My faith in the general population of the internet was restored some way yesterday after Becki showed me that one of the most popular videos of all time available to watch on youtube is of a little boy and his baby brother Charlie. There's nothing very special about it, it's just quite cute and amusing to watch even though the only thing that happens is that Charlie bites his brother's finger and looks very pleased with himself for it. For some reason, I really wish I could watch it again at the moment but unfortunately I'm at work.
At first I didn't see the attraction and was completely stumped as to how such an innocent home-video could be more popular than the likes of "behind the scenes" outtakes from Big Brother, Britney Spears in a bikini, zoo animals farting, never before seen previews of "24 vs. Lost vs. Heroes: The Movie", overweight and tone-deaf X-Factor contestant auditions, or even "World's Most Fatal Attempts to Jump Over a Moving Train on a Skateboard XXV" or any number of things which may or may not exist but would undoubtedly appeal to millions of people across the world if they did.
I like the fact that things like "Charlie bit my finger - again !" appeal to people considering the potential of what's available on youtube. I guess it's kind of equivalent to seeing a room full of teenage boys and expecting them all to be playing computer games but then finding that they're actually all reading books.
Tuesday, 28 October 2008
Monday, 20 October 2008
Pathetic Losers
I like to write and I enjoy keeping this blog as it gives me the opportunity to do so. I generally write about all manner of things (some serious, others not so serious) but am most comfortable writing about my life in general and in particular, my beautiful wife Becki and our married life together.
I'm also a Christian and yet I certainly wouldn't consider this blog to be a typically Christian blog as I rarely even mention church let alone Jesus. There are a couple of reasons for this but one of the most significant is that I don't feel qualified to contribute anything worthwhile or original to the world of Christian blogging.
Another drawback is that Christian blogs tend to attract other Christian bloggers. While this in itself isn't a problem, it doesn't seem rare for certain Christian bloggers to attempt to shoot other blogs down in flames and make their own knowledge/ understanding of the bible seem all the more impressive by belittling others. This makes me particularly angry.
Becki used to write a very good "Christian blog" but she's all but given up on it now simply because she keeps being attacked in this way by pathetic losers who want to make themselves look clever. While I'm not saying that their knowledge of the bible isn't something to be admired, the way they conduct themselves via their blogs is selfish and arrogant and certainly not what Christian living is all about (even if it is "living" on the Internet).
If it's got me this worked up, I can't imagine how frustrating it must be for Becki...
I'm also a Christian and yet I certainly wouldn't consider this blog to be a typically Christian blog as I rarely even mention church let alone Jesus. There are a couple of reasons for this but one of the most significant is that I don't feel qualified to contribute anything worthwhile or original to the world of Christian blogging.
Another drawback is that Christian blogs tend to attract other Christian bloggers. While this in itself isn't a problem, it doesn't seem rare for certain Christian bloggers to attempt to shoot other blogs down in flames and make their own knowledge/ understanding of the bible seem all the more impressive by belittling others. This makes me particularly angry.
Becki used to write a very good "Christian blog" but she's all but given up on it now simply because she keeps being attacked in this way by pathetic losers who want to make themselves look clever. While I'm not saying that their knowledge of the bible isn't something to be admired, the way they conduct themselves via their blogs is selfish and arrogant and certainly not what Christian living is all about (even if it is "living" on the Internet).
If it's got me this worked up, I can't imagine how frustrating it must be for Becki...
Thursday, 16 October 2008
Things to Live For
I can't remember what started me off but recently I've been thinking a lot about my long-term plans, goals and ambitions. I've been thinking these up since I was quite young although most of these have since been forgotten or dismissed as being either impossible or at best extremely unlikely.
I think the ones that I can still remember represent different times in my life and phases that I was going through. When I was quite sporty for example, I planned to some day run a sub-3 hour marathon, a sub-1:30 half-marathon and a sub-40 minute 10KM race (I once came within a minute and a half of this). I even pledged that some day I was going to complete an Iron-Man Triathlon as well! I still like to think that some day I might get round to doing some of these things but it's more likely that I'll just keep putting them off until eventually deciding that they're impossible (or at best extremely unlikely).
Even now I like to think that some day I'll own a 400+ litre Marine aquarium which will house a Longhorn Cowfish (amongst other fish). And when Keith mentioned that he used to row over 8km in 30 minutes on a rowing machine I started planning to someday do the same. Whether or not I'll ever do either of these things is fairly insignificant really but I suppose it's nice in a way to have some idea of what the future might be like based on things that are happening in the present.
