Christmas and Flying.

First comes the apology. I have fallen into the very thing that bugs me about people and their blogs--not blogging. Therefore, I apologize to all who have patiently awaited my next entry and also apologize to myself for becoming my own pet peeve.

Now that that's done, let me tell ya about Christmas. Our Christmas started Friday, December 15th with my Parents and brother coming to visit. We went to Applebee's for dinner after picking up Kristine from work and then headed back to our apartment to exchange gifts. We enjoyed the gifts we all received, but I must say the best was the time we got to spend with family. However, Kristine and I did receive the video camera we both requested as well as a stroller/car seat combo. Frawesome. That Saturday, we headed to Prescott and had our extended family Christmas at my grandmother's house. It was great to see everyone again, and the excitement of spending time with one another far exceeded our anticipation to open gifts. In fact, everyone seemed to be more interested in watching a movie than opening presents. Sunday afternoon we had lunch at my Aunt Karen's house and had the Woodring Christmas exchange. Sunday night presented us with a Christmas play at White Oak Grove Missionary Baptist Church, which included my two cousins. All in all, it was a great weekend.

The following Friday, Christmas picked back up with a flight to Louisville, Kentucky. Upon arrival, Kristine's parents and brother were there ready to take us back to Bloomfield. We arrived at their house at about 1:40 a.m. (By the way, Kristine and I flew for the first time and must say we loved it. It's much preferred over driving for 10 hours.) We had the Gregg family Christmas on Saturday evening and, though there seemed to be quite a few family members absent, we had fun seeing everyone that was there. Sunday, we attended Hebron Baptist Church. David Gregg, Kristine's brother, preached the morning service and I preached that evening. We spent lunch with both sets of Kristine's grandparents, sharing stories and talking about jam. That evening after services we had Christmas with Kristine's family. It went well, but yet again the best part was spending time with people we love. I guess I'm growing up. On our way back, Kristine and I got to see the tops of clouds, which are awesome. It was a lot of fun. Thank you to all who spent time with us this Christmas. You made it a great holiday season.

As the holiday season concludes, our baby season continues, as does Kristine's belly expansion. Here's a couple of recent photos of the baby bubble (12/28/2006).

Well, that's it for now. We hope everyone had a great Christmas, and Happy New Year. Stay tuned.

Procrastination.

I am simply blogging to apologize for the gap between posts. It is primarily due to the fact that I am a procrastinator. I know this must come as a shock to many of you, but alas, it is true. Therefore, there may not be another update in my blog until after next week, which is the last week of school. Between now and then I have multiple papers and commentaries to complete as well as finals to study for. I appreciate your patience and I promise there'll be more to come...you'll just have to stay tuned.

Indiana's a trip.

Introduction
This blog will consist of an account of Jonathan and Kristine's visit in Indiana. It will therefore be quite lengthy, so proceed with caution. It is not for the faint of heart. Some of the material may cause tears, laughter, or other possible results. This blog is not responsible for any of them. Also, pictures will be provided for your viewing pleasure. The pictures posted will also be able to be viewed in the near future on the website along with many others. And now, without further ado, the blog.

Thanksgiving (11/23/2006)
Kristine and I arrived at her parents house Wednesday night at about 8:30 pm. Her parents and brother had not yet returned home, so the two of us took the time to kick our feet up and relax after the long drive. Her parents arrived soon after, and following a bit of reacquainting, we started off for bed. But not before Grandparent Greggs got a chance to feel Niah moving. The following morning, Kristine's Dad and brother took me with them to check traps they had set the previous day. We set out on the lake and returned with eight muskrats and a racoon. It was definitely a memorable experience. Upon reaching the fifth trap or so, Mike (Kristine's dad) had a fun time trying to kill a muskrat that had happened to survive the night caught in a leg trap. After shooting it once and beating it profusely, he handed the rat to me as he tried to reset the trap. As I held the thing halfway in the water by the tail, I felt a slight wiggle. The muskrat he had so desperately tried to kill had refused to die. As I looked in awe I told him the mangy thing was still alive. After asking if I would like to give it back I said, "well, won't it just drown with me holding it in the water like this?" In response he stated, "maybe, or it might try to run its way up your arm." Upon hearing that, I handed it back to him without hesitation.
After returning back to the house, The three of us cleaned up and went with Shawn (Kristine's mom) to Thanksgiving Dinner at Kristi's grandparents'. She had left early to help out with things. The meal was delightful, as was the time with family. We were able to see people we hadn't seen in over a year. That alone made the trip quite worth it.

Pacers vs. Cavs (11/24/2006)

Friday morning Mike, Dave, and I went to check traps again while Kristine and her mom went shopping with Shawn's sisters. Sadly, the previous day's catch was not to be repeated. We left with but one muskrat. We then returned to the house and had a bit of fun riding around on Mike's Rhino™, which is basically a mini tank. I then packed up a majority of Kristine's and my belongings and headed off to Anderson to see my parents and meet David Story for the ever-anticipated basketball game. I arrived at about 4:00 pm and spent some quality time with Mom and Dad. We talked about various things, like Thanksgiving and school. Then at about 5:20, David Story rang the doorbell. He came in and we chatted for a few minutes, and then the two of us headed to Conseco Fieldhouse to watch the Indiana Pacers battle it out with the Cleveland Cavaliers.
We got there about an hour and 45 minutes early and went as quickly as possible to find our seats. We were on the middle level, club seats with catering. It's the best seating I've ever had at a professional game. We watched the warmups in awe as LeBron James threw down a couple of pre-game dunks. We then watched in even more awe as he sped down the court on a fast break and flew through the air to slam down a ferocious double pump. Amazing. After a lazy first half by the Pacers, Sarunas Jasikivicius and Jermaine O'Neal seemed to jump start a huge run with some defensive help from Darrel Armstrong. They held the Cavs to just 9 points in the third. They followed it up with a strong fourth quarter finish, causing the Cavs to start fouling in desperation. As a result, James fouled out of the game, but not before dishing out 30 points, 7 boards, and 5 assists. Jermaine finished with 29 points and 6 rebounds as he led the Pacers to a 10 point victory, 97-87. David and I celebrated on the ride home by recapping the game and praising the Pacers for their second half efforts. Afterwards, we stopped by Steak n' Shake for a couple of delicious milkshakes.

Baby Showers of blessing (11/25/2006)
Saturday started off with waking up early and making another trip back to Bloomfield for the baby shower. My mom drove me and my brother the two hours where she then attended the shower while my brother and I kept Josh Allen, Dave Gregg, and my brother-in-law Andy company (my sister, Amanda, was also at the shower). I can't say much concerning the shower since I wasn't there, but I'm told it was a lot of fun. Kristine did tell me about a couple of games they played that seemed rather interesting. There were 17 that showed, which was more than was expected. I must say, it does look like it was fun. Thanks to all who participated and graciously gave. We love you all.

My mom's van was then packed with all the gifts we had been given. Following the shower and some casual conversation, Kristine, Timothy, Mom, and I all headed back to Anderson. The trip was fun with the exception of some disgusting beef jerky. I think it was still alive. Anywho, we arrived in Anderson at about 5:30 and took the rest of the evening spending time with my family.

Family Ties (11/26/2006)
Sunday my family got up (some of us a bit late) to get ready for church. I'm not exactly sure how it happened, but my brother, dad, and I all managed to coordinate our clothes. We were men in black....with ties. Sunday morning went well, and Sunday School turned out to be quite interesting. We talked about the various names of God. The services were also good, and Dad preached a great message on the blessings God gives us, whether as the Father, Son, or Holy Spirit. After services, Mom, Dad, and Kristine returned home to prepare for lunch while Timothy and I went to pick up his girlfriend, Morgan. When the three of us got home we were greeted with, "Don't change, Mom wants pictures." So, here they are.
After lunch, Dad offered me the opportunity to preach Sunday night. I graciously accepted and got to work. It was nice to be in front of some familiar faces, and afterward everyone commented on how well I had done and how much I've improved. We then went home and watched some of the Colts game. They overcame Philadelphia 45-21, much thanks to Joseph Addai. He had four touchdowns on the night and Manning threw 14/20 for 183 yards, breaking 3,000 yards in his career and doing it faster than anyone else in league history.

