When I was 11 years old I weighed 105lbs, had a high voice, no amount of facial hair and stood only 5′3″

When I was 13 years old I weighed 105lbs, had a high voice, no amount of facial hair and stood only 5′3″

When I was 15 years old I weighed 105lbs, had a high voice, no amount of facial hair and stood only 5′3″

When I was 17 years old I weighed 105lbs, had a high voice, no amount of facial hair and stood only 5′3

Something wasn’t right. All through high school I dealt with being a prepubescent runt. When I started driving I could barely see over the steering wheel. When I got a date for the midwinter dance I stood on a small box to look taller than the girl in our pictures that were taken. For years I watched all my friends jump up a foot in height, grow beards and start singing the bass part in songs. I questioned God constantly & I begged him to give me those growth spurts everyone was talking about. But nothing happened. I felt abandoned, confused and generally pissed off at what I had to look for in not just going through another four years of school in college like this but even worse, an entire life stuck in between a child’s body and an adult’s body.

Finally my parents had me go to the doctor. Just in case I wasn’t “a late bloomer” and there was actually something wrong with me.

Amazingly enough we find out that there was something wrong with me. I wasn’t a late bloomer. I was a “no bloomer” due to a hormonal deficiency in my body. Testosterone wasn’t being created enough and therefore puberty in its fullness wasn’t kicking in. I started hormonal treatment and within weeks my voice changed. Within months I gained muscle mass. Within a year I grew 7 inches and at the end of two years I was 5′10″, 180lbs, had a deep bassy voice, a healthy helping of bodily hair and finally the image of looking like a passable adult.

Ok, so maybe I still looking a little younger than my actual age, the point is I spent nearly all of my adolescent life mad at God for trapping me in this useless body that I felt was stuck in a time warp. But me, being the retard I was am, didn’t think that God knew what was going to happen and that it was all within his plan. It was a lesson I learned and am still learning daily.

My sister and brother-in-law are goin through a difficult time right now with their lives. They are angry, confused, hurt, worried and sad all at the same time and they could use a lot of prayer to help get them through this. I don’t have the answers for what their future holds and I have even less answers as to why they are going through what they are right now but I know that my God, the God who has a master plan that nothing can escape from, loves them, wants the best for them and knows exactly what He is doing and that gives me a sense of peace that I am praying they will come to as well. I would appreciate if you would do the same and take a moment to pray for them as well and keep them in your thoughts through the day.

Peddling 6 miles in the morning can be a little tiring but I get encouraged to keep at it when I go over Spruce St. and see this:

Sometimes I look over and its bumper to bumper as far as I can see. No thanks, I’ll stick with the 2-wheeler.

Here is the final product of a big project we took on here at Monster Media. All of the designing was done by yours truly and all of the coding was done by Julian, our web developer here. The job was a huge redesign to the site that had been in place for the last 10 years. Some elements still need to be created and we have some other changes in mind down the road but it is launched and live so check it out and buy a new band t-shirt.
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…who wants to go hang out with him on November 13 in LA?

So as of yesterday afternoon my morning was to be filled with waking up early, running a yard sale for half the day, cleaning up said yard sale and then mowing and edging the lawn.

Well, it rained so all of that got scrapped and Kat & I opted for a more lethargic morning which consisted of a wet bike ride to panera for some breakfast fun and an even wetter ride back.

Then, since we chose to sleep on the sofa bed last night, we dried off, attempted to get a fire started, jumped in bed and started jumping in one of our newest favorite pasttimes together, blogging.

While surfing through the online lives of our blogging community we played a little game with Bella, our vocally tuned canine, and discovered that she is a multitasker, able to harmonize with Kat while still chewing on her damn fish toy which she nibbles on for hours on end through the day.

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Now we are working on Kat’s new blog layout that will be on my wordpress server and I assume after that we will get ready for a party with friends later tonight.

As to the relevancy to the title of this blog, I believe God saw what we had planned, deemed it unfit for today and brought the rain to slow us down. Which, in my opinion, was downright bitchin’.

When I told everyone that I got this job a couple months ago they were a little skeptical as to whether or not I would like it. I’ve never been the “full-time job” regular joe shmoe kind of guy. I’ve always either worked out of my house or done freelance.

Oddly enough, I really like it here. Currently I am the only one in the design department so I have this whole big office to myself.

I work on the mother of all computer screens with a screaming fast mac tower

And I listen to podcasts and music on my ipod while I fiddle with Illustrator and Photoshop all day.

On top of all of that, my company is basically a whole bunch of easy going guys who joke, play pranks and mess around all day in between their work. Plus, my boss is wicked cool and doesn’t make my job something I hate to do or come to.

I don’t know if I will be here for forever but for now I am definitely grateful and content to be where I am right now.

I went on a bike ride tonight around my neighborhood and it reminded me of this time I met this girl 2 years ago. When we met we hit it off really well which was odd because I was am a nerd and she was…well..hot. We went to see a movie one night together and from that day on hung out with each other every single day for about a year. I guess you could say we were dating. She was the sweetest girl I ever met. She was silly as all hell and for some reason she really liked to hang out with me. She even came to visit me up in the mountains when I was a counselor for junior high camp which is a bit of a drive just to walk around with the biggest dork I know…me.

So, not knowing anything other than the fact that I loved this girl more than anyone I had ever met before I did what any rational nerd who finds himself dating a goddess would do…I gave her a wedding ring and prayed to the god of losers that she would say yes.

Unfortunately she said “No” and moved away to Iceland where she now is living with a goat herder named Hansel.

No, she said yes.

And now I now have an amazing gift from God sleeping next to me every night and I have no idea what the hell I did to deserve her.

And frankly I don’t care. All I know is I am the guy who gets to go on little bike rides at night around town with Kathryn Marie Risinger and that is good enough for me.

This got me all wound up to go make some creative ish. Thought I would share it around.

Everybody keeps asking me about my new job I have been at for the last few months and I realized I have yet to actually show you anything I have made at it. Well now you can shutup about it: