Howdy. I'm Matt Todd. My wife and I have four kids and a dog,. I'm passionate about orphan care. I'm a die-hard fan of the Evansville Aces, the Indiana Hoosiers, and Star Wars. I'm trying to live life by the Todd family motto: "It behooves us to live!"

Two Birds, One Stone!/mattdantodd/status/124543922964922369

Sorry. It was the best picture I could get with my phone. I promise that's Emilio Estevez, Martin Sheen, and Some Other Guy.

Back in October, the Heartland Film Festival held their opening night festivities featuring The Mission, a film directed by Emilio Estevez and staring Martin Sheen. Both of them were in attendance.

And so were we.

Thanks to Christy’s quick reaction time, she won two free tickets through a radio contest on WQME. You know how I’ve mentioned before that I’ve gotten pretty good at leveraging social media and I have won some pretty cool stuff? Christy’s just as good at winning things from WQME!

Thanks to Christy’s quick reaction time, I was able to cross another item off my List of Things to Do! Number 46 – done!

The Sheen family (sans Charlie) was there as part of Opening Night. Their film, The Way, was the featured film of the evening. And they were there for a Q&A session after the show. It was pretty cool.

Very cool, actually.

But Christy wasn’t done. She knew that #52 was also on my list. So she surprised me by making reservations at Zest. Yup. She killed two birds with one stone.!/mattdantodd/status/124631272474689536

In all, it was a fabulous date night that was put together at the last-minute. Not sure how I’m going to ever plan and execute a date night for Christy the way she did on that fine October night. But I’m sure gonna try.

This’ll be fun

Father-Daughter Dance 2010

This was actually about a month ago, but I forgot to share them. I took Aly to our annual Father-Daughter Dance and here are some pics from that evening.

We started off at Applebee’s before making a fashionably late appearance at the dance. A good time was had by all.

You should have heard the girls go nuts when they finally played a Justin Bieber song that sounded a little like this. It was deafening. I still don’t see the magic. But then again, I don’t think I’m supposed to. After all, I’m just a Dad. 😉

Busy weekend

Tonight: concert #1 at Indiana Wesleyan with friends from church.

Tomorrow: Aiden has basketball camp, then we’re taking the kids to Mamaw and Papaw’s house.  Going to the Louvre exhibit at the Indianapolis Museum of Art, then concert #2 at Anderson University

Sunday: Preach, lunch, pick up kids from Mamaw and Papaw’s.

I guess this makes up for us not making the trip to the Fall Festival this year.  We had a good streak going on.  Maybe we’ll be able to revive it next year.

It’s the weekend…FINALLY!

I’m so happy it’s Friday! It’s been an exhausting week, to say the least. It began last week, actually, with the Greek test (and I did much better than I had expected), then the brunch on Saturday which I helped setup and teardown all day Saturday. Then, the NTI test and our Peer Group chapel was this week.

All of that, plus trying to adjust to life with a family member living with us until she can find an apartment of her own in the area…it all has added up. So much so that I walked around all day yesterday (Thursday) thinking it was Friday. Now Friday is here and I’m giddy with delight! No major projects are due next week, so I can actually take a few minutes to relax.

Plus – Christy and I actually get to go out on a date tonight! We went on one back in May, but it doesn’t count because it was a double-date, and we went to see Revenge of the Sith. Before that, I don’t think we’ve gone out on a real date with just the two of us since we returned to Tennessee.

Six more days until the Fall Festivall!!

End of School Party!

I came home from my last final (Greek…we’ll not go there) yesterday afternoon and was greeted by an old-fashioned outdoor barbecue, complete with bratwursts and homemade chocolate pie! Christy and the kids even made a card, congratulating my survival of Year 1 in my Emmanuel career. I was looking forward to a day of relaxation and celebration as we begin to actually arrange our apartment into something livable.

Then Christy tells me that Aiden is spending the night at a friends house. His first sleepover at a non-relative’s house. The kid is growing up too fast. I thought.

Then the phone rang. Marcus told us he had some money burning a hole in his pocket and invited us to dinner and a movie – Star Wars: Episode III. Free date night? Couldn’t pass it up. I played dumb with him about having already seen the movie. He even arranged for his sitter to include Alyson (thanks, Bob!).

So, the evening progressed and we all had a good time. It was nice to actually go to a restaurant and not have to say, “Sit down,” or “Stop licking the salt-shaker,” or anything like that. We got home and Christy got ready for bed, since she had to be at work this morning at 8:30.

At 10:45, the phone rang. It was the Browns, telling us that Aiden wouldn’t stop crying and he wanted to come home. Home? I thought. Why would he want to come home? He gets to sleep in a tent in Caleb’s room! You can’t beat that! In spite of the perfect sleepover atmosphere, I left to pick up Aiden.

As I crossed University Parkway on I-26, the car began to sputter. It died. The Browns came and checked out the car, suggesting it may be a fuel pump or fuel filter issue. They brought Aiden with them in their van, gave me the keys, and left in their other car.

Now we have to figure out what to do with the car and how to do it. We need to do it quick, because we were planning on going up to Indy on May 31 because that’s when Christy’s sister-in-law is scheduled for a C-section. Of course, we don’t get paid before then and we’re out of money!

I might go lay hands on the car. I’ve been praying about it all night. Maybe laying hands on it would work. Of course, James says the sick should be anointed with oil. I wonder if that transfers to cars, too?

Happy End of School Party!

Some day, I’ll actually get around to posting my thoughts about Episode III.