Good Morning Wake Up

This morning I had something really cool happen to me. Usually Saturday mornings are our sleep in day. Unless we have a reason to be up early, Christie and I like to sleep in until we feel like getting up. Unfortunately, Christie had to help out with a youth activity at our church this morning, but I didn’t have to. :)

I don’t even remember hearing her get up and leaving. I remember waking up and looking at the clock and I saw that it said 9:36AM. I took joy in knowing that I could sleep for as long as I wanted or until someone or something woke me up.

I apparently fell back to sleep lying on my back. I usually sleep on my side or on my stomach. The next thing I remember was that I was dreaming, and all of a sudden I felt something on my lips. I was startled and as I opened my eyes I saw the beautiful face of my wife Christie! What a great way to be woken up.

She said that she could hear me snoring from living room when she came home and she wanted to wake me up with a kiss. I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed waking up this way. It sure beats the annoying buzzing sound of my alarm clock. I wish I could wake up this way everyday!

Radius and Ulna

As the father of three young boys, it is inevitable that one of our kids will eventually break a bone. Well two weeks ago, Grant assured us that this would indeed happen. We’ve had our share of sprains, ruptures, cuts, fractures and bruises, but this was the first time one of the Burgett boys has broken something.

Grant broke his radius bone and he has a torus fracture bend in his ulna. He hurt his arm while playing soccer in the gym at the JC Bodyshop youth center at our church, and the following day he slipped on the wood floor in our living room and that is when he broke his arm. As you can see by the photos, his cast goes almost up to his shoulder.

His doctor said that he will have the cast on for at least 6 weeks. Grant chose the fluorescent yellow color for his cast. He was eager to have his friends and acquaintances sign his cast. As you can see he knows quite a few people. I’m pretty sure that this won’t be our last experience with broken bones…….

Super Bowl Sunday Project

I decided to do something really silly today, Super Bowl Sunday. I decided to tackle a home improvement project. As my wife Christie will tell you, I’m certainly not Bob Vila. I’m handy in a few things; home improvement is not one of them.

The faucet in our main bathroom had a slow leak on the top. It leaked more if you happened to put too much pressure on it as you turned the knob. We have wanted to replace it for a while, but any of the faucets we seemed to like were too expensive. Can you believe that some bathroom faucets can cost up to $250?

Well last week, Christie found a very nice gold faucet that was on clearance at Lowe’s. With Christmas, the youth convention and my father’s heart attack, we haven’t been home for a weekend since before Christmas.

Since we were having our friends Jeff and Christie Crawford over to watch the Super Bowl, I figured I would get the faucet installed before they arrived. I started the project around 2:00PM, which was about 4 ½ hours before kick-off…..plenty of time right? WRONG!

Every time I start a home improvement project it takes me about 3 to 4 times longer than I expected and the bathroom faucet project was no different. After I removed the old faucet I discovered that the existing connecting hose was too short, so I had to make a trip back to Lowe’s to purchase new connecting hoses and some Teflon tape and plumbers putty. There were several other obstacles that I ran into during the installation that I won’t bore everyone with here.

Jeff, Christie and their children arrived at our house at 6PM and I was on my back with my head under the sink. I finally managed to complete the project just as the 1st quarter of the game was ending.

Although it was a real pain to install the faucet, I did feel a sense of accomplishment. My testosterone level kicked up a few notches as I admired my handiwork. I had proved my worth as the man of the house! Every time I wash my hands I am reminded of that.