The
whole man-flu thing didn’t go over so well around here yesterday. Oh, not that I woke up feeling just swell or
anything. I was still wracked with
horrible flu-like symptoms. Chris was
just in a state of denial. She refused
to say out loud that it could even possibly be the flu. “You just have a bad cold,” was the best she
could muster. Cailyn didn’t even help
much. She just ran away whenever I
sneezed or was hit with a spell of agonizing coughing.
The
two of them went over to see Mrs. Betty from home group and take her some
homemade bread. They also made a stop at
WalMart. I was jealous, but then I wasn’t
moving around much anyway. Man-flu,
remember? I managed to drag myself to
the couch so I could watch a little of the Texas A&M football game. The Aggies lost by three, but between the two
teams I think they scored 107 points. Pretty
exciting stuff. I watched some of
another game, too. Kentucky and
Northwestern. That one really came down
to the wire as well. Kentucky had a
chance to win if they made a two point conversion. They didn’t.
End of game. I guess my sports
reporting is not all that exciting, is it?
It’s hard to get fired up when you really don’t care one way or another
about the outcome. College football is a
lot easier to watch than the pros, though.
The passion is directed toward school spirit rather than making money or
showing off “how wonderful I think I am.”
If they would just put the cool commercials on the NCAA championship
game, I probably wouldn’t even turn on the Super Bowl. Can’t miss those commercials, though.
Well,
that seems like a terrible place to end.
No climactic cliffhanger. No
resounding, mic-drop moment. Just a
cough and sneeze and a “woe is me.”
Psalms
19:9-10 says, “The fear of the Lord is
pure, enduring forever. The ordinances
of the Lord are sure and altogether righteous. They are more precious than gold, than much
pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb.”
Father,
thank you for my nurse wife. She really
does make sure I am taken care of. Pardon
my whining. Amen.
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