I guess I'm still mortal....

The reign of the "java power" has quite abruptly come to an end... The once super hero powers that I felt not so long ago are a faded memory and, in my mind, seem like it was a completely different person... I am left with feelings of normalcy and can yet again feel my eye lids, not getting heavy, just actually feel them.... so mortal... ok maybe they're a bit heavy... much like the 18 pound bowling ball you see at the bowling lanes and think "pssh, i can handle that", one separated shoulder, one broken foot and a bruised ego later you realize you're not a man's man... Courtney is still sleeping through my ramblings thankfully.... I swear I look at her and she's a greek goddess swallowed up in clouds of white blankets resting so peacefully like God has her trapped in hia hands like a child would trap a lightning bug and holds so tight yet so lovingly.... I'm not sure at what point in my life I made the correct turn that God granted me this beautiful treasure but I wish I knew..... that way I could thank God with all that I have for giving me that fork in the road.... That fork would be everything to me.... maybe that's why God wouldn't tell me... I'd probably worship the fork.... Shoot, who wouldn't if that fork gave everyone what i have people would be lining up the block and creating the second coming of the million man march... Thanks God for the fork.... who knew i'd be talking eating utensils at 4 in the morning on the day my first child is born... I'll talk later about my first born.... I'm almost weeping and he's not even born yet.... Time to get rested up for more weeping...