Happy 40th birthday Randel...well almost!! As you read this you may wonder what is going on and why your homepage has been changed. Well, your homepage will be changed for the next 40 days, you see, because you have just begun a 40 day journey that will ultimately lead you to the greatest day the world has ever known...the birthday of Randel Leigh Miltiades.
As you know, in our culture, a 40th birthday is a day of sadness and mortality because it marks the supposed half-way point for our lives on earth. And you and I both know you are NOT excited about your 40th as it has this feel of being a cup half empty type of day. But as your husband who everyday celebrates your influence on the life of our girls and my own life, I am not content to let you fall into our cultures web of 4oth despair. Today is the beginning of the 40 day celebration!
Every morning for the next 40 days there will be a new blog post that will give directions on how to take part in your celebration. Now, as your mind starts wondering about the practicalities of how this will work and how in the world we can pay for all this on the measly pastors salary I am making we must set a few ground rules:
1) You cannot ask me how much anything costs or bring up money in any form or fashion during the 40 days...SERIOUSLY!
2) Don't worry I will not go overboard on anything.
3) I will be paying our American Express bill for the next two months and you will not go find out how much I payed for anything.
4) You must do everything I tell you to do in the blog...no questions asked.
5) You must enjoy receiving during this 40 days and not worry about money
6) Do you see that I am serious about the money thing!!
7) I have the power to add more rules during the 40 day period!!
So with those few ground rules now stated, let the celebration begin.
For your first celebratory moment go outside, (after you put clothes on please. Who wants the neighborhood lusting after my hot, 40 year old wife,) go to the mailbox and open it up. Inside awaits the beginning of your celebration.
Love,
Your Lover