7.7.7

I was born on July 7th, 1979 as Bjorn Borg was winning his 4th consecutive Wimbledon. Since then, I've lived 28 years. I suppose many would say today is a lucky day, and in some respects I do feel lucky. I am yoked to an amazing woman with tremendous character and beauty. We are well fed, have a warm (or cool at this time of the year in GA) dry place to lay our heads at night, and we have jobs that allow us to learn everyday. But, I don't consider any of it luck. I serve an awesome God, whom has decided to bless me richly. Why? I do not know, because as I daily peer into my heart, most of what I see is selfishness and pride. But, I am still loved, and that is the most amazing part. Better than any lucky day or birthday I've every experienced.

The bottles of wine are from a recent trip to the Farmer's Market in Decatur. Wine prices are quite low and if you buy a case, they give you an extra 10% off. Thanks Mom and Dad for giving us some extra cash for our wedding anniversary. As you can see, we spent it well!