My most significant ambition that I can still remember is basically just to be happy. This was a bit too vague for me at the time so I had to break it down into a number of smaller tasks. These tasks could be completed in any order but I wouldn't be happy until I had reached the position that all of them had been fulfilled. I had to have a job, I had to have my own car, I had to own a house, I had to be married, and I had to have children. This might not sound particularly exciting or extravagant but I don't think I wanted to be an exciting or extravagant sort of person; I just wanted to be a “normal” man with all the things that other “normal” men had.
When I think about what I want to get out of life now though, in terms of things that really matter, I draw a blank. I don't mean that I don't want to achieve anything else, I simply mean that in terms of things that REALLY matter I've already achieved complete success in my marriage to Becki! Whether or not I've got a car or a house or a big Aquarium or a fast personal best time for the marathon really doesn't matter when I remind myself that I'll always have Becki to come home to at the end of the day and to share all my successes and failures with. So for the rest of my life, my no. 1 priority ambition in life with a massive gold star next to it is going to be to be a good husband and to make Becki feel the same way as I do about her every day right up until our 100th wedding anniversary and beyond. In all likelihood, I probably won't live to see our 100th wedding anniversary but if I die trying I'll die a happy man...
I think the ones that I can still remember represent different times in my life and phases that I was going through. When I was quite sporty for example, I planned to some day run a sub-3 hour marathon, a sub-1:30 half-marathon and a sub-40 minute 10KM race (I once came within a minute and a half of this). I even pledged that some day I was going to complete an Iron-Man Triathlon as well! I still like to think that some day I might get round to doing some of these things but it's more likely that I'll just keep putting them off until eventually deciding that they're impossible (or at best extremely unlikely).
Even now I like to think that some day I'll own a 400+ litre Marine aquarium which will house a Longhorn Cowfish (amongst other fish). And when Keith mentioned that he used to row over 8km in 30 minutes on a rowing machine I started planning to someday do the same. Whether or not I'll ever do either of these things is fairly insignificant really but I suppose it's nice in a way to have some idea of what the future might be like based on things that are happening in the present.
My most significant ambition that I can still remember is basically just to be happy. This was a bit too vague for me at the time so I had to break it down into a number of smaller tasks. These tasks could be completed in any order but I wouldn't be happy until I had reached the position that all of them had been fulfilled. I had to have a job, I had to have my own car, I had to own a house, I had to be married, and I had to have children. This might not sound particularly exciting or extravagant but I don't think I wanted to be an exciting or extravagant sort of person; I just wanted to be a “normal” man with all the things that other “normal” men had.
When I think about what I want to get out of life now though, in terms of things that really matter, I draw a blank. I don't mean that I don't want to achieve anything else, I simply mean that in terms of things that REALLY matter I've already achieved complete success in my marriage to Becki! Whether or not I've got a car or a house or a big Aquarium or a fast personal best time for the marathon really doesn't matter when I remind myself that I'll always have Becki to come home to at the end of the day and to share all my successes and failures with. So for the rest of my life, my no. 1 priority ambition in life with a massive gold star next to it is going to be to be a good husband and to make Becki feel the same way as I do about her every day right up until our 100th wedding anniversary and beyond. In all likelihood, I probably won't live to see our 100th wedding anniversary but if I die trying I'll die a happy man...
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Almost three years
I'm sure I won't need to remind most readers that I was "Gym Member of the Month" at the gym of the Holiday Inn hotel near to Caversham Bridge in Reading back in October 2005. I was chuffed to bits that I was their gym member of the month and the £40 restaurant voucher was the icing on the cake. Seeing a picture of myself up on the special wall of fame was the chocolate sprinkles on top of the icing on the cake.
Since October 2005 I have run a marathon and a few half-marathons but my heart's never really been in it like it was in the good old days (i.e. 2000 – 2001). I have however managed to achieve a similar accolade to my gym member of the month award by being featured on my current gym's "Member's Success Board" which I wasn't even aware of until my instructor there told me that she'd added me to it. I didn't get a £40 restaurant voucher this time and am having to share my glory with two or three other people who are also mentioned on the board at present but I was still very pleased with myself and enjoyed the fact that my progress over recent weeks has been noticed.
Regardless of any gym awards though, the most special thing about October 2005 was of course that this was when I started going out with Becki. We'd known each other for about a year before then but the 18th October marks the anniversary of our first date. Two years and a day later I proposed, and nine months and a week after that is when we got married. It all seems to have gone by quite quickly; it's amazing what can happen in three years.
