conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

the year of turning 40

t has been a very challenging and full week here at Chateau Ouilmette. Nothing bad has happened, but it has been challenging. It has been review week at the church. Yes, my performance eval came through and like every performance eval there is good and not so good. Parker Palmer writes of "growing edges." It's a good term to hold on to. I discovered many growing edges this week. I also turned 40 this week.

On Wednesday I turned 40. As my wife has a show to rehearse and I have a church to run, we postponed the formal celebrations to last night. Last night we went to the roller derby. Yes, the Windy City Rollers are tremendous. I am a fan. Huge fan. Love it. My Hell's Belles did not fare well. The Double Crossers schooled my team or rolling rookies in the fine points of derbishness. Now, the second bout between The Fury and the Manic Attackers was fierce. I know a few of the skaters on The Fury (Leslie is a great pastry chef.). It was fast and furious. The ladies were tough and we had a great time. Sadly, The Fury lost but we will (and they will) be back! I think I need to get a tee shirt.

Trish organized an event and about 20 friends showed up. I got to participate in one of the little events they have between rounds. It was a race. I'll post a video about it. Unreal. The night was unreal and I came home a tired but happy man.

We're calling this The Year of Turning 40. It's going to be wild.