Tripped up (11/27/2006)

On Monday, Kristine and I woke up early to say our goodbyes to my mom and dad, and after getting a couple more hours sleep, got back up to pack our things for the drive home. The car was already tightly packed with baby gifts, but we somehow managed to get our other belongings in. As we drove down Jeffrey Drive we met Timothy coming back from class. We stopped long enough to say goodbye and headed off. Before taking the long trip to Little Rock, Kristine and I made our customary stop at the Allen household. Erin and Camrynne were there to greet us. We talked for a while and then, upon Josh's return from work, we all went to Penn Station for lunch. Ah, Penn Station. Naturally, I ordered a Philly Cheesesteak and Kristine got the Chicken Terriyaki. We left from there, and headed for Arkansas. The trip was nothing more than exhausting, with the exception of our car not starting after we had stopped for a rest. We gave it a bit of time and it started right up. The trip itself, as I've already stated, was exhausting. We almost instantly began to miss people, but were glad when we arrived back at our dinky little apartment.

Well, that's it for my Indiana trip blog. We do miss those whom we've just recently left. You're always in our hearts. With that, I should think this should do my reader's for a good week or so. As always, stay tuned.

Blogs.

I have noticed (not just recently, but nevertheless) that there are many people, most who are my links, who have little interest in blogging. My brother, Timothy, blogs very occasionally and usually pretty simplistic. My dad just recently blogged a couple of times for the first time since June. David Story's last post was even titled "Blogged Out", talking about his disinterest in blogging anymore. My sister Amanda and her husband Andy usually do pretty well keeping up, but many times are too busy to blog consistently.

This isn't a complaint, really. It's just an observation. A few people I know have stated why they don't have a blog. They wouldn't have time to keep up with it, or they don't feel their lives are interesting enough to keep a blog. Well, my life isn't any more interesting than theirs. I guess I've just gained an interest in journaling/writing. I think it started with an English comp class, which struck an interest in writing. I like to think I'm good at it. I enjoy trying to paint a picture verbally, something that can get someones imagination rolling. I like to try to make my life seem interesting, even when it's not. And I like reading others' blogs. Many times they're thought provoking. Take my dad's last blog. It's refreshing and encouraging to read. It speaks of thanking God for the things we take for granted every day. My sister's usually reads of love and thankfulness for family. None of them are "I'm going to be a Hollywood star", or "I just won the lottery". They're more real than that. So many times, the world misses those things. We need to be reminded what's real. Sometimes it's as simple (and sad) as missing someone, or as wonderful as seeing how God's blessed someone.

With all that said, my next blog will probably not come until Kristine and I return from the homeland. But you better believe when I do blog again it'll be a long one. I'm sure it will consist of all that happens on the trip: Thanksgiving, basketball games, seeing friends and family. For now, though, I'll be taking a short break from blogging. Thanks to all who read. Until next time, stay tuned.

Gesta-what?

Well, I'm glad I won't have to be learning anything about gestational diabetes. At Kristine's rather lengthy appointment yesterday she was informed she did not have gestational diabetes. The little I know about it is now more than I need to know. Hana Niah is doing fine, and Kristine is doing better than ever. We've gotten in the habit of talking to her, mostly at night, and it's been quite an experience. I know it may seem mundaine to most people, but being able to feel (and sometimes see) her react when she hears her mom or dad is exciting to me. It makes me long all the more for her to be here.

Also exciting to me is the fact that in exactly one week Kristine and I will be making the trip up to Indiana. Some of our plans include spending Thanksgiving with family, shopping, a Pacers/Cavs basketball game, a baby shower, some basketball playing time, and people gloating over Kristine when they see her, possibly making her slightly uncomfortable by approaching her and touching her belly. I am definitely looking forward to it. I'm avoiding the fact that we will have to be leaving the following Monday. I'm too excited about going and seeing people to let it bring me down. That will have to wait until our return trip.

As far as news from New Testament, I have talked to the pastor. He informed me that the church has not yet made any definite decision apart from wanting to hear a couple or so more guys for the position. I guess that means I'm still in consideration, but there's the possibility they'll choose someone else. As a result, Kristine and I are kind of moving on. We haven't given up on it, but we realize that it's in God's hands and we're just praying for His will for us. It's as much His choice who ends up at that church as it is theirs. I guess what I'm saying is I want what's best for them and me. If I'm not what's best for them, then I know God will work that out.

Just keep praying for the three of us and stay tuned.

Curiosity killed the cat....

....but patience is killin' the person. I've yet to hear back from New Testament Baptist Church in Lonoke AR, the church I went to as a candidate for youth pastorship. I was told I would receive a call sometime this week, and the week has but a day left in it. The suspense is killin' me! I'm anxious to know what their decision is concerning me.

Also, Kristine goes to her next doctor's appointment Tuesday. I don't think I'll be attending this one, but there are a few things that make me want to go. I want to know how the baby's doing, how the pregnancy is progressing, and what Kristine needs as it progresses. She'll be tested for gestational diabetes this go-around, and I'm curious to know what the results will be (though I am optimistic about it). I'm sure everything will be fine, but I really am getting impatient with having to wait for Niah to get here.

Last in my list of impatientness, I'm ready to see some cornfields, or at least what remains of them. Our trip to Indiana is 11 days away, and I'll be more than ready when it arrives. I could use the break. School is going well, but I'm starting to feel a bit burnt out. I need to continue working on some papers that will be due in the not to distant future. Right now, though, I feel seeing the familiar faces of those in the Northland is just what I need to rejuvenate and get me through the rest of the semester.

I know that patience is a virtue, but sometimes it's a pain to be virtuous. It seems that so much is happening at once and not at all at the same time. I guess God's just trying to teach me something. I'll just have to trust Him and go from there. As always, stay tuned.

Home sick and sick of home.

The other day Kristine and I were invited to go out to eat with a church family. We declined, seeing that we would be the only couple that didn't share a last name, current or former. On the way home from church, I noticed a very quiet, solemn Kristine. When I asked what was wrong, she broke down (it doesn't help that she's pregnant) and simply said she was homesick. We then talked about what it was that we both missed, and what we were looking forward to when we return to Hoosierland for Thanksgiving. I then started thinking about all the things I disliked about being in Little Rock. Our apartment seems to small for three. The "big city" doesn't seem to have much to do. Close friends and family aren't around to share wonderful experiences, say, while Kristine's pregnant. People that we've known for years that are special to us aren't around to see her stomach expanding, or feel when Niah rolls or kicks. I think not being able to share this experience is what makes us the most homesick.

I'm not really complaining about Arkansas, or at least I don't mean to. I just miss the place where I grew up as a teenager. The place where I went to high school and started college, where I got my first job. I also miss what my brother talked about in his latest blog, laughing and joking with him and my sister. Arkansas isn't evil, though. I do enjoy the changing leaves and the natural beauty. I enjoy seeing mountainous hills covered in trees and the curves of the land. Plus you can enjoy it all without three massive cornfields obscuring the view. I guess I just wish we could take those dearest to us wherever we go and enjoy it all with them. We both need the time in Indiana, though, and can't wait to get there. To those who'll be expecting us, see you soon. It'll be refreshing to be in your presence. Until then, stay tuned.

List two.

Here by popular demand, Kristine Michelle Woodring's Christmas wish list. Happy reading! Stay tuned.

An imagination run wild.

I have a vast imagination, always have for as long as I can remember. Just ask my family. My sister would gladly tell you of a time when I would pretend to be a lion or a tiger, imagining myself to be so ferocious that I would have to be caged by the sturdy, impenetrable walls of a laundry basket.

My imagination has since been diluted due to age and a good dose of reality. Nevertheless, I find myself more engrossed in a vivid world of imagination than most at my age. In today's case, my imagination took me five months from now.

In my mind's eye, I imagined what the apartment would look like, specifically in the corner of the living room where the wall with the window and the wall with the front door intersect. There, where the Christmas tree presently stands, stood instead a pack n' play. I saw myself hovering over it, looking done at a very young baby girl, stretching her little wiry arms and legs in awkward directions. As baby Hana Niah woke up I slightly bent over, reaching one hand to gently place under her head and another just under her tiny body. She curled slightly in my arms as I brought her close to me, possibly due to my cold hands. I held her close, her head gently resting on my shoulder, not yet able to hold it up on her own. My mind then seemed to repeat the action of me laying her gently back down and picking her up in the same way I had before. It was the most precious thought I have yet had about our little girl. My thoughts then drifted, and I realized how much more precious it will be when I can actually pick my daughter up in my arms. I'm so ready to be able to hold her, to no longer have to imagine. I'm ready to see the expression of everyone that's anticipating her birth when she finally is born.

For now, I simply enjoy getting to feel her occasional kicking, or seeing her kick from inside her mommy, making a little bulge for a short instant. I thank God every day for her. Now I just pray that He gives me the patience I need to wait for her arrival.

Stay tuned.

Thankful for Christmas.

Announcements: As you all know, Christmas is just around the corner. Being such I have decided to link my wish list from my blog. You can access it by clicking here. If there are any additions to the list (I doubt there will be) I will add a renewed link in a later blog. Also, Kristine's wish list will soon be posted as well. Lastly, feel free to see some of the (subtle) changes on JKWoodring.com. Now on to better things.