I don't know exactly what we'll do to celebrate but I imagine it will involve a meal out, possibly back at Old Orleans where we went three years ago (and have been to many times since as well). I don't know what I've done to deserve her, but it must have been good, and there isn't a day that goes by without my reminding myself how lucky I am to have her; being married to Becki is worth so much more than any amount of gym recognition!
Since October 2005 I have run a marathon and a few half-marathons but my heart's never really been in it like it was in the good old days (i.e. 2000 – 2001). I have however managed to achieve a similar accolade to my gym member of the month award by being featured on my current gym's "Member's Success Board" which I wasn't even aware of until my instructor there told me that she'd added me to it. I didn't get a £40 restaurant voucher this time and am having to share my glory with two or three other people who are also mentioned on the board at present but I was still very pleased with myself and enjoyed the fact that my progress over recent weeks has been noticed.
Regardless of any gym awards though, the most special thing about October 2005 was of course that this was when I started going out with Becki. We'd known each other for about a year before then but the 18th October marks the anniversary of our first date. Two years and a day later I proposed, and nine months and a week after that is when we got married. It all seems to have gone by quite quickly; it's amazing what can happen in three years.
I don't know exactly what we'll do to celebrate but I imagine it will involve a meal out, possibly back at Old Orleans where we went three years ago (and have been to many times since as well). I don't know what I've done to deserve her, but it must have been good, and there isn't a day that goes by without my reminding myself how lucky I am to have her; being married to Becki is worth so much more than any amount of gym recognition!
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
Half a weekend
I hate wireless internet. Or more specifically I hate the hardware required in order to achieve a wireless internet connection. Or even more specifically I hate that I spent a whole Saturday trying to get a wireless internet router setup and working but didn't succeed.
The reviews on the website I bought the router from aren't so much reviews as they are comments from teenagers who probably already know more about computers than I'll ever know, boasting and trying to out-do each other with regards to how quickly they managed to get the router out of the box and configured and up and running. I was tempted to post a "review" under the name of "Skull Killer" (I saw this nickname elsewhere and found it highly amusing) saying something along the lines of "The instruction manual (which I didn't read and immediately set fire to because I didn't need it) said it should take about half an hour to set up but I managed to set it up in 8.52 seconds and can now surf the internet from my underground bomb shelter 200 miles away." I didn't though, and that's the real tragedy of the situation.
I know lots of very clever people who know a lot more than I do about IT but so far nobody's been able to solve my wireless problems so I've had to call in the big guns (i.e. Hawthorne) who has suggested a number of very good ideas which I can try when I get home. If I can't get it fixed tonight I'll ask Hawthorne to have a look at it and if he can't fix it I'll send it back and ask for a refund and a replacement Saturday to make up for this past weekend.
There were baptisms at church on Sunday which meant a 7:45am start for me as the baptism pool needs to be filled with water and it takes a while to fill. Once we've put it up and started filling it though, it's usually no later than 8am so we have half an hour head start on our usual start time of 8:30. This means we're usually finished well before 9:30 and we often have almost an hour to kill before the church meeting gets underway. Still, I do love being on the SUPA team even if it does deny me a lie-in on Sundays.
I can't remember the last time I saw so many people at a church meeting if indeed I ever have! In fact, there were so many people that Tino and I had to go and get some of the spare chairs which we always have to hide away at the back of the stage on account of them being a bit ugly and us never having had to use them before! This was easier said than done though and I twice managed to stumble down a small set of steps which had one more step than I was expecting them to have whilst carrying a stack of chairs! Fortunately I managed to avoid injury though and everyone soon had somewhere to sit. Afterwards, Becki went with the students to the BBQ at Scott and Barbie's house while the SUPA team and I stuck around to tidy everything away again, eventually finishing at 1:15pm.
One of the other best parts of the weekend was visiting Maidenhead Aquatics (in Winnersh obviously) and seeing a 240-litre Aquarium which I SHALL own some day. They had a lot of other Aquariums as well but none of them looked especially practical and I couldn't imagine Becki letting me keep anything quite so big. I also enjoyed looking at their fairly vast array of fish and everything relating to fish-keeping. It was amazing and I shall be going there again someday quite soon I'm sure. Becki and I also went out for a meal at the local Wetherspoons and ate gourmet cheeseburgers which certainly hit the spot for me since I'd eaten nothing but three crumpets for breakfast and four crumpets for lunch (the crumpets are going out of date).
