Mothers Day 2010

Oh my, what a difference 15 years make. They don't fit on my lap anymore! And I feel so short next to them. Actually, the above photo was taken on Mothers Day 1996 when the boys were 1 1/2 years old, so it was 14 years ago.

We spent a pleasant Mothers Day; brunch at church, then hiked the Blue Trail at Sam Houston Jones State Park. A beautiful relaxing day.

Wishing all you moms out there a wonderful Mothers Day!

May Fifth

May 5 -- so many reasons to celebrate this day. Several friends have birthdays today. And of course, Cinco de Mayo, a day we recognize and appreciate Mexico's culture and heritage. But the reason I'm most celebrating is because today marks one year since we brought Eric home from the hospital. I'm celebrating his amazing recovery. I praise God every day for healing. I thank God every day for life. Each day is a gift.

Tour LaFitte

I rode in the Tour LaFitte this morning. I love organized bike rides. They're so colorful -- bright clothes and helmets, shiny bikes, enthusiastic riders. When you get a mass of bikes and bikers together, the display can be positively artistic.

Tour LaFitte is an annual ride held during Contraband Days, a Lake Charles festival celebrating pirate folklore. Supposedly, legendary pirate Jean LaFitte hid buried treasure in and around the murky bayous of southwest Louisiana.

Clouds threatened rain and we battled a fierce SSE wind on the first half of the route. But the rain held off and we had a terrific ride.

I know no one in the above photos, just random fellow bikers in the crowd. I rode with my buddy, Luke. Pleasant conversation melted the 27 miles away like ice in my Gatorade. When we finished, he and I both said we'll be up for the 40 mile ride next year.

Bike Ride on a Beautiful Morning

I registered to ride in the Tour LaFitte next weekend. My distance choices were 10, 27, 40, 50, or 62. While I have ridden my bike as many as 75 miles in a day, that was several years ago. I haven't ridden more than 15-20 in quite awhile. So I chose the 27 mile ride. I told Bob I needed to make sure I could still do that distance, before I attempted the ride in public. This morning offered the perfect opportunity. The boys were in Dallas all weekend on a band trip. And the early sunshine beckoned us. A stiff breeze from the west challenged the first half of our ride, but we didn't mind, knowing the wind would be at our backs on our return. Honeysuckle seemed to bloom overnight and scented the air with spring sweetness. Bluebirds, cardinals, and jays crossed our path, singing and playing in the brush along the roadside. Vultures pecked at unidentifiable roadkill. Somewhere between our house and Sulphur, we stopped at a boat launch with a charming gazebo. A green gecko pranced across the rail, back and forth, flirting, and showing off his lovely orange throat. A fascinating large white spider-like flower grew along the water's edge. Does anyone know what this flower is? I wished I'd had my camera. Pollen puffed through the air in golden clouds, making our noses run. And no bike ride is complete without a few dogs chasing us down the road. Though the couple canines today were hardly menacing. With all that beauty, the miles passed quickly. I'm ready for next weekend. All I need is someone to ride with.

Census Trivia

Sorry, but this is pretty much all I'm thinking about lately.

• The first U.S. Census was conducted in 1790.
• Approximately 47 million housing units do not return a questionnaire to the Census Bureau.
• The government hires approximately 650,000 around the country to perform the task of collecting unreturned questionnaires. This is the largest peacetime workforce assembled at one time.
• 360 million questionnaires have been printed. Stacked one on top of another, a pile of these forms would stand about 29 miles high — more than five times higher than Mount Everest. Stretched end to end, these questionnaires would circle the globe three times. That's a lot of paper. And that's only a fraction of the forms. You should see my dining room, transformed into my "office." Piles of forms everywhere.
• The above questionnaires weigh 11.6 million pounds and used 295,259 pounds of ink.
• Taxpayers would save 1.5 billion dollars if everyone completed and mailed back their census questionnaire. Receiving census forms by mail is much less expensive and saves taxpayers approximately $85 million for every percentage point increase in the national mail participation rate.
• It costs the government 42 cents to process a mailed-in questionnaire and an average of $57.00 if a census worker must go to the home.
• The national percentage of households who have returned their questionnaires as of today is 69%.

The Tent Event

First Presbyterian Church of Lake Charles is hosting a Tent Event this weekend. We got off to a good start this evening, and we're looking forward to a great day tomorrow. From 10 am - 8:00 pm, there'll be music, worship, fun and fellowship. We'll have hot dogs, popcorn, cotton candy, and drinks. For the kids, there'll be crafts, games, and giant inflatable jumpy things. Throughout the day, members of the congregation will share their talents by offering a myriad of interesting workshops; guitar and accordian lessons, legal advice, real estate advice, photography tips, a quilting demonstration, job and business advice, gardening, conversational spanish, answers to medical questions and blood pressure checks, financial and investing advice . . .

This event is entirely free to the public. So come visit us on Country Club Rd., one block west of Nelson. Check out our website for more information and a schedule of the day's events.

It's a Government Job

I began training this morning for my new job -- crew leader for the US Census Bureau. I'm not real good at sitting for that many hours, and for someone who doesn't like paperwork and filling out forms, I have to ask -- What did I get myself into? My day was occupied with page after page of paperwork, printing, signing and dating my name dozens of times. Repetition, redundancy, tedium -- a mini-microcosm of what we already know about federal operations. But it's only a temporary gig -- eight weeks. I can do anything for two months, right? I was sworn in, taking the oath of office, just like a soldier, or the president, and I am now ready to defend my country from all enemies, both foreign and domestic. At the end of the day, I was fingerprinted. Twice. Making it official. Tomorrow, and each day this week, my black ink-stained digits and I will return to continue prepping.

If you haven't yet filled out and mailed your census form, do it soon. It will make my job easier.