Michigan
After three days of blogging, it's time for me to clean up my act, and I'd like to start with Michigan. To the best of my knowledge I am not now, nor have I ever been in the great State of Michigan. I know I said that I had been in all the States. By that I meant the contiguous ones, so don't give me flack about Alaska. But in the interests of full disclosure I must admit I overstated my resume: I haven't been to Michigan.
I've missed the home of the pro-baseball Detroit Tigers, the pro-basketball Detroit Pistons, and the semi-pro-football Detroit Lions. (hey, I can crack about the Lions because like I said, I cheer for the '49ers, who this year probably couldn't beat a decent college team, and you'd probably get bets on a game with a great high school team). I've missed the Upper Peninsula and the Lower part, too; I've missed bunches of forest; I've missed - what I'm told - is the highest ski hill in the midwest at about 150 feet. I've missed Michigan. Oh, how I've missed it.
But, in my defense, I've got friends from Michigan. I've seen the University of Michigan football team on TV. I've also stuck my toe in Lake Michigan (which is technically too cold to be called a "lake" and really should be known as a semi-thawed glacier). So, I was close. But no Michigan. As far as I know. So, my apologies to anyone who gave me full faith and credit because I'd been to all the contiguous states (plus Hawaii, which really should count for two).
But speaking of too cold, I have another confession to make. It WASN'T too cold to go skiing this past weekend. The weatherman was wrong! And because of his error, my wife and I were forced to stay in bed till about 10:30, watching movies and saying, "Babe, why don't you get up first and turn on the heater?" "No, YOU get up first and turn on the heater." "No, YOU...." Until we finally had an 11:30 breakfast at the Kneadery in Ketchum, followed by two of the best lemon cookies I've ever tasted.
Which really brings me to my point. Michigan or not, skiing or not, spending time with your spouse is a pretty good thing. Leave your laptop, your remote control, your kids, and even your skis every once in a while, and devote a day or two to strengthening the first human relationship God created. That's right, marriage was instituted before jobs, governments, or the Detroit Lions, and that tells you how special the Lord thinks it is. If you will follow His plans and build a good one, your life will be better. Guaranteed. And I'll never have to apologize for saying so.
I've missed the home of the pro-baseball Detroit Tigers, the pro-basketball Detroit Pistons, and the semi-pro-football Detroit Lions. (hey, I can crack about the Lions because like I said, I cheer for the '49ers, who this year probably couldn't beat a decent college team, and you'd probably get bets on a game with a great high school team). I've missed the Upper Peninsula and the Lower part, too; I've missed bunches of forest; I've missed - what I'm told - is the highest ski hill in the midwest at about 150 feet. I've missed Michigan. Oh, how I've missed it.
But, in my defense, I've got friends from Michigan. I've seen the University of Michigan football team on TV. I've also stuck my toe in Lake Michigan (which is technically too cold to be called a "lake" and really should be known as a semi-thawed glacier). So, I was close. But no Michigan. As far as I know. So, my apologies to anyone who gave me full faith and credit because I'd been to all the contiguous states (plus Hawaii, which really should count for two).
But speaking of too cold, I have another confession to make. It WASN'T too cold to go skiing this past weekend. The weatherman was wrong! And because of his error, my wife and I were forced to stay in bed till about 10:30, watching movies and saying, "Babe, why don't you get up first and turn on the heater?" "No, YOU get up first and turn on the heater." "No, YOU...." Until we finally had an 11:30 breakfast at the Kneadery in Ketchum, followed by two of the best lemon cookies I've ever tasted.
Which really brings me to my point. Michigan or not, skiing or not, spending time with your spouse is a pretty good thing. Leave your laptop, your remote control, your kids, and even your skis every once in a while, and devote a day or two to strengthening the first human relationship God created. That's right, marriage was instituted before jobs, governments, or the Detroit Lions, and that tells you how special the Lord thinks it is. If you will follow His plans and build a good one, your life will be better. Guaranteed. And I'll never have to apologize for saying so.
posted by David Hardesty | 8:26 AM
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