Sunday, February 5, 2012

PIZZA HUT 1, PIZZA HUT 2...

As if God himself wanted to see how I was doing with my "diet", our small group decided to get together Sunday afternoon for a meal and some fellowship.  We met at Appleby's.  It takes a while to find seating for 14, so we had about a 15 minute wait.  This particular small group hasn't all met together for a few months so it was nice to all see one another again and hear new stories as well as remember old ones.


the gangs all here

As far as my so called diet goes, all I will say is I didn't order a lean pocket.

Sunday evening we had to wash Calvin's feet.  Because it has been so unseasonably warm it is muddy out back and his feet smelled bad. (I really need to scoop the yard)  I'm pretty sure Calvin was confused when we put him in the tub, but only got his feet wet. 


The fur on his feet is not usually darker

Monday at work I finished the other office desk.  My boss liked this one better than the first and comadeered it before anyone else could.  The corragated steel front gives it an industrial look.


making himself at home

I also got the blue print cabinet installed.  It blends right in with the office.


everything in it's place

You probably heard a loud crashing noise Monday night.  It was me falling off the diet wagon, HARD!


temptation always looks so dang yummy

Tuesday at work I began work on the desk cabinets for the main office.  It will require only 7 cabinets but I was asked to get them done by Friday.  I love a challange.  
We also laid out the walk way panels that will be in our booth at the show coming up.  It shows a few of the floor styles and patio stamps we can do, as well as some of the colors there are to choose from.


People will be talking about our booth for a while

Tuesday night I tended bar.  A friend of mine came in and we discussed some topics he had been wondering about.  He felt that there were some people he knew who had bad feelings toward him.  I asked why he thought that.  He said he just felt it.  I tried to offer him some help.  
Sometimes we let our feelings lead us around by the nose.  I said that maybe he should talk to whomever he was refering to, not in a confrontational way, but just as a friend.  I told him that we shouldn't pass judgment on people because of their looks or the feelings we get from them, but try to engage them in relationship building conversation.  (He told me later that they talked and he was wrong, and there were no ill feelings)  
There is something we can all gleen from this situation.  We should all humble ourselves and realize that no one is better or worse than ourselves. Don't let your feelings dictate your direction.  If you look down your nose at others, like the homeless, or if you think someone is in a league above you, like a wealthy politician, you will live your life missing the oppertunities to meet some incredible people.  Their stories could affect your life in a very positive manner.  You also miss the chance to share God's love with them, and you may be the only person in their lifetime who could share that hope..



Though Calvin's eyes say differently, they love each other

Wednesday I finished up the drawer bases for the main office.  Chris put two coats of finish on them and made the maple look beautiful.



I would love to build cabinets all the time

Thursday I put the finishing touches on the rest of the cabinets for the main office and sent them in to be sealed.


pretty grain

I was reading my brother Steve's blog and he lovingly said his brothers (David and myself) were "goobers".  I asked where that term comes from but have not heard back yet.  I am making the assumption that it is a term used in Florida, where he currently resides, that refers to guys in baseball caps.  I say that because in both photos of David and me we are wearing them, and quite frankly, we look like goobers.  You make the call...

Ya, I can see the goober here


Now, if you have ever seen the old TV program, Mayberry, you know Goober was a character on the show.  Of course Goober had a brother named Gomer.  Gomer also had his own show, Gomer Pyle.
All this to say that if I am Goober, this makes my brother Steve Gomer, but once again I'll let you make the call...


Nope.  He's a goober too

Friday we installed the desks at the main office.  I made the dead line.  They were thrilled to get them.  I could tell by the way they sat in their chairs and spun around in circles, with huge smiles on their faces.  My only regret is that I don't have more cabinets to make in the forseeable future.


good looking office

The company owner didn't know we were doing this office, and when he suprised us and stuck his head in the office, he wasn't as thrilled as the rest of us.  SpeckUSA also removes snow in the winter and we haven't seen alot this year.  His only remark was that we had better get some snow to pay for these desks.

Friday night his wish was granted...


winter strikes Iowa

By Saturday morning the desks were paid for several times over.  I don't personally remove snow for SpeckUSA but I do have to shovel my own driveway.  I watched the snow fall throughout the day, wondering if it would ever cease.  By 4 in the afternoon I couldn't wait any longer and went out to clear the drive.  We got a lot of snow.  A LOT!


Tuesday it was 60 degrees!

Thank God for friendly Iowans.  My neighbor, John was out doing everyones sidewalks and helping my other neighbor dig his car out of the end of his driveway.  As he made his way back home he stopped and finished up my driveway.  The weather here can be awful, but the people are awesome.


Thanks John!

The Super Bowl is tonight, and although my beloved Vikings are no where near the game, I will still watch.  Not necessarly for the game, but for the commercials,...  and the tail gate food.  

The heck with the "diet"!



Peace

Dan









2 comments:

Debbie P. said...

If you could be so kind , please post the Jan. 16 devotional excerpt, I'm sure it will speak to the masses in one way or another. All my brothers are goobers!

Steve And Bonnie Petersen said...

Me and Bonnie laughed so hard we almost busted a gut! And Debbie....you may be a gooberess!