Kristine has taken the liberty to skip the tradition of putting up the Christmas tree the weekend after thanksgiving by going ahead and erecting it now. She's very much in the Christmas spirit (much more so than me) and is excited already for Christmas to get here. I think a lot of the anticipation is due to the pregnancy. By Christmas she will be about seven months along in the pregnancy, and it seems that when a momentous occasion spurs the thought of how much closer it will be to when the baby's born she gets more excited for that occasion to arrive. What I find so funny is that she skips right over Thanksgiving, the time when we go to visit our families in Indiana. By that time she should be showing quite a bit more than she is now, and I know everyone is anxious to see her. I can't wait. It seems like it's been so long since we've seen everyone. Anywho, we're both very excited, and hopefully we'll have some visual record of that on some upcoming blogs. Until then, stay tuned.

A Memorable Experience.

I would first like to state that this is the first blog on my newly received laptop. Yea.

Now for the good stuff. Yesterday, Kristine and I went to Lonoke, Arkansas to visit New Testament Missionary Baptist Church as a candidate for youth pastor. It was an awesome experience. The people there were very welcoming and extremely hospitable. The pastor and his wife opened their home to us and we got a chance to get to know each other a little more. They seem to be wonderful people, and despite what happens, I'm glad to have met them all. The experience alone was worth it. I could definitely see Kristine and myself working well with them, but for now it's in God's hands. Now we just have to be patient and see what his plan is. We ask that you keep praying for us and, until next time, stay tuned.

Thank God.

Yes, it's Friday, and the only day that could possibly be better right now is Saturday. Friday introduces the weekend, and I'm thrilled to know that it's upon us. I had a rough day yesterday, going from a good day to a bad day to a worse day. However, things worked out and God allowed me a good night's sleep. God really is good, every bit of good He says He is.

As the days progress so does my anticipation in receiving something I've been needing for a long time.... a working computer. Hopefully it's on its way, and if that's the case, I should be getting it either this weekend or early next week. Having a computer again means being able to stay caught up with schoolwork. It also means more potential blogging.

Speaking of this weekend, this Sunday is my venture to the New Testament Baptist Church in Lonoke, AR. I'll be going as a prospective Youth Pastor, so I'm definitely nervous, but also very excited at the possibility to finally have an opportunity to jump in to what I already know God has called me to do. Patience has worked to my benifit, and now I'm just praying that God shows me what He has in store. I've not lost sight of the possibility that this may not be in His will for me. Kristine and I are both praying for His guidance in the situation. Thanks to all who are doing the same.

As far as Kristine and Niah, they're both doing rather well. We're still trying to move up the scale in weight (pun intended), but everything seems to be going well. Both are healthy and kicking (Niah moreso than Kristine on the kicking). I'm getting more anxious every day to hold our daughter in my arms. It seems that since we found out she was a girl I've become more impatient, wanting her to arrive right now. I guess reading to her and singing to her while she swims around in her temperary abode will have to do for now.

Well, that's all for now. I know it's a lot more than usual, but there's a lot going on right now. Stay tuned for more.

IT'S A GIRL!!!

Well, our doctor's appointment went very well. We went directly to ultrasound, seeing the baby's head and face, abdomen, legs, feet, and hands. At last, the tech told us... it's a little girl! So, without further ado, here she is: Baby Hana Niah Woodring at 21 weeks and 4 days.

(Click on the pictures to enlarge them)

Stay tuned.

Three days away.

Kristine and I are three days away from finding out whether the baby is a "rico" or a "rica" (no, we're not going to actually give it one of those names). We're both extremely excited, and are quite frankly getting impatient. We will be calling many to let them know the gender, but hopefully will also be posting it here for those whom we forget or neglect to call.

In other news, we went to a pumpkin patch today with some neighborly friends, or friendly neighbors if you prefer. It was tiring, but everyone seemed to end up having fun. We got three pumpkins, one for each of us. One of our neighbors decided to be more ambitious and bought a large, 70 lbs. pumpkin.

Apart from that, we don't really have anything else going on apart from the norm. With that said, stay tuned.

"Blog, you freak!"

Upon the request of my beautiful and understanding wife, I will be blogging. The title, as some of you may realize, is a direct quote from said wife. Anywho, much has happened since I last blogged. I would have blogged before now, but the lack of a computer has halted me yet again.

Friday started out as a tired day at school for me and a minor car accident for Kristine, at no fault of her own. Upon hearing about this, I immediately left school (with the very appreciated help of my friend Ben Hightower) to make sure she was okay. She and the baby were and are both okay, and the car's not bad either. We're still waiting to hear from our insurance company to know if they'll cover any potential expenses.

Saturday held very little worth blogging about, just some sitting around, a quick run to Target, and back home to sit around some more. Sunday had much more to offer. After church Sunday morning, Kristine and I went to Mammaw Liz's house to eat and help set up her Christmas Village. Actually, She, Kristine, and my aunt Debbie unloaded the village stuff while I watched the Colts narrowly pull out a win over the Tennessee Titans. Then, I jumped in to put my half hour's worth.

Today, I've received multiple phone calls, including a call into work. Kristine did her usual routine of going into work as well. As far as my phone calls, I recently received a call from a church wanting me to come in "view of a call" as a youth pastor. I go on October 29, and this coming Sunday I've been asked to preach at Faith.

Now, for some more exciting news: Kristine has the baby bulge, or as I like to call it, a baby bubble.
Also, the baby's decided to get active. Last night, upon waking up from a not so deep sleep, Kristine felt a consecutive 20 kicks from baby "rico". Speaking of "rico", we'll hopefully get to stop calling it that and start calling it by it's name. Well, that's it for now, so until next time, stay tuned.

No Excuses.

I apologize to all who check my blog to catch up and have found no updates in quite some time (about 3 weeks, I think). Between school and working unsteady hours at the elementary school I worked at last year, I've been quite busy, not to mention not having a computer. Alas, I did make a comment quite a while back about my pet peeve of people who have blogs and do not update them on a consistent basis. Therefore, I can not allow myself any excuses. Now, to update you, I've been busy with school and, oddly, work. Kristine, while working, is still doing well, as is the baby. We're two weeks away from finding out the gender and are getting more excited as each day comes and goes. Well, that's it for now. Stay tuned for more.

In Five Weeks.

Kristine and I just recently returned from a doctor's appointment. The prognosis: Kristine and the baby are both progressing well in the pregnancy. Kristine did lose a bit more weight, but she's been eating consistently, withdrawn from vomiting, and feeling a little bit better every day. The only possible concern is what could be the return of a UTI. We'll find out later today, but otherwise everything looks good. Because of that, our two week schedule has been changed. This time around, we won't have to go back until October 17, which is about five weeks away. At that point, we should be able to find out the gender of our child. I'm already excited! And though five weeks isn't a very long time, it still seems too long. I am glad that "Rico" is doing well, though, as is Kristine. Just continue to keep us in your prayers, and thanks to all who have done so thus far. Until Next time, stay tuned.

26-21.

That was the final score of the Colts/Giants game. The intensity and pressure of all the hype was evident. Both teams suffered some from it. Yet, in the end, the Colts pulled off the win.

Peyton Manning was interviewed afterward and said, "I'm just glad it's over." In reference to how his brother performed he stated, "I'm proud of him....he played his butt off." That's dignity. There was no gloating, no "I'm better than you" type attitude. Nothing but encouragement and relief that the game had ended. And despite the outcome, despite the preconceived notions, Eli did play hard. Hard enough to roll with his brother. Enough to say, "Hey, I belong in this league.Well done, Eli.

Congratulations to the Colts. As far as the Giants go, maybe we will get to see a rematch in the post season. Maybe.

Stay tuned.

Quarrel among brothers.

As many of you probably know, I have a brother. Timothy is three years, one month, and seventeen days younger than me. Growing up, we had our fair share of fights and arguments. Our parents would probably tell you there were more than that. Now, at 22 and 19, Timothy and I get along quite well. We stay in touch, talking almost every day via cell phones. We seize every opportunity we're given to get together and hang out. Yet, somehow there is still a rivalry between us. It is done more in playful competition now, but still, there is that tendency to want to outdo each other.

I often wonder if it is like that with most brothers. I know it is with some. Rivalry between brothers just seems natural. And somehow, it's also intriguing. Which brings me to my next subject: Indianapolis Colts vs. New York Giants. As a Hoosier convert, I'm a big fan of Indiana sports. It helps to know that the best quarterback in the NFL plays for Indy. Tonight's game is a bit different, though. Tonight, a rivalry begins. Tonight, the Colts' Manning will have a quarterback contest with the Giants' Manning. Peyton vs. Eli. What a game.

