf is something he can enjoy his whole life, even if he's as bad as I am.

Of course, if he gets really good, maybe he'll turn pro some day. And then the Mighty Mrs. J and I can live off of the allowance he gives us. Can anyone say Tiger MacGyver?


(By the way, the pic at the top of this post? It's the World's Greatest Boy, and his very proud daddy...)