Dates & Motivation

Fun first date idea for guys: While eating ice cream with your date, accidentally rip your jeans from belt loop to knee cap exposing your 'I Love You' heart boxers underneath. Topped off with a healthy eyeful of doughy, white, hairy, inner thigh and you've got yourself one turned on woman.

Ok, so probably not the best inaugural date, but it makes for a freaking hilarious moment when you're husband and wife.

Funny how things like that don't matter after you're married. Like, for instance, 'blowing up' the bathroom. During our dating years, I bridled my bowels like a jockey. Not once did a whiff of my number two emanate into the Lovely's nostrils. I also restrained my gas and belching.

However, things seem to 'loosen up' after the "I do's." Now my bowels are about as bridled as a toddler's. And my flatulence? Can you say, "Martin Luther"?

Liz likes it though.

About as much as my thighs.




Here's a recent thought on what my motivation should be:

I want no riches, no pleasure, no fame or power
For my heart will be satisfied in You
Nothing compares to the goodness You offer
My heart will be satisfied in You

For You are righteous and holy and just and true
And worthy of all my days to worship You
You are righteous and holy and just and true
And worthy of all my days to worship You