What a weekend....

Thursday night I had some problems with my praise team. (I left all stressed out and frustrated.) Friday was my day off, so I hung out with the kids and tried to get frustrated about the state of our worship ministry. Friday night I swung by the church to hear Jonathan and the .5IVE band practicing. Jonah and I hung out and then went home. Missed meeting Blake Stewart AGAIN!

Romack came by the house around 11 and we talked for awhile. After he and Angela left, I changed clothes and got ready to exercise. When I sat down to tie my shoes I knew immediately that something was wrong. Within an hour I was sweating, throwing up and whining like a little girl. Maybe Justin put something in my Diet Coke.

Spent Saturday much the same. Took some medicine that made me stumble around like a lifetime alcoholic and slept about 12 hours total. Woke up Sunday morning groggy, but better and went to church. We had Mother's Day stuff after church so I bucked up and went, even though I didn't feel like it.

I am such a man.

This week's gonna' be nuts...speaking at .5IVE, speaking at HCS graduation, trying to fix some team problems at the church.