Rode motorbike into work this morning...

and froze my butt off. It's 51 degrees F (11 deg C) outside and with the wind chill of riding at 30mph it gets really cold.

A long weekend, Helen's been sick and I've been taking care of her. It's been really stressfull and tiring. I slept through church on Sunday morning b/c we'd been up until 6am with Helen getting up and down since 2am. I tried to stay up but passed out on the couch. I didn't wake up until around 10am as Maggie was walking out to go to church. I didn't feel to bad about missing church, helping Helen during the night was more important.

I was off the bike for three days, just dead with work and helping Helen. I got back on Easter though and sang hymns as I drove around. That was my Easter worship, I prayed as I drove down to the river and then back and took a route to work to get familiar with it before trying it in rush hour traffic. It worked I got to work this morning with no problems other than freezing my butt off.