I am interested to see how tonights game will turn out, and recommend all to watch (especially if you are a Colts or Giants fan). I know it'll be fun to see who comes out on top, and as an Indy fan, I say, "Go Colts!" With all that said, may the best Manning win.

Stay tuned.

A very happy unbirthday to you.

First, I would like to have a moment or two of silence for the ever memorable Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin. . .

And now to happier things. To all of you whose birthday is not today, happy unbirthday. But specifically, to Kristine. Since I cannot go back in time one day for obvious reasons, and because I did not have the chance to blog yesterday, I am saying happy birthday yesterday, Kristine. And happy unbirthday today. I hope many gifts come your way, but more than that, love, support, and acknowledgement. I can't express how wonderful it has already been getting to know you these last few years, and am excitedly anticipating many more to come. Ample thanks to God for putting you on this earth 22 years and one day ago. Here's to that and many more to come. I love you, mavourneen.

Stay tuned.

Two in one day.

I know most people (including myself) don't post twice in one day, much less twice within an hour. But this post is simply to update you on Kristine and the baby, so it should be short.

Kristine's appointment was yesterday, and she received good news and not-so-good, but can be improved news. The good news: the baby is growing as it should and is healthy. The heartbeat is strong, as we heard through the doctor's thing-a-majig. The not-so-good new: Kristine lost weight again, this time two lbs., since our last visit. The doc informed her that he wants her to ever be eating or drinking something, even if nothing sounds appealing. As long as she keeps some food down, the baby will get the nutrition it needs and the mommy will still have what she needs to live on. Hopefully, she will get past the sickness within the next week. In fact, tomorrow marks the end of the first trimester.

That's it for now. As always, stay tuned.

The blessing of in-laws.

People are always hearing or telling about the annoying or frustrating things they have to put up with concerning their in-laws. "My wife's parents do this", or "my brother-in-law did that" always seem to end in how one wishes his or her in-laws would change, or be different. It's become a stereotype. In-law jokes are always a popular thing when looking for a good laugh. Why is that? Shouldn't someone cherish the in-laws he has? After all, you are the one who chose them by marrying their child. All that to introduce this: I love my in-laws, and it's quite obvious that they return the love.

This past weekend (and Monday), my in-laws came to visit us. More specifically, Kristine. After hearing about her ER visit, her family decided it was time for a much needed visit, simply to encourage and support us through this bittersweet time of our pregnancy. Kristine has been sick of late, and Friday, August 25, I rushed her to the emergency room by order of her OB-GYN's nurse. While there, they hooked her to an IV to get some fluid in her because she was dehydrated. After spending a little more than four hours there, they released her, but not before informing us that she had a UTI-- urinary tract infection. She was given a work release until Tuesday, August 29. Enter in-laws.

Saturday morning, without any warning whatsoever, Kristine's mom called saying they were on their way. She and Kristine's dad and brother were making an impromptu trip to see us. I started cleaning as much as I could without raising any questions. They called once they arrived, and I redirected them to a neighbor's apt. where we were hanging out. They walked through the doorway and, out of shock and surprise, Kristine was speechless. She was ecstatic to see them.

They stayed the entire weekend, helping around the house with chores and such. Dishes were done, laundry was getting caught up, rooms were getting rearranged. Her parents were generous enough to purchase a baby furniture set for Kristine's birthday, which contained a changing table, a bed, and a dresser. It didn't end there. Her mom, brother, and I started moving things in the guest room to make it the baby room. As we were doing so, her dad put the furniture together. The room looks amazing, as does the furniture. What a blessing!

Every person has his or her pet peeves, as well as his or her own annoying habits. But we get past it. Why does it stick when it's our in-laws? Who knows? But one thing's for sure about my in-laws. They're one of God's blessings to me. Thanks Mike, Shawn, and David. I love you all.

Stay tuned.

Back to school, back to school....

Well, school officially started Tuesday. I was not extremely thrilled to go back, but hopefully I'll get back in the groove of things pretty quick. Kristine is still in nauseau mode, and we have another appointment on Wednesday (Aug. 30). Hopefully it will be good news again. I also hope she'll be feeling much better next week. Well, that's all I've got. I actually need to get on to some school work. Stay tuned.

Three lbs. down, many more to go.

Kristine registered a three lbs. gain at the doctors office on Wednesday after a twelve lbs. loss at our previous appointment. The doctor was thrilled. Therefore, much to our joy, Kristine will not be going into the hospital. The doc did say he wanted to continue monitering her weight, so instead of one month visits we will have twice a month visits. She seems to be doing better lately, without the vomiting and less nausea. There will be a picture added on the website under "photopictures" and "baby pics". Oh, and as far as the gaining weight, I think we can manage. Till next time, stay tuned.

"It's only a day away."

Not even that, now. At 10:10 a.m. tomorrow, Kristine and I will be waiting for the doctor to call us into a small, almost claustrophobic room. And I'm a bit nervous. Kristine hasn't really gained much weight (if any), but I don't think she's lost any either. I'm just really anxious to see what the doc has to say. Hopefully he'll have good news. Continue to keep us in your prayers, and by us I really mean Kristine and the baby. That's it. Shorter than usual, I know. But you know what to do....stay tuned.

Dear Mr. Dave Gregg,

To better understand this entry, check the comments in "Baby Got Back".

I am sorry for neglecting to make a link to your website. I will immediately correct the situation. Anyone who cares to visit my website (jkwoodring.com) will be able to find a link to your website in the "links" section. As far as for Kristine, she seems to be showing improvement. She's kept food down much better recently and has also been eating more lately than she's been able to eat in about two weeks. Thank you all for your prayers and support. Please continue to do so, and stay updated with news on the baby and us by staying tuned.

Baby Got Back...

...and front, feet, face, etc. Here's the latest pic of "Baby" Woodring.

Also, we got to hear the heartbeat. It was amazing. As you can see, the baby is starting to look more baby-ish instead of blobish. The downside to our visit to the doctor today was that Kristine lost 12 lbs. since her last visit. The doc wasn't too pleased with that, telling us that Kristine needed to be eating as much as she can possibly keep down and not to worry about nutrition, but that the baby needs calories. We go back in a week and, if there is no improvement, she may have to be admitted into the hospital, so pray for her. She did get some medicine to help control the nausea, so we're hoping that will work. As far as the baby is concerned, it's healthy, which apparently is the main reason Kristine is so sick. That's it for now. Again, keep us in your prayers and, as always, stay tuned.

Something to blog about: A tribute.

I have absolutely nothing to blog about that I haven't already blogged before. Kristine is still getting sick due to growing a baby, I'm still jobless, and school has yet to start. However, because of my frustration with the lack of updated material on blogs and having to read the same thing over and over until the blog author decides to write again a month and a half later, I feel obligated to write. I wouldn't want to be one of those people I get annoyed with due to that. Anywho, one thing I can say (or write) is Kristine FINALLY got a checkup on her eyes, acquiring some new contacts and expecting a new pair of glasses by next week. Apart from that, nothing new. Our neighbors are our neighbors, our friends and family are doing well (as far as we know), and God is just as good as He's always been and always will be. With all about nothing said, I continue on to write a tribute. Here goes nothin'....

I met her on August 17th in 2001. Oddly, I didn't say a word to her the whole day. I constantly tried getting close to her, but never knew what I would've said if I had gotten the chance to talk to her. It was awkward that entire evening.

The following day was a fresh start. However, I again couldn't seem to say anything to break the ice. What was wrong! I never had had this much trouble talking to someone, much less a girl! Since I couldn't seem to do or say anything, Kristine did the work. "Can I draw a cloud on you?" What kinda question is that? A flirty one. I didn't get it. We all piled on a couple of vans to head to a concert and, as I got on the van, she climbed on and sat next to me. It was a marvelous ride. We talked and continued to get to know each other the whole time. As we arrived at the massive outdoor concert, we received our tickets and, subconciously brushing her hand on the way to our seating area, walked and talked with Kristine the whole way. I remember little about the concert, but a lot about the company. The two of us spent the whole time talking and contemplating about the idea of a relationship. The biggest obstacle was the two and a half hour difference between us. We decided before the night was over to give it a shot, leaving it in God's hands and doing our best to make it work.

We continued to date and, two years later, I moved in with Kristine's gandparents as a caretaker for them as well as a potential youth director for Hebron Regular Baptist Church. I never became the youth director, but I did become the teenage class sunday school teacher. Being closer to her made it much easier on our relationship, and we got to better know each other's habits and pet peeves. A little less than a year later, we were wedded. July 17, 2004 was a wonderful milestone in my life. I never want to forget it. We headed off for Arkansas, which would later become our state of residence.

Two years later, we're still residing in Arkansas where I'm attending seminary. Our marriage is strong, God-centered. Our relationship grows, bringing us closer every day. She is, as I found out five years ago, the love of my life. She always will be. I know she's nothing less than a gift from God. Speaking of which, God has decided to give us another gift, one that Kristine is graciously accepting, along with all that comes with it. Yes, it has been trying, but the outcome will be absolutely amazing. Come early to mid March, I may be writing another tribute. But for now, I say four very important and sincere words to my greatest friend:

I love you, Kristine.

Stay tuned.

Where to start. . .

Much has happened in my life since you've last read. Kristine has remained in morning sickness misery, I attended National Camp 2 at Bogg Springs, and now I am trying hard not to stress too much over trying to find a job while also preparing for school to start. A lot was and is happening to say the least. Therefore, let me fill you in.

As I said, Kristine is still not to her cheery ole self quite yet, but hopefully that will soon change. She was prescribed some medicine that, for what it cost, was well worth getting. It was a blessing for her to have, especially since I was at teen camp for the week. This miracle drug worked almost instantly, relieving her of her nauseating pain for a while. However, she only has about three tablets left, and she really wants to wean herself off of it so she can go on living without having to worry about taking a pill every day just to feel better. I try my best to be there for her and do what I can, but sometimes it doesn't seem to be enough. I hate seeing her so miserable, and I can't wait for this part of the pregnancy to end. I'm anxious to see her GAIN weight instead of lose it. She'll be adorable with a bubble-belly! Please pray for her.

As far as camp, the biggest letdown was the absence of my closest companion. Aside from that, camp was an absolute blast, as well as a big success. More than thirteen people were saved, which means thirteen more people get to know what Jesus is all about and will someday meet Him. That is better than frawesome! The theme for the week was embrace, and the idea was for people to embrace Christ, let Him embrace you, and find out what satisfaction really is. We are to embrace Him as the way, the truth, and the life. There is no other way. There is no other truth(s). There is no other life. Jesus is it. I think the message was clear. I definitely needed the time away from the reality of the world to focus more on the reality of Him. Needless to say, I had a blast. According to the students I had for the week, so did they. Pray that the week lives on, and pray for our new found siblings in Christ.

Now, about a job. I HAVE to get a job, and one that pays better than what I've got right now. I've been offered a position to help out with maintenance around the seminary and apartments, but I don't know yet what all it inquires. Nor do I know for how long it will last or how many hours a week I'll be getting. I also have job security at the school where I previously worked, but the hours aren't enough, and quite frankly, neither is the pay (at least not for someone with a wife and expecting a kid). The search is on, but I hate job hunting. I would really love to do what God has given me a desire to do. Anyone who reads this that is looking for or knows someone who is looking for a youth pastor in Arkansas within 20 miles of Little Rock for at least the next two years, please leave a comment, or email me at jwwoodring@hotmail.com, or call me. I would absolutely love to get my feet a bit wetter. I yearn to do this. The longer I go, the more I yearn. God has given me this desire, this call. If you can do nothing else, though, pray for me in my search for a job.

School is about three weeks away. I'm trying not to stress about it, but summer has gone so quickly this year that I kinda dread going back. I'm sure I'll enjoy it, though I've been told many times by many people that the third year is the year of hand cramps, dead trees, and a lot of staring at computer screens while letters and words appear. However, education is important to me, whether I act like it or not. I am ready to move on, though. At least to get deeper into my ministry, even if I don't leave Arkansas. So, as I've finished each topic, pray for me as I enter school this year.

I guess I could have better titled this "Prayer Requests" or something. I do strongly believe in prayer. Talking to God is important to me. Without conversation with Him, what kind of relationship would we have with Him? Anywho, also keep Kristine's family and my family in prayer. They love us and support us, and I want to be able to show that same support, even if it is in simply praying for them. Oh, and when I say family, I do mean David Story and Josh and Erin Allen too. Well, I guess that's it. I figured this would be a long one. Thanks for your patience. And as always, stay tuned.

Car kaput.

Well, Kristine and I are on the verge of looking for a car. The Monte Carlo isn't (and hasn't been) holding up well at all, with power steering problems, a stripped oil plug bolt, and not to mention it's a V6 gas hog. The Kia doesn't have air, which is never good in Arkansas (where it is 100+ degrees this week), much less for a pregnant woman. That's the least of our problems, though. In an attempt to return from a quick trip to Kroger for some water and contact solution for Kristine, the Kia refused to start. I don't think it's the battery since the windows work, the clock came on, and the lights on the dash responded. I hope it's not something too costly. This most recent incident has amplified our interest in looking for another car. Hopefully everything will work out for the best. We're just relying on God to help us through. Please keep us in prayer, and to see how it all turns out stay tuned.

A Pirate's Life for Me.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. Frustratingly Brilliant. Go see it. Anticipate the next one. Stay tuned.

Evidence of life.

Today, Kristine and I went to our first baby appointment. Everything is as it should be, with Kristine queezy as ever and the baby healthy and as strong as it can be at this point. Much to our surprise, we were informed that we are actually two weeks later than what we originally thought, putting the due date around March 9. Also unexpected was the ultrasound requested by the doctor, allowing us to see our baby for the first time. It was very tiny, about the size of a large snowflake.

Most exciting, though, was the sight of it's tiny heart pounding, clearly revealing the evidence of life within this tiny being. How can anyone stand for abortion? It's so incredible to see life in such a small creature, even more so to know it's our child. I can't imagine anyone taking that life away. Needless to say (what an ironic phrase), we were both extremely excited about the whole thing.

We were given a couple of pictures of the ultrasound, which shows an image that looks a lot like a diamond ring. The "diamond" is the baby. To see a picture of the ultrasound, click here.

Obviously we have much to anticipate, which means much to blog about. To find out more as time and the pregnancy progresses, stay tuned.

Sick day.

Hello, all. I haven't much to post, but due to the gap I have chosen to do so. Kristine stayed home sick today, feeling really nauseous all day. We also got a complimentary letter stating that all apartment dwellers must discontinue the use of dishwashers, clothes washers and dryers. Why? That's a great question. It's a great inconvenience to us, who happen to have a clothes washer and dryer. We have multiple neighbors who have either the same or a dishwasher. A dishwasher is a great time saver, and the personal washer and dryer are a money saver and more beneficial physically. Yet, for some reason unknown to us and without any previous warning, we were given the before mentioned letter telling us to stop the use of the appliances or face possible eviction. Anyway, our first OB-GYN appointment is Wednesday at 11 a.m. Kristine and I are both extremely excited! Hopefully we'll get to hear the heartbeat, but there's no guarantee. Aside from that, nothing else is really going on. I did preach at Avilla yesterday, and that seemed to go well. Well, that's about all. Until next time, stay tuned.

Over the highway and through the fields.

Kristine and I just recently returned from a trip. It was a magical trip to a magical place known as Mammaw's house. What makes it magical? Obviously the fact that it's my grandmother, which means stories and spoiling. But what makes it magical to me specifically is FRIED APPLE PIES. Sure, grandmothers around the world are known for their magnificent cooking, but few are very well-known for making fried apple pies. My mammaw makes the best.

We left yesterday after Kristine got off of work. She's already started the cravings, and yesterday it consisted of chili cheese fries. What can I say, my wife has great taste! Anywho, we started on our way. Upon arrival we were greeted by Mammaw's four-legged companion, Annie. Sweet dog. As we entered the house with hands full and hugs being given, I noticed a plate wrapped in aluminum foil sitting on top of the washer. There they were. Mammaw knew we were coming, which I'm guessing is what provoked her to make the delicate desserts. Anywho, Kristine and I made ourselves comfortable and enjoyed a quiet evening.

Today we went to White Oak Grove Missionary Baptist Church where my mammaw gladly spread the word that Kristine and I are expecting, which in turn was followed by multiple congratulations. We saw three of my four aunts (the fourth being in Evansville with my sister this weekend) and my cousins Emily and Austin. They had just returned from camp that previous Friday. It was good to see them all, especially since we hadn't since February. They all expressed how excited they were for us. After church, we all went out to Western Sizzlin' for lunch. We shared some laughs and had a great time. I'm so glad we took the time to go.

Now we're back in Little Rock enjoying the air conditioning and taking it easy. Kristine has been getting queezy on and off throughout the week, not to mention getting more tired a lot more frequently. We both can't wait to have our first official doctor's visit, where we'll hopefully get to hear the baby's heartbeat. Thank you to all who are keeping us in your prayers, and for more on the baby's progress, stay tuned.

Showers of Blessing....

Are exactly what we're gonna need. Baby showers, to be exact! That's right! Kristine Michelle Woodring, my beautiful bride, is approximately six weeks pregnant with our first child. God is awesome! I'm excited, anxious, scared, thrilled, and a whole lot of other things all at the same time. (To those who already know this, it's now safe to assume that you can spread the word since this information is on the World Wide Web). We found out yesterday morning, first, by home pregnancy test, then by going to the doctor after she got off of work. The doc confirmed the news (phew!). We waited a few hours to tell people, just enough time to give everyone time to get off of work, and then started making the anticipated phone calls. The first calls went to parents and siblings, followed by proclamation to close friends and neighbors, other family members, etc. It was a busy day! Still, the news seems as fresh as a fresh picked apple, and it hasn't seemed to completely set in with me yet, but Kristine is starting to experience some of the nausea and queeziness that goes along with being "with child". I know these next few months will be an adventure, but I'm as ready as I can be (which isn't very) and honestly can't wait until late February rolls around. Obviously there's a lot going on with Kristine and me, meaning there will be plenty to blog about over the next few months. Thus, without further delay, I say to all reading, "stay tuned!"

It's spelled P-A-R-M-E-S-A-N.

Many of you may be wondering about the title, but don't fret over it. It's just an inside joke, and, David, if you're reading this, there is no "e" after the "s". At least spellcheck doesn't think so. Maybe that's the English spelling. Anywho, good day to all. It is Saturday, and somewhat of a sadder day. Today ends Indiana month. David Matthew Story left Little Rock today to return to Morgantown, WV. It was a great four days of nothing more than two close friends spending nothing less of quality time together. The fun started Wednesday, June 21st. I remember as if it were only a few days ago....

06/21/06
David arrived just before 11:30 a.m., and we started laughing almost immediately. We grabbed something to eat at "the" fast food restaurant (Wendy's) and went to the apartments to waste time before picking up Kristine. We did nothing but play PS2 all afternoon. Absolutely frawesome. Kristine joined some of the fun after work, taking time to wind down and relax. Oh, and a couple of "Friends" episodes were involved, naturally.

06/22/06
Happy Birthday, David! I took Kristine to work and, on the way back to the apt., I picked up some chocolate milk, the preferred breakfast (or anytime, really) beverage of David. After all, it was his birthday. We then continued the celebration by going out to a few of our favorite places, which, not ironically, contained a few of our favorite things. Game Xchange, CompUSA, Best Buy, EB Games, Fazoli's (guys have to eat!), back to CompUSA. We had laughs, spent money, and lived it up. God gave us a beautiful day to celebrate the first day of the 21st year of David's birth. After arriving back at the apt., we adequately spent our time playing more video games. David was reintroduced to "Crazy Taxi", and greatfully indulged himself in the reacquaintance, spending much time with the game. Kristine again joined us in our frawesome time, and, by David's request, we ate at Corky's, Little Rock's best (as far as we've found) BBQ joint. We then continued throughout the evening playing more video games before calling it a night.

06/23/06
Magic Springs, here we come! David and I dropped Kristine off at work (unfortunately) and made our way to Hot Springs, AR where the amusement park Magic Springs resides. David got to experience five more roller coasters as well as some other rides while we were there. We later returned mid-afternoon and--you guessed it--played more video games (thank God for technology). We then came back to reality and played some real basketball with David Standridge, and each of us won a game a piece of 21 (how appropriate). We picked up Kristine from work (thank God for Kristine!) and made our three foot journey from our apt. to our neighbors apt. to eat supper, play games, listen to Dave dazzle us on the guitar, and just plain have fun. It, too, was a frawesome day.

06/24/06
The sad day of departure. We made the best of it, though. I took Kristine to work (yet again) and returned to the apt. to see if David would like to take part in some game playing. He graciously obliged. We played until it was about time for Kristine to get off of work and then naturally went to pick her up. From there we went to Fazoli's (Italian is good) for lunch and then returned home. David and I wasted no time in returning to the PS2 while Kristine got a bit more comfortable and headed out to Wal-Mart with a couple of our neighbors. I then, sadly, had to chauffer Dave to the airport for him to make his flight back to Morgantown. We said goodbye, hoping (at least on my part) that the next encounter will not be so far off. It was a bit solemn, but life goes on. God is using David in great ways, and I'm sure has greater things for him yet. As far as for me, Kristine and I are both waiting for whatever it is God has in store for us, allowing Him to use us where we are now and wanting to be used by Him even more.

That's everything. Well, not everything, just the highlights. It was more fun than most can bear in a week, but David and I did it all in a mere four days. Now that's what I call frawesome. As always, stay tuned.

Leaving For Arrival.

WARNING: The following blog contains events over a course of ten days, and is therefore longer than most posts. Viewer discretion is not necessary, I just wanted any readers to know the literary journey ahead is a longer one than usual.

Of course the title doesn't make sense, it's an oxi-moron. Therefore, calm down and let me explain. Kristine and I have spent the past ten days in the great state of Indiana, otherwise known as the "Hoosier State". This explains the gap in blogging. We arrived first in Evansville, IN at Amanda and Andy's (my sister and brother-in-law) on Friday morning around midnight. After getting some much needed rest after the 7 or 8 hour trip, we regrouped Friday morning to reminisce about the "good ole days" and discuss lunch. We chose to dine at a fun little Italian restaurant called Angelo's, which turned out to be pretty good and did not involve the mob as far as we know. from there, Kristine and I went a bit further north to visit her parents.

We arrived at Mike and Shawn Gregg's house around 5:00 p.m. on Friday. Shawn's sister and brother-in-law were there visiting along with their son, Darren, while preparations were being made for David Gregg's graduation party, which was to be held on Saturday. The party was definitely fun, as was the whole visit. Darren, Kristine, and I (along with some others, every now and then) did some high-quality fishing down at a lake not far from the house, catching approx. 25 fish. I used to hate fishing, but I must admit, it was a blast! Tuesday morning we left the Gregg household and headed for Noblesville, IN where Josh and Erin Allen were anxiously awaiting.

We got to Josh and Erin's house around lunchtime, for which we stopped at the greatest hot-sub joint EVER, Penn Station. Kristine and I shared a chicken terriyaki sandwich and some fresh-cut french fries while being entertained by Erin and baby Camrynne (who will be one year old on the 28th). It was very refreshing to spend the time with them and Josh, especially since our time with them is usually so much shorter. I know both Erin and Kristine wasted no time in catching up, and soaked up every moment they could spending time with each other. The "Allen/Woodring quality bonding time" was a huge dose of fun. If you're reading this, thanks a million, Josh, Erin and Camrynne. Oh, and we all found out that devil eggs make for good splats when they hit a hard surface, especially when purposefully thrown straight at the floor.

From the Allen residence, we continued our Indiana journey to my family's house in Anderson, where we encountered my brother Tim, and Dad. We attended the final night of VBS that evening, and were greeted cheerfully by many that were there. We were also greeted with great food. What made the food great, you ask? The fact that most of it was sweets, mainly ice cream, the most incredible cold food known to man and some dogs. It was awesome. The next day started with my Dad and me going out and grabbing the morning grub-- Donuts. Ah, Donuts. The man or woman who came up with the concept of donuts better have some sort of medal. If this genius doesn't have a medal for this miraculous creation, he or she certainly deserves one. A donut shaped one. With chocolate icing. Anywho, we ate donuts. Kristine and I proceeded that day to go to her cousin Samantha's, wedding. It was a nice wedding, and the only one I've been to where the guys in the wedding party wore cowboy hats. My only complaint was the ushers were wearing pink. Anywho, the wedding was wonderful, and congrats to the happy newlyweds.

Sunday, as many of you know, was Father's Day. It was also Dad's birthday. Due to these special occasions, Amanda and Andy Justison came up to visit, gracing us yet again with their presence. We obviously attended church at Landmark. Spending Sunday at Landmark was somewhat nostalgic, and I loved it. After morning services, we came back to the house for lunch, which consisted of hash brown casserole, green beans, fried okra, and steak. It was beyond delicious. Following lunch, Dad opened his Father's Day/birthday cards and gifts. Mandy and Andy gave him an ocean sounds cd and a church history magazine, and Kristine and I gave him a dart board (hope he'll enjoy it). We spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with Mandy, Andy, and Timothy while Mom and Dad went to a viewing at a funeral home. We took the given time to swim in the cold water and cold wind, just begging for hypothermia. We survived, though, and Kristine gave Timothy a haircut to match mine. That evening, we again went to Landmark for church and, afterwards, spent some high quality family time at the house. Mandy and Andy then headed back to Evansville. This morning Dad left for Daytona, Florida for the national ABA meeting, Mom went to work, and Kristine and I will soon be heading back to the small town of Little Rock, AR.

