Friday, April 27, 2007


Rain is ...


It get all over my glasses so I can't see anymore and it does its best to get into my eyes as well.
Sometimes the sun is shining while all the sky is gray and rainy. Then one feels like dancing up and down the road. It is nicest when with the rain comes clean smells and wet flowers.
Flowers that appeared from nowhere to join you in the rain. And the winter is done and the spring has begun. And I laugh and throw up my arms to the sky.
And little worms crawl al over the path and squirrels chase squirrels around trees.
And fresh dirt is laid and pansies are planted and bugs fly up in my face.
(no, wait, bugs don't do that in the rain)
And little greens buds turn to little green flowerets and the tops of all the tall trees.

Monday, April 16, 2007

SO I was told I had to post something and it had to be about yesterday.........
So, we had a ton of people here yesterday! :) It was fun. We had a time of worship and then we shared a meal together.
One of Kirk's friends from college came too. He biked up here in the rain/snow/slush. He was wet.

Kirk has read 24 books since December 18, 2006. I haven't counted how many I read.
Bethan is the cutest baby in the world! :) I'll post pictures of her sometime. I'm tired.

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Friday Vocabulary - Excessibly

What one says when one is tired and can't remember how to properly say "excessively".

Friday, April 06, 2007

An accident

My first car accident, and it wasn't my fault.

I was calmly sitting at a gas station with my blinker signaling I was turning right while waiting for the traffic to clear sufficiently to let me in. I am a very unoffensive driver.

Suddenly, just as I was moving out, a large bump in the back of the car startled me.
My dad and I had no idea what it was, but he said "Keep going."
So I kept pulling out and as I did so, we both looked behind us. A young man with a purple car had backed out of a parking space and obviously did not look where he was backing into.

So now we have a nice scrape and a crack in my dad's rear bumper, but as Dad says, "That's what bumpers are for."