…Mom and Dad decide to record a song.
I’m one husband, three kids and four records into this life. It feels like the right time to do a song here and a song there and give them to you.
This song is called Heavy. I wrote it for Chris. We tracked it at home. It’s quiet so turn it up!
Here it is. Download it now for free!
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Just have to say a quick hello to my local friends who are probably visiting because of the lovely article in Emerald Coast Magazine. So hi!
I had a great time hanging out with the beautiful Ann McQueen. And my friend Hannah Bryant Brown managed to make me feel comfortable in front of her camera even though I was pretty darn pregnant! If I thought I was pregnant then, I didn’t have a clue what I would feel like in August!
Also, a big shout out to my favorite record store/book store in the world- Central Square Records and Sundog Books in Seaside. My friends Tom and Jenny King run the two little shops in the one darling building and the article in the EC Magazine is awesome!
So, new friends, welcome. Chris and I hope to record some new songs this winter, and after that we’ll probably get out to meet all of you…maybe at Central Square? First, though, we’ll have to have this baby. 
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Please, will you pray with me for Kate McRae? Pray that our great God heals her little body of cancer. Pray that her sweet mother and father will continue to have strength and courage and hope. Pray for her brother and sister as they watch her go through another round of radiation, and pray that they will be comforted. Pray for all those who minister to the entire family.
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You know the economy is rebounding when…more people are getting divorced? How strange.
I’m a sucker for lists. And I like this one a lot. Secrets my pilot won’t tell me? Do tell! One of my favorites: “There’s no such thing as a water landing. It’s called crashing into the ocean.”
Since watching Lost I haven’t even thought about getting on a plane. Thank goodness I haven’t needed to. I know, I know- it’s safer than driving. But it doesn’t feel safer than driving. So I can’t be convinced. Ask my husband. I recall his astonishment at my anxiety on the very first flight we took together. With every takeoff, every bump in the air, and every landing, I am a perfect mess. I clutch anything that’s…clutchable. I wear sunglasses so I can (attempt to) hide the fact that I’m crying like a ninny. It’s hard to enjoy pretzels and a Coke when you feel like your prayers are the only thing keeping the beast afloat. It’s ridiculous. So now you know why I don’t visit you if you live more than a car ride away. And why we only go to Disney – a mere seven hours by land – for vacation.
I guess today’s post was more like a round of True Confessions. Well, that’s all I’m giving away for today. 
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