It was a great week and a half in IN. I miss it more than I allow anyone to know. But don't start sympathizing yet, because the title has yet to be explained. Upon leaving Indiana for Arkansas, we will be expecting the arrival of none other than David M. Story himself, in the flesh, Old Navy wardrobe and all. Thus, we are leaving Indiana to arrive in Arkansas a mere two days before the Story arrives. Indiana month isn't over. Not yet. So stay tuned.

In IN.

Well, we're back in Indiana again. At the present time we are visiting my beloved sister and brother-in-law. They have opted to take us to lunch, which my stomach is pleased about. I probably won't be blogging much between now and when we return to Little Rock, but have decided to take the time to do so today simply to let everyone know about our up and coming website. If it works out as planned, my blogging will most likely continue there. The address is jkwoodring.com, omitting the www. Anywho, it's under construction at this time, so there's not much to look at right now. Check it out if you wish, but there will be more to come later, so stay tuned.

Indiana Month.

Buenos Dias to all, and my apologies for the blog gap. Now that that's done, we can peacefully move on. And so "Indiana Month" continues. It actually started in May with my parents and brother coming in from Indiana to visit family. They stayed with Kristine and me through Memorial Day, leaving that morning for Prescott, AR to see my mom's family. Yesterday, my sister and brother-in-law arrived early (approx. 2:15 a.m.) and stayed until lunchtime. They accompanied me (actually, it was the other way around) to pick up Kristine for lunch and, after dropping me off, set off for Prescott as well. It was beyond enjoyable seeing them all. It was very refreshing. June 1st is Mom's birthday and June 18th is my Dad's.
Speaking of June, Indiana Month continues with Kristine and me going to Indiana for a 10 day getaway. I'm sure it will be wonderful. We'll get to see her family, Erin and Josh, Some church friends and my family. It'll be good, especially for her. She deserves it for all she does.
Following our return, David Story will be coming to celebrate his 21st birthday on the 22nd. That time will be well wasted with bad puns, lots of laughs, and all around good times. By the way, I recommend to anyone and everyone reading this to visit his website. He has done well reinventing it and has a load of new stuff on it. (You can pay me later for the plug, Dave). Anywho, all of the above mentioned adventures are why Kristine and I have dubbed this month "Indiana Month." I can't wait for the rest!
That's all for this post. Except for "Happy Birthday, Mom! 37, and going strong."
Stay tuned.

Birthday Gifts Galore!

Well, twenty-two has been good to me so far. It started much better than twenty-one did: a four to five hour drive to Mississippi just to see my brother-in-law get ordained and spend money I didn't intend on spending. What a birthday. But this year definitely took a different route. My wife gave me the best birthday by doing everything she possibly could to make it as big a deal as possible. She got me great gifts, took me to a movie via tickets from my sister, and brought me home to a surprise of a surprise party. Our apartment was decked out in Spider-Man decorations and our friendly neighbors greeted me. I opened more wonderful gifts, received a card with Penn Station certificates (one of my and Kristine's favorite restuarants), and then David Story gave me an extravagant gift. He sent me twenty-two seperate emails that either gave me tasks to complete or reminisced about past memories we share. Then, he continued on to say that I was the best and most loyal friend he's ever had. That is frawesome. And, as you all should know, that's saying a lot. Thanks, everyone, for a great birthday. I could never had expected anything more.
This second day of being twenty-two has been a good follow up. I had the great opportunity to speak in the morning and evening services at Avilla Baptist Church, the first church I can remember going to. My mind started to fill with past memories, and I saw people I remembered from eighteen years ago. It was definitely refreshing. I enjoyed the company of the people there, and have been home relaxing ever since. So far, I love being twenty-two. I know God has a lot in store for me this year, and I can't wait. Well, that's it for now. Thanks, again to the best wife ever for a frawesome birthday. There's more to come in this twenty-two year old's life, so stay tuned.

Twenty-two today.

I have arrived at the twenty-two year mark in my life. Is this a great feat that has been accomplished? I don't really know. But I must say, I like the number. Two identical numbers side by side. It just looks kinda cool. Plus, due to the influence of David Story, I'm a bit biased about this double duece number. It is his favorite number, as well as the day of his birth (June 22). Anywho, I can say I've enjoyed the majority of my life up to this point. God has truly blessed me. I thank Him for all the people He's surrounded me with over the years. That being said, thank you to all who have been a part of my life. You've made it a fun ride so far. That's it for now, but there's more to come, so stay tuned.

Two Days 'Til Twenty-two.

The countdown is past starting. It is now only two days away from my 22nd birthday. I'm not sure, but I'm inclined to believe that my best friend, David Story, is required to buy/do something extravagant for this particular birthday due to 22 being his favorite number. This is nothing more than a rumor (started by me, of course) as of now, so feel free to ask him if you get the chance. Anywho, if I have the chance to continue the countdown to my birthday (two whole days), I will blog again to do so. This is in order to give anyone who wants to the chance to leave comments of birthday greetings, or "happy birthday" if you will. With that said, happy reading and stay tuned.

PS Anyone wondering for the past few months about the picture of me in the righthand corner of this page, I was inhaling a devil egg.

Happy Mother's Day!

First off, happy Mother's Day to all the mother's out there! I know I appreciate my mother, as well as the women who have acted as interim mother when I'm away from mine or she's away from me. Unfortunately, I don't have that this year. But, none the less, happy Mother's Day.
I have much respect for Kristine's mom. I hope she is having a good Mother's Day, though neither of her children are there to share it with her. I hate that for her. My mom has Tim, but my sister and me are both hours away. I also hate that for her. I do want to commemerate this day for them.
My mom (as well as my dad) instilled in me all the good I have ever known or done. I credit them and God for that. If anyone reading this blog doesn't think I am a good person, though, first of all, I'm sorry for giving off that impression, and secondly, that is not because of my parents. They raised me to be respectful, kind, loving, generous, and curtious. They did not teach me the bad things I have done in my life that I regret. For that, I shamefully credit myself. They have never hoped I would fall, but have taught me to do the things that are good, to make me a better person. When they see those things lived out in me, I hope they are proud, not only of me as their son, but of themselves for doing such a wonderful job teaching me.
I have never had to question whether my parents love me. I know they do. My dad, though rough around the edges sometimes and as blunt a person as any, has never neglected to let me know in some way that he loves me. My mom has nourished and cherished me, my sister, and my brother better than any of us could have ever expected, and yet we so often take that for granted. I know Mandy and Timothy feel the same. We are blessed. Thank God for the family we have. I couldn't ask for better. I love you all.
Again, to all the mom's out there, happy Mother's day. And to my mom, I love you.

Finals: Part 2 of 2.

I took my last final today. It was in Greek, and I think I did okay. That's the end of that. And so the school year comes to an end. Not an abrupt end, have you. I still have two or three things to work on and turn in, but thankfully I'll have the opportunity to use the two week grace period to do so. I'll attempt to discipline myself to get it done before the weekend, so pray for me, cross your fingers, and, if you feel the need, keep me accountable by giving me a call. If you're reading this and don't know my number, I probably don't want you to call me. No offense, but I just don't feel to comfortable with giving my number out on the world wide web.
Anywho, apart from the little work I have left to do, I am done. Finished. Finetto. Free for nearly four months to do what I please. Not really. I do have to find a summer job. But that's beside the point. I am now free of the stress that I brought upon myself by procrastinating. It's a good feeling. Stress doesn't fit my personality. When people think Jonathan Woodring, I doubt the word "stress" comes to mind. Maybe "carefree" or "outgoing". The word "who" most likely comes to mind. Again, not the point. Less stress, another school year down, and I am most definitely ready for summer.
Speaking of summer, it seems to have a lot to hold for me and Kristine, and we can't wait until things start rolling. I've already given you the preview of what's to come, but to see how it all goes, you'll just have to stay tuned.

Finals: Part 1 of 2

Hello, all. I have just completed my first day of finals. I have only one final to take tomorrow, which is Greek, but still much to catch up on. I have five assignments to turn in by tomorrow. I hate schoolwork. It's so time-consuming. Anywho, I need to get to work on finishing some of the before mentioned assignments and get started on a couple of others. Day one: complete. Day 2: stay tuned.

In the midst of things.

To tell on myself, I'm taking a break from doing an assignment due today before 1:00 p.m. I can't seem to figure out where to go next. I'm supposed to be writing a Sunday school lesson following the ABA literature format. At this point in reading you can imagine, if you will, me wanting to gag myself because of how rediculous this is. First off, I don't use ABA literature, much, MUCH less do I care for it. Secondly, It has to have a 1500 word body and, as I've already mentioned, I have no clue what to write next. I have a text, an introduction, and the verses of the text written out so far. Now I just need a 1500 word body and conclusion. Worse than that, I still have Latin class at 10:10, leaving very little time to finish all of this in. Ah, the life of a procrastinator. Well, with all that said, I guess I should really get going. Enough complaining for now. And, by the way, too bad about the Pacers-- enough said. To learn more about what's going on with me, stay tuned.