That's been it really. I'm ill at the moment because Becki has kindly given me her cold. Ridiculously, she had a cold for a grand total of about two days before getting rid of it and passing it on to me. Why do people bother getting ill in the first place if they simply can't be bothered to stick to it? I will undoubtedly be suffering for at least the next week or two because I'm hopeless at getting rid of colds; probably because my white blood cells don't have the heart to kill any of the invading germs and try to make friends with them instead. Stupid white blood cells. Stupid wireless access points as well.
The reviews on the website I bought the router from aren't so much reviews as they are comments from teenagers who probably already know more about computers than I'll ever know, boasting and trying to out-do each other with regards to how quickly they managed to get the router out of the box and configured and up and running. I was tempted to post a "review" under the name of "Skull Killer" (I saw this nickname elsewhere and found it highly amusing) saying something along the lines of "The instruction manual (which I didn't read and immediately set fire to because I didn't need it) said it should take about half an hour to set up but I managed to set it up in 8.52 seconds and can now surf the internet from my underground bomb shelter 200 miles away." I didn't though, and that's the real tragedy of the situation.
I know lots of very clever people who know a lot more than I do about IT but so far nobody's been able to solve my wireless problems so I've had to call in the big guns (i.e. Hawthorne) who has suggested a number of very good ideas which I can try when I get home. If I can't get it fixed tonight I'll ask Hawthorne to have a look at it and if he can't fix it I'll send it back and ask for a refund and a replacement Saturday to make up for this past weekend.
There were baptisms at church on Sunday which meant a 7:45am start for me as the baptism pool needs to be filled with water and it takes a while to fill. Once we've put it up and started filling it though, it's usually no later than 8am so we have half an hour head start on our usual start time of 8:30. This means we're usually finished well before 9:30 and we often have almost an hour to kill before the church meeting gets underway. Still, I do love being on the SUPA team even if it does deny me a lie-in on Sundays.
I can't remember the last time I saw so many people at a church meeting if indeed I ever have! In fact, there were so many people that Tino and I had to go and get some of the spare chairs which we always have to hide away at the back of the stage on account of them being a bit ugly and us never having had to use them before! This was easier said than done though and I twice managed to stumble down a small set of steps which had one more step than I was expecting them to have whilst carrying a stack of chairs! Fortunately I managed to avoid injury though and everyone soon had somewhere to sit. Afterwards, Becki went with the students to the BBQ at Scott and Barbie's house while the SUPA team and I stuck around to tidy everything away again, eventually finishing at 1:15pm.
One of the other best parts of the weekend was visiting Maidenhead Aquatics (in Winnersh obviously) and seeing a 240-litre Aquarium which I SHALL own some day. They had a lot of other Aquariums as well but none of them looked especially practical and I couldn't imagine Becki letting me keep anything quite so big. I also enjoyed looking at their fairly vast array of fish and everything relating to fish-keeping. It was amazing and I shall be going there again someday quite soon I'm sure. Becki and I also went out for a meal at the local Wetherspoons and ate gourmet cheeseburgers which certainly hit the spot for me since I'd eaten nothing but three crumpets for breakfast and four crumpets for lunch (the crumpets are going out of date).
That's been it really. I'm ill at the moment because Becki has kindly given me her cold. Ridiculously, she had a cold for a grand total of about two days before getting rid of it and passing it on to me. Why do people bother getting ill in the first place if they simply can't be bothered to stick to it? I will undoubtedly be suffering for at least the next week or two because I'm hopeless at getting rid of colds; probably because my white blood cells don't have the heart to kill any of the invading germs and try to make friends with them instead. Stupid white blood cells. Stupid wireless access points as well.
Thursday, 2 October 2008
A General Update
Ahoy ahoy.
I've become aware that since my life got taken over by the fish-tank I haven't been writing very much about married life in general which is what this blog was originally supposed to be about. So I've decided to right this now by writing this. Now...
Everything in the flat seems to be OK most of the time although we've been without a shower since last Friday and the heated towel rail in the bathroom needs to be replaced too. I'm man enough to admit that Becki knows more than I do about manly things like this but fortunately my dad knows more than both of us put together so I'm reluctant to learn. He's ordered the parts we need for both things on our behalf and hopefully everything will be working again soon. Things like this make me wonder how I'm going to cope with similar catastrophies when there's nobody else to do it for me. In an emergency I could swiftly knock out a SQL Server database solution but it's somewhat difficult to imagine any emergency arising at home which could be solved by a database (even a REALLY good one), especially since I don't even have SQL Server installed at home:
"Dan! The kitchen's on fire! Do something!"
