Life changes...

I'm getting older.

I knew it was happening. We all know it is happening. But sometimes, we recognize it.

I had a conversation with my dad about cholesterol last week. My sister and I talked family history yesterday. I constantly have to monitor my calorie intake. I make sure we always have Tums or Rolaids in the kitchen medicine drawer.

I'm thoroughly enamored by my 11 month old niece. The reality of possibly having children of my own one day isn't as scary as it once was.

I used to stay out all night. Now, I like to be in bed by 11 or so because my wife sleeps better knowing I'm by her side.

I watch HGTV more than any other channel on cable and spend too much time reading about buying my first home. I can explain how escrow, PMI, and fixed interest mortgages work. Mike Holmes is something of a folk hero in my mind.

I don't play video games very often anymore. My Xbox 360 broke a while back and it didn't bother me. I haven't even played the new version of Halo.

I'm restoring a 72 VW Beetle. I don't really care about what the next video game platform is, but I can tell you how to troubleshoot engine issues for a stock 1600cc VW motor that was carbureted. You can see the road through the holes in the floor of my car, but I smile every time I fire it up.

Life changes. And I'm okay with that.

I'm humbled and grateful for the life I get to live--its pretty damn awesome.