In the past month, I have recieved 5 pounds of coffee as gifts. I can’t imagine consuming all of this alone, so if you’re ever in my home, please ask me for a cup of coffee.

How long can you freeze coffee anyway?

The plan is to work through some specific challenges each week and reward ourselves only if the ENTIRE challenge is completed. So we’re doing it together, but she gets to come up with the challenge. If she let me come up with the challenge, if would be somewhere along the lines of, “drink coffee every day and leave your room in shambles until it disgusts you.”

The Challenge:

-You’re allowed two desserts this week, choose wisely.

-Exercise twice, for 30 minutes each. If you exercise three times, you earn another shot at dessert.

-Pray every day that the Lord will help you love Him more and more.

-Pray for a different missionary every day. Use specific prayer requests from the missionary calendar.

-Read through the book of Hebrews. Twice.

-Pick someone who’s especially hard to love and pray for them every day. Find a way this week to do some kind of sacrificial good deed for that person.

So the biggest challenge so far has been the no desserts part. Not that I have dessert after dinner every night, but some types of snacks fall into this too and I have a serious sweet tooth. The hood’s homemade granola bar is amazing, but I can no longer have a tiny bit of it every morning. Or after lunch. Or mid-afternoon.

To help curb the sweet tooth, I’ve picked up a liking to chewing gum. It helps a lot even when I don’t have someone holding my taste buds accountable. So, I’ve clearly picked an excellent week to run out of gum. I never run out of gum, but I did this week. How irresponsible of me.

I forgot to tell you all a funny story from yesterday, so you must endure it now, I suppose. Yesterday morning I was laying in bed trying to doze off again when I assumed that I had heard the sound of a coffee grinder. My head immediately popped off the pillow, and I said to myself, “daddy’s making coffee without me!” So I ran downstairs to find out that the beautiful sound of whole coffee beans being freshly ground to make an Ethiopian masterpiece in a cup was not, in fact, coffee beans making their way to my tummy, but dog food being thrown haphazardly into a stainless steel bowl. Tear. I got out of bed for dog food.

I added that picture in of myself for no good reason but to add to the randomness of this post.

My assistant is a ninja. He often goes to the gym to keep up his ninja-physique. He just told me the story of how he was there the other day and another guy was there acting strangely. Upon getting to know this guy in the small gym in our small town, it turns out that he used to be a professional wrestler and now he’s a hollywood stunt double.  My assistant also told him that he was looking for a sparring partner; this guy offered. The ninja fights the professional wrestler. I want to be there.

This is from october, I’m just now getting around to sharing it. My dad and my brother decided to carve their pumpkins with the most testosterone possible. Power tools and fire.