happy father's day

on my drive to work today i realized that i never look at the lake. i never take time on my drive to admire how beautiful my new home is.

i took laundry (towels, pillow cases, and gowns) home with me over the weekend to wash because we didn't have enough time last friday. i washed, dried, folded, and loaded it all up in the hamper and set it by the door so i wouldn't forget it. well this morning i was nervous because our boss was working at our office (and i feel like i always do something goofy when he's there and he thinks i'm not a good employee...) so i made sure to leave early. wellllll. airheaded me forgot the laundry. sitting by the door. so i had to drive back home to get it. way to impress the boss.

and finally, i doubt anyone reads my blog that doesn't know him, but if you DON'T, this is my dad, steve. (yes, i was named after him :)) at church on sunday the pastor spoke about the role of fathers. he was adamant that his role as pastor was not to be the sole source of spiritual things for a family... but that the father should be the priest of the home and teach and instruct his children. the pastor isn't the church... the CHURCH is to be the church. i feel so fortunate to have the father i have. not only was/is he loving, instructional, and affectionate, but he taught/teaches us about spiritual things. i know very few people who can go to their fathers for answers like i can. i'm blessed to have a dad that knows the scriptures and context of scriptures like he does... that is so well read, and yet also so... real. he lives it. and i respect that so much!
i love you daddy!