Things that in and of themselves could be whole posts for me:
At what point do I start looking "old enough" to be a pastor?
We are out of redi-whip. Completely. Out. Of. Redi-whip. Fortunately there was enough for my ice cream tonight.
I never expected that I would ever change a diaper on my office floor and subsequently end up with baby poop all over.
You know those nights when you hoped that whatever you hadn't learned all semester would magically enter your brain for the test tomorrow? I'm hoping that my sermon enters my mind tonight while I'm asleep... because it has successfully avoided it while awake.