"I am doing something! Why do you think I'm in the middle of downloading SQL Server 2008 Express edition? There's only another 100MB or so to go; we'll have this fire out in no time..."
Becki is being kept busy with her PGCE course at the moment and has to take a lot of her work home with her. She's coping with it all very well but since she's often busy in the evenings I've been doing what I can to help out around the flat. All this really involves is doing the washing-up every day and making packed lunches for both of us but on top of the daily water changes I'm doing for the fish tank at the moment I'm not being left with a lot of free time and have had quite a few late nights.
As mentioned above, the fish-tank is keeping me very busy at the moment as the Ammonia and Nitrite levels have been too high for some time and won't be doing the fish a lot of good. Unfortunately there's no magic solution to this problem other than increasing the frequency of the partial water changes I've been doing, increasing the amount of water changed with each partial water change and feeding the fish less frequently. This seems to be helping but the levels are still high; hopefully they will continue to decline and by the end of the week should have reached zero.
My job is going well although it can be a bit boring during the quiet times. For this reason I try to plan ahead and avoid there being any quiet times but inevitably there are times when there simply isn't a lot for me to do. Apart from that I've just been keeping it real and gyming it up two or three times a week for the last four weeks. It hasn't caused any noticeable differences so far but I do at least feel fitter even if I don't look it.
In other news, the wasps seem to be taking it easy on us at the moment as we've had six dead wasps on the window-ledge in our bedroom for some weeks now and no new wasps have joined them. Maybe they just got bored and decided to move on? Maybe I've secretly assassinated every wasp in the world. You decide.
I've become aware that since my life got taken over by the fish-tank I haven't been writing very much about married life in general which is what this blog was originally supposed to be about. So I've decided to right this now by writing this. Now...
Everything in the flat seems to be OK most of the time although we've been without a shower since last Friday and the heated towel rail in the bathroom needs to be replaced too. I'm man enough to admit that Becki knows more than I do about manly things like this but fortunately my dad knows more than both of us put together so I'm reluctant to learn. He's ordered the parts we need for both things on our behalf and hopefully everything will be working again soon. Things like this make me wonder how I'm going to cope with similar catastrophies when there's nobody else to do it for me. In an emergency I could swiftly knock out a SQL Server database solution but it's somewhat difficult to imagine any emergency arising at home which could be solved by a database (even a REALLY good one), especially since I don't even have SQL Server installed at home:
"Dan! The kitchen's on fire! Do something!"
"I am doing something! Why do you think I'm in the middle of downloading SQL Server 2008 Express edition? There's only another 100MB or so to go; we'll have this fire out in no time..."
Becki is being kept busy with her PGCE course at the moment and has to take a lot of her work home with her. She's coping with it all very well but since she's often busy in the evenings I've been doing what I can to help out around the flat. All this really involves is doing the washing-up every day and making packed lunches for both of us but on top of the daily water changes I'm doing for the fish tank at the moment I'm not being left with a lot of free time and have had quite a few late nights.
As mentioned above, the fish-tank is keeping me very busy at the moment as the Ammonia and Nitrite levels have been too high for some time and won't be doing the fish a lot of good. Unfortunately there's no magic solution to this problem other than increasing the frequency of the partial water changes I've been doing, increasing the amount of water changed with each partial water change and feeding the fish less frequently. This seems to be helping but the levels are still high; hopefully they will continue to decline and by the end of the week should have reached zero.
My job is going well although it can be a bit boring during the quiet times. For this reason I try to plan ahead and avoid there being any quiet times but inevitably there are times when there simply isn't a lot for me to do. Apart from that I've just been keeping it real and gyming it up two or three times a week for the last four weeks. It hasn't caused any noticeable differences so far but I do at least feel fitter even if I don't look it.
In other news, the wasps seem to be taking it easy on us at the moment as we've had six dead wasps on the window-ledge in our bedroom for some weeks now and no new wasps have joined them. Maybe they just got bored and decided to move on? Maybe I've secretly assassinated every wasp in the world. You decide.
