Well, tomorrow will be my last Sunday in awhile when I'm not preaching. As I told some folks at the Heath's house today, I did so well when I led both services alone a month ago that I haven't preached since. Actually, we had already planned that so that Bob could do a sermon series, but it's a lot more entertaining to act like there's a grand conspiracy to keep me from preaching. But it'll be kind of nice to have something every week that can be somewhat of a performance gauge, since it's hard to tell if I did a good job visiting people or preparing, but I can usually notice when a sermon tanks or if it goes well.
We had a return visit from Ahab the Armadillo (read this to find out more about him) on our way home tonight. He was running across the street this time. I actually didn't spot him, but Amanda saw him scooting across the road and into the woods. I guess I'll look for other ways to not watch football after the game today (although seeing Georgia Tech win in Blacksburg was nice). I could do what Amanda was just doing, looking at some of the "25 greatest plays in Alabama history" to cheer ourselves, but I'll probably just go to sleep.
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