CFS Christmas Party!

On Tuesday, we had our company Christmas party. We had a fine time! We played fun Christmas games, had pleasant conversation with people I like, and played the always fun gift exchange where someone can steal your gift. That game is the one time that the employees of CFS can let loose and be naughty. Steve Awtrey dresssed up as Santa and made us all laugh a lot. A little of the laughter was that uncomfortable feeling of having a grown man dressed as Santa and I'm not a kid anymore. So enough of the niceties, here is the real story of rage and anger behind the scenes. Before the party fun, there was chaos boiling inside my home and my mind. My wife is a brownie girl scout leader for our daughter Madeline. We had 11 brownies at our house for cookie baking with billions of sprinkles. It is a very difficult task to sweep up round sprinkles, they just roll for days. So after the furious cleanup, we scramble to get ready for the party. We are about to leave when our son notices POOP ON THE CARPET! Yeah, that's right, POOP! And it wasn't one of our own kids. It was from one of the little siblings of a brownie girl scout. Our son noticed it because someone had stepped on it and smeared it around the living room (or pooping room). So I had to clean up the mess, this made us late to the party. Of course, when you try to get someplace fast, you always get behind slow drivers. We got stuck behind a car doing 40 mph on hwy 40. I guess they got confused. So we get to the party very late, and I am in a full Christmas rage. Merry Christmas!? I don't think so. Luckily, I was able to eat down my anger with good food and a chocolate dessert which is the cure for most of my ills. So there you have it, a tale from the darkside of Pleasantville. Eric

My very first blog.

I am 41. I went to college when we didn't have computers readily available to us. We still had to use the card catalog in the library to do research for a paper. I can actually remember hand writing a paper. There were people that made money typing papers for students. My first paper done on a computer was my senior year of 1988. It was done on a Commador 64 made by Radio Shack (I think). Most kids won't know what a card catalog is. On the other end of the spectrum, I am not familiar with all this blog business. My six year old daughter can already do a power point presentation on an I-mac. I can't do that. Someone, (thanks Jason), had to help me set up this blog. So look at me now, I am blogging. We (and by we I mean Jason) created this blog in hopes of telling our story here at CFS. Not just the stories of the counseling and adoption agency, but our stories, the stories of the people that work here and dedicate themselves to the mission of CFS. I believe.... we believe in what we do here. We as individuals may not be good or important, but the work of CFS is, and we are grateful to be a part of this. I have wanted to work here full time for a while. Now the dream has come true. This is the vision that I have for my life. This is what I want my children to know about their father - that I loved my wife passionately, I loved them faithfully, and I loved their God. I want them to know me as a counselor, someone who cared about and worked to help families and marriages. My life is full at CFS.