Wednesday, 1 October 2008
Fish Update and Future Plans
It was an exciting weekend for me as Becki and I bought some more fish for our fish-tank on Saturday. Our Dwarf Gourami have coped well in the tank despite it not being completely cycled so we decided it would be safe and possibly even beneficial to add a couple of little catfish to the tank. After spending some time waiting for someone to come and catch our fish for us, we picked out a pair of "Upside Down Catfish" (so called because they swim upside-down) and he put them in a bag for us. Once home, we carefully floated the bag as we had done before when we bought out DGs and after half an hour or so Becki released the catfish into their new home.
Originally our catfish were going to be called Roy and Moss but we've since noticed that one of them appears to be a female and we haven't really come up with any alternative names. I've been calling them Mr. and Mrs. Corridor since some types of catfish are commonly referred to by fish people as "Corydoras" which I think is Latin for catfish in general. I'm not sure about this, I just go along with it to look clever. Either way, they're not the most sociable fish in the world and spend most of their time hiding in a decoration of some Roman ruins which makes them very difficult to see. They do come out when the lights are out but only if you're very still and watch carefully and patiently for them. Trying to entice them out with food doesn't work either since their special catfish pellets sink to the bottom of the tank and I don't think they realise they're there.
All being well, in a couple of week's time we hope to add half a dozen Neon or Glowlight Tetras to the tank. I prefer the Neon Tetras but I think Becki prefers the Glowlights so we could end up with either. They're both beautiful fish though so I don't really mind which we get although I think another two Upside Down Catfish would be good and might help Mr. and Mrs. Corridor to be a bit less boring. I don't know what we'd call them though, perhaps Mr. and Mrs. Hallway?
In other (i.e. non-fish) news, the weekend wasn't really all that exciting. I spent most of Friday evening trying to catch up with my bible reading plan while I waited for Becki to get back from the church youth group which she helps out at, and then watched a couple of episodes of American Dad. On Saturday we cleaned out the tank, got our fish, did a bit of shopping, saw our parents and ended up going to bed feeling as though we hadn't really done anything all day. Sunday was a bit better though as I was serving on the SUPA team at church for the first time in a while and so did at least feel like I'd accomplished something even if I was completely knackered by 1pm when we finally left the meeting. We went straight into town afterwards and met up with Kathryn, Andy and baby Amy for lunch at Nandos which was very good. Apart from a top secret and highly dangerous reconnaissance mission to the school which Becki is going to be teaching at later this week that was pretty much our Sunday. It wasn't especially exciting but I don't normally mind as I'm happy just to be spending time with Becki regardless of what we're doing.
Originally our catfish were going to be called Roy and Moss but we've since noticed that one of them appears to be a female and we haven't really come up with any alternative names. I've been calling them Mr. and Mrs. Corridor since some types of catfish are commonly referred to by fish people as "Corydoras" which I think is Latin for catfish in general. I'm not sure about this, I just go along with it to look clever. Either way, they're not the most sociable fish in the world and spend most of their time hiding in a decoration of some Roman ruins which makes them very difficult to see. They do come out when the lights are out but only if you're very still and watch carefully and patiently for them. Trying to entice them out with food doesn't work either since their special catfish pellets sink to the bottom of the tank and I don't think they realise they're there.
All being well, in a couple of week's time we hope to add half a dozen Neon or Glowlight Tetras to the tank. I prefer the Neon Tetras but I think Becki prefers the Glowlights so we could end up with either. They're both beautiful fish though so I don't really mind which we get although I think another two Upside Down Catfish would be good and might help Mr. and Mrs. Corridor to be a bit less boring. I don't know what we'd call them though, perhaps Mr. and Mrs. Hallway?
In other (i.e. non-fish) news, the weekend wasn't really all that exciting. I spent most of Friday evening trying to catch up with my bible reading plan while I waited for Becki to get back from the church youth group which she helps out at, and then watched a couple of episodes of American Dad. On Saturday we cleaned out the tank, got our fish, did a bit of shopping, saw our parents and ended up going to bed feeling as though we hadn't really done anything all day. Sunday was a bit better though as I was serving on the SUPA team at church for the first time in a while and so did at least feel like I'd accomplished something even if I was completely knackered by 1pm when we finally left the meeting. We went straight into town afterwards and met up with Kathryn, Andy and baby Amy for lunch at Nandos which was very good. Apart from a top secret and highly dangerous reconnaissance mission to the school which Becki is going to be teaching at later this week that was pretty much our Sunday. It wasn't especially exciting but I don't normally mind as I'm happy just to be spending time with Becki regardless of what we're doing.
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