Looks like I am going to be chairman of the deacon board at church. The post is also church president. Duties involve chairing the board meetings and church business meetings. The chairman usually is up with Pastor at the table when communion is served, at both servics. I will probably meet with Pastor on a regular basis. Not exactly sure what else it will involve at this point. I will want to meet with the previous chairman, and pick his brain.

It wasn't something I was seeking. With this masters program starting in a few weeks, I'm not sure what my time is going to look like. I'll probably step back from a couple things.

Some storms came through last night, lots of thunder and lightning, and when I got home it was starting to rain at the house. When I came him John was crying. Apparently he was pretty scared by all the noise. I had him go get his blanket and we sat on the couch and read some books. Hanna joined us, and got us some cheese too. She seemed fine.

I stayed up last night to watch the finals in the super heavyweight weightlifting. The gold medal winner was in Iranian. He also won in Sydney. Apparently he is a superstar in Iran. He seemed like a character. When he got some big lifts up over his head, he had this funny charismatic grin, and he'd kinda nod at the crowd.

I had taped the Korea-Hungary mens handball game. I kinda like that sport. It's very popular in Europe and elsewhere, but hardly known here. I guy I work with here is from Hungary.

Sometimes when I ask Hanna to do something, or warn her that something is dangerous or whatever, she'll say in a sweet voice "Ok, Daddy"... awwww, sniff. Ok, you can have that pony!

Lately, John will sometimes call us "Dad" or "Mom". He's getting older, what happened to that little 15-pound shrimpy baby boy?!?!