Lil G...My One and Only

Just in case you were wondering, there is another blog out there, one I fear I will keep up with more than mine own. Lil' G is my stuffed mini-giraffe who I received at the Denton TX 2008 EFY session from my beloved Juda. Ever since then, he's been calm and reserved. However, this summer he's been getting himself into more and more crazy adventures. At first he was stolen from me and forced to travel with some he would consider strangers, but after seeing his blog I know he was having a ton of fun.

Now that we are reunited, I will continue to follow him around and see what he gets himself into. Oh the places we'll go!

That's What I Thought...Let Me Speak with an Adult.

That's what a miffed, and somewhat over-protective, mother told me a few weeks ago in Denton. After a lengthy phone conversation about what does and does not constitute vandalism, she proceeded to inquire about my age. More specifically, she asked:

"Are you a boy or a man?"

Confused as to what bearing this had on our conversation, I replied "I'm one of the coordinators at this session."

"You didn't answer my question. How old are you?"

"Ma'am, I am twenty eight years old."

"That's what I thought...let me speak with an adult."

Ahh...the joys of being a coordinator. Someone remind me...why do I submit myself to this? Despite what this sweet sister implied, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I have a good paying job at a Fortune 100 company, and an overall contributing member of adult society. Right...? Anyway, a more complete blog about my final summer of EFY will shortly follow after everything is said and done, but just had to get this off my not-yet-matured chest.