The End Is Near.

No, not the end of the world, the end of the school year. I've yet to catch up on my work and have a considerable amount of studying to do between now and next week. This blog is really just a refuge from that. I've not much to blog about since my last entry due to the fact that I'm still trying to catch up on work and so forth, but to those who read this, hi. I'm excited about school ending, but stressed at the same time (which may or may not be obvious). Also, I'm getting more and more excited about the next few months and what they hold in store. This month, Kristine and I are slightly busy with things like a "Cystic Fibrosis Walk", spending free passes to the Little Rock Zoo, and planning a trip to Magic Springs. My birthday is coming up (May 20, for all who may not already know) and my parents, brothers (Andy included), and sister, are planning to come the weekend before Memorial Day. I have no idea what we'll be doing that weekend, but I do know it'll be a blast. It always is, it seems. Last time I was with my brother, we played some much needed games of basketball. When Andy and Mandy visited while David Story was visiting, we simply went to a BBQ restaurant called Corky's and made more than the best of it. Mom and Dad always have some kinda new story to tell whenever we see them. If it hasn't clicked with anyone yet, I'm REALLY looking forward to their arrival. Jessica L. and David and C.J. Standridge provide more than enough fun and friendship on any given night (which is usually when it occurs). I'm so thankful that God has blessed me with the family and friends I have, wherever I may be.

Continuing on, June also holds much to be anticipated. We're going to the "home of the hoosiers" on the 8th or 9th and staying for about ten days, partially for a wedding (Kristine's cousin, Samantha, is getting married), but more or less just to kick back and see family and friends. Dad's birthday is the 18th, which also happens to be Fathers' Day, and David Story is scheduled to turn 21 on 22/06/2006. With all of this that lies ahead, I must say I'm relieved. I like to be busy, but anyone who knows me knows I like to be busy doing things I enjoy. That does not include schoolwork. I'm so very glad it's coming to an end, and also glad that I get to enjoy the next few busy things I have on my list.

Well, that's all I've got for now. I really need to get back to work (blah). Before signing off, I recommend reading David Story's latest blog, "He's Still YHWH." It's a refreshing perspective on the magnificent power of the One who's "weakness is stronger than men and foolishness is wiser than men" (1 Cor. 1:25). With all that said (or, actually written), stay tuned.

The Countdown To Stress.

Hello, all. It has been twelve days since my last entry, and I'll tell you why. School. With only a week and a half left, I've had to focus on finishing papers, making up work, and studying for any upcoming finals. So far, my attempt to do so has been only slightly above mediocre. This is the invitation to stress. I despise that school ends in such wonderful weather. It's the type of weather that makes you want to put aside your troubles and worries and just relax. This warm, cozy weather drives me to do the things I enjoy, like play basketball, or sit out in the sun and play my guitar, or converse with friends. It does not motivate me to sit inside and stare at a screen typing aimlessly away on little buttons on a small panel as words appear on the previously mentioned screen, much less do so for two hours in order to complete a four page paper. Why can't school end in February or March? I think it's because torcher is embedded in the whole idea of school. Sacrifice is necessary, though. And despite the fact that I lose the day that I would otherwise so thoroughly enjoy, there will be others. Kristine has been a wonderful motivator, too. She pushes me to do my best and complete the work necessary to excel in my classes. I, of all people, need that. Thank God that He put me with someone who will accept that task, however aggrivating it may be at times. Also, thank God that I will survive these next few days of school, whatever may happen, and come to the point of enjoying the beauty He so elegantly portrays through His creation. That's it for today. Obvioulsy I need to get to work. Until next time, (wait for it) ......................stay tuned.

Addition and subtraction

To any and all who pay attention to my links on the sidebar of my blog, you should notice a couple of changes. First, I have removed the John Mayer Trio link due to the fact that it has never changed and there is little interesting info on that particular site. Also, due to the fact that he's one of the greatest Christian artists (and one of my favorite artists), I have added a Chris Rice link. I feel that this is a necessary and deserving change to the links section of my blog. I also suggest that anyone who reads my blog check out the Chris Rice site and learn more about his "much anticipated" greeting cards. Anyone who feels the need to strongly oppose these changes I have made is more than welcome to leave a comment on my blog, and I will be more than glad to read it and ignore its content. I thank you for taking the time to read this most unnecessary blog and hope to compose to you again soon, so stay tuned (hopefully to a more interesting entry).

Offspring everywhere...

A few days more than ten months ago our neighbors brought home a baby boy-- David Shawn Standridge II. Not long after that time Josh and Erin Allen brought little Camrynne into the world. Since then, another neighbor of ours, the Hernandez family, had a baby boy, our youth pastor (Tim and Jennifer Raburn) had a baby boy, the Duncans, another neighboring family that moved in just a few days after Kristine and I, gave birth to Aiden Duncan two days ago, and the Vigils (yet more neighbors in our apt. complex) had a baby girl just today. Derrick and Debbie Waldrep are expecting in the not to distant future, as are John and Dawn Chambers. So, my point? Babies are everywhere! We can't get away from it. Kristine and I are not yet expecting, however. This is a bittersweet feeling. Though financially affording to have a small, completely dependent infant that eats, sleeps, and poops around the clock would be an added burden, having a child is something Kristine and I both desperately desire to have someday. All we can do is be patient and let God do what he does best. He knows the right time. I suppose all we can do for the time being is enjoy the presence of the little ones surrounding us now, and thank God that we can be a part of that. Well, enough baby babble. Stay tuned.

Taxes.

Hey, all! Well, it's April 3rd and everyone knows what time of year is quickly approaching--it's "TAX TIME!" (imagine it being said with a deep baritone announcer voice that echoes and fades out.) Kristine and I just finished doing our taxes and are looking forward to ridding ourselves of this burden known as tax time. We are still waiting in anticipation for something drastic to happen in our lives, and yet don't have any idea whether anything really will happen. It really takes us relying solely on God. As far as everyone else is concerned, Mandy and Andy had to cancel their plans of going to Bolivia due to air strikes and such, Mom, Dad, and Timothy are in the middle of hosting a few guests for revival, David is back in West Virginia after visiting with family (Dan, Karlie, and Maciah), and Josh, Erin, and Camrynne Allen seem to be doing well as far as I know. Ironically, almost everyone (if not everyone) reading this already knows this information due to the fact that they are the very people that read this blog, but c'est la vie. Anywho, I hope all are doing well. At this time I must resign my post (pun intended) in order to assist in planning a trip this weekend to the Memphis Zoo, so as always, stay tuned.

Briefly Back.

Sorry, yet again, for the long blogging drought. Much has happened since the last time I blogged, so prepare yourselves. First off, I don't know how much I'll be blogging due to the condition my computer's in (I'm using a neighbor's lappy for the time being). I have had it checked out, but the guy who looked at it couldn't do a complete check-up with the time alauded. Also, as far as the Noblesville thing is concerned, I have no clue what is to come of it. Kristine and I are just praying and waiting for God to lead us wherever it is He wants us. Most recently, our good neighbors (not State Farm) have done well taking care of us. Kristine and I have both been struggling with sickness and are still trying to get past it. We are also contemplating getting a new vehicle and even looked seriously into it, but that fell apart, so long live the Monte Carlo and Kia Sephia. Right now I'm attempting to enjoy the usually anticipated spring break, but with nowhere to go, Kristine working all week, and nothing much to do around the apt., I've been bored more than anything else. Anywho, now that you've all been caught up in my ever-so-thrilling life, I'll call it a blog and go. Who knows when I'll be blogging next? Pray for us concerning the information mentioned above, and in case I do blog again, stay tuned.

Back home again in Indiana

Hey everyone! This one's gonna be short and sweet due to stomach aches, lack of sleep and long hours in a small, green Kia Sephia. Kristine and I are in Anderson, IN with my parents who graciously lodged us for the weekend while we visit Bethel Baptist Church in Noblesville in an attempt to prove to be a worthy candidate as a youth pastor. We both ask that you pray for us, that God's will be done in this situation. We don't want to go where He doesn't want us, but we do want to be wherever it is that He does want us. As a side note, I finally got the opportunity to play basketball with some people of my own age for the first time in months! I was thrilled, and to make things better, I did pretty well. Thanks to Tim (my bro), Derek Waldrep, Josh Allen, and Mark Hendrick for playing with me. Well, that's all for now, cause I'm too tired to think of anything else to write, so stay tuned.