The hardest part of a post...

is the title. Usually, at least, for me.

Also, sometimes all you need is to puke and have a good poop, and everything feels better.

So, my mind has been all over the place this week. Mainly it's been in a snot covered haze, due to being a little under the weather, but at 1 am, I just have a cough that's clinging on to life.

I'll admit, I may be an overly proud dad, especially at work. The good thing is that there's a couple other people with kids/grandkids in the same range, so it doesn't come off as overly weird. And it's nice to have Em's great pictures to share.

I've been feeling the urge to delve more deeply into scriptures lately. Actually change that to say merely "delve into scriptures." I'm not a great scripture reader, I'll be honest, I have a hard time staying awake. I've been feeling the urge to find the old addresses of people in France. I've never been a good letter writter, and keeping in touch is not exaclty my forte, but the need to read has been tied to the need to re-discover the people I met while on my mission.

Do you ever wonder if there are any superheros helping cops fight crime? I was thinking about this the other night, and my mind wandered over to thinking about there being no actual superheros. No one has super powers. Face it. Just like there are no wizards or vampires. Pirates and gypses for the most part were/are terrible people. Are we superheros for being normal? Maintaining mediocrity, or at least, leading a socially acceptible life requires quite a bit of self restraint, honor and a strong morality. Also, there are very few people in important/ popular postions that are actually good models for what we should be, that living a decent life, in my odd mind, is something that should be celebrated.

Anyways, there's a little rant for you.