Blush

A friend just sent me an email about her mission trip that made the lone dramatic tear roll down my cheek.

"I cried. I'm REALLY hormonal right now!", I replied.

...to ALL of the people she sent the email to.

Oops.

Clumsy

I don't understand what's going on. I have hurt myself repeatedly over the last week. Just yesterday alone I managed to scrape a knuckle, burn a finger, get my thumb caught in my scissors as I was snipping and somehow drew copious amounts of blood. The coup de grace was stubbing my pinkie toe and having to bandage it to my 4th toe as a splint so that I could actually walk. I don't get it. Next thing I know I'll be throwing myself to the floor and breaking bones. I get like this sometimes when I have something on my mind, but right now there's nothing in my head. Nothing. As in no heavy thoughts or consuming life situations. My basic brain functions are happening but that's about it. Seriously people, what is happening?

Proud Parent

World, meet Porker. Porker, world.

Actually, his name is Tyler but I think Porker fits much better. Thanks to a coworker, I am now a dogsitter for several days, with the option to own. Jess and I are trying out our parenting skills on this Pomeranian and may end up keeping him. The following pictures don't really do him justice, but they definitely show his fugly side. He's been living with an elderly gentleman who can't take him on walks, so he is rather chubby. So much so that he has high centered getting out of our laps. His stomach just gets in the way.






P.S. At this particular moment, Jess is running around in circles trying to get him to play. He is just looking at her uncertainly. Definitely has no idea what to do with an active owner.

Call me sometime

2nd door-to-door saleman of the night, after learning that his co-worker was unsuccessful with me: "So, what would you say if I asked you out on a date for tomorrow night?"

Me: "No-- the other guy was better looking"

Amen!

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Home Group Girls Sleepover

Last night my Home Group (youth group) girls came to my place for a sleepover. We had a ton of fun with the Photo Scavenger Hunt and the String Game! Check out my pictures of the night at my Picasa photo page. Click on "Home Group Girls Sleepover". If you've never experienced the String Game then you need to look at these pics! Seriously fun.

Smidge Sad, Abundantly Joyful

All we have to say at this moment is PTL! We are done watching the entire series of Alias. No more spy drama, no more ridiculous Rambaldi, no more cloning. WE ARE DONE! After spending three months with our weekly dose of Netflix discs, the arduous task has been completed. As the picture illustrates, we are only a tiny bit sad to say goodbye to the show, but for the most part there is great rejoicing inside.

*Insert Hallelujah Chorus here for full effect*
(It's even better if you sing it at the top of your lungs... I promise)

Revival

I just get chills thinking about God and what he's doing in this area. I talked to a friend tonight from Bellingham and we both feel a revival coming. Bellingham is so close. The crack is widening and there is going to be some upheaval there. God is astounding us with his works, both here and there. Rise up people of God!

Snow

Anyone else hate the snow? Anyone? Anyone?