Go Cardinals!

At the Gerdel house we have been cheering hard for those cards the past couple of weeks. The kids have been staying up ridiculously late each night, and even when we put them to bed they lay awake and constantly ask for updates on the game.

This morning Missy and I ran a 10K. I'm just not sure I get this whole running thing. I mean, it sucks right? It's hard to breath. Your whole body hurts. You get passed by women pushing babies in strollers. Why even bother?

And now we're off to a little league football game. Hopefully I'll have some pictures of a huge buck to share in the next few weeks - deer season is right around the corner!

Introducing Mentorific.com

Introducing my latest-and-greatest website: www.Mentorific.com - The World's Leading Mentor Marketplace. It's been several months in the making - and plenty of hard weekends and late nights. But now anybody can make money online doing online mentorships. Or you can learn new stuff online by hiring a mentor. Pretty cool stuff. I also have a new supporting blog and twitter feed, check them out: http://Mentorific.blogspot.com http://twitter.com/#!/Mentorific

Do most people blog more than once every two years?

I'm pretty sure I'm the absolute worst blogger in the world.

The cabin. The cabin is doing swell. Rentals are up, plenty of good feedback, and we're just about to finish refinancing. It took several years, but we finally paid down the mortgage enough to secure a beautiful 4.25% 15 year note. And... we're saving almost $500 a month. Let's hear it for a bad economy!

The kids. How do they grow like that? Our eldest child is almost ten years old. Ten. Years. Old. That's a decade. She's practically a grown up! Before long I'll have to shoot boys that want to date her. All four of the kids are great though. There's a bible verse somewhere that says what a blessing it is to have good kids... probably in Proverbs. We're blessed.

I'm thirty. It's funny to see yourself getting older/balder/fatter/lamer. In your mind's eye your still a strapping 18 year old stud - cocky and ready to take on the world. But then you walk past a mirror... and that whole facade comes crashing down. But, let's be honest, I was never a stud. Unless theater, choir, band and orchestra make you a stud. Pretty sure they don't.

Forex is fun. Believe it or not, I'm thinking about picking up another old blog I used to write in with all of my trading activity. I'm becoming a more profitable trader... but not quite "profitable" as of yet. Time will tell.

I love the crap out of my wife.

That's it. See you in 2013.