Today's walk was really challenging. It was very windy here. Gusts of maybe 40 mph. It is the beginning of fall and some trees do have leaves dropping. By itself that wouldn't seem too bad but as I shared in my last blog the grasshoppers are very abundant right now too. So when something hits me I don't always know what it was before the screaming and jumping around starts.
Then there are these black walnut trees. The black walnut is surrounded by a hard green shell. The entire thing is a little bigger than a golf ball. When they fall out of the tree and hit the ground there is a loud "THUD". So I assume these little grenades would hurt pretty bad if one of them hit me in the head. With strong winds the odds of that happening seem much greater than on a calm day. But I can't look up too long and prepare for the pending boom because these grenades all over the path, having fallen before I got there. If I were step on one of these wrong I'm sure it would mean a twisted ankle.
There also twigs and "banana shakers" all over the path too. I don't know what you really call the "banana shaker" things that is just my name for them. They look like giant brown pea pods. I don't know what type of tree they fall from and really don't care. They just look like if I were to accidentally step on one I would slip and fall like a bad episode out of the Three Stooges.
Oh and I'm not done yet. You remember when I commented how quiet it was on a few walks a while back. Well today was NOT quiet. In fact, there is one area where there is a line of what I think are Poplar Trees. When the wind whips through them the noise is deafening.
By the time I got home, between the noise, bugs, tree bombs and just general feeling of tiredness I thought about the battle zone it was out there today. Just a mess. In fact, because ground foliage is dying off I can also see litter left by others. And I even saw the half empty bottle of Gatorade from weeks ago. Don't forget about the giant mushrooms. Booby traps, I'm sure of it. Just when you think its safe they are the probably the poisonous kind.
Today's walk was exhausting, for many reasons. Life is kind of like that. You barely can make it through one day without having to dodge this or run from that. But you know what? When it is all over and you made it through, remember the words of Coach Lombardi, "It does not matter how many times you get knocked down, but how many times you get up."
WELCOME!
T - i - double G - grrrr
September 30, 2007
September 29, 2007
Its ball, its a balloon, no its its....
It's a mushroom!Today on our walk we saw this white ball on the ground back in the wooded area. We went to investigate thinking it might be a ball or balloon with a message. As we got close we saw it was neither and that there were others back there. It is a "puffball mushroom". Apparently edible while young (white). But you have to be careful because it might be one of two other types of similar looking mushrooms, both are poisonous. We left it where we found it, but I am tempted to go back and bring it home to cook it up!
Also, this time of year the grasshoppers are BIG and everywhere. I think I should get extra credit for this walk because you have to burn more calories when your screaming and jumping around. Not a pretty site I'm sure but Gary had fun laughing at me.
September 23, 2007
Detour
On a recent trip to Wisconsin we were challenged by a number of detours. It is typically a 9 hour drive for us but on the way to Wisconsin the major highway we were on was shut down due to an earlier accident that left a chemical spill requiring haz-mat cleanup. At the time we did not know the reason for the highway being shut down. All we knew was that the road we needed to travel down was closed. Now, we joined thousands of other cars and trucks on a 2 hour detour through the great Midwest. It would have been easy to get mad as we sat for 15 minutes and then got to roll along at 15 mph for 3 minutes only to sit again for 15 minutes, for miles and miles. I watched as cars left the designated detour to try and find a quicker way, only to see them later coming off a dirt road to join us almost at the exact spot they had been before they left the group. In one case, a car that earlier had cut me off, actually ended up behind me. That was sweet.
Then there were cars that seemed to just give up and go back the way they came. Their anger was evident by the way they spun their tires once they had turned their cars around. I felt sorry for cars with kids or full bladders as the only place to go while on this particular detour was into a corn field, which we saw a few brave souls do. Gary and I just did our best to make the most of this extra time together. We got the camera out and starting taking pictures of cornstalks and barns. I wondered if
I could walk to the other cars and try to sell t
he bottled water we had with us. Or, I still had some Honey Comb cereal left that I was snacking on that might bring in a little money. We did neither as each time I thought about it we got to move the car a little farther down the road. We were thankful that it is 2007 and we have cell phones. We were able to call the people waiting for our arrival and let them know to eat without us. Eventually we were routed back to the main road, past the spill, and able to continue on our trip.
A short 2 hour detour, but we choose to make the best of it.
While in Milwaukee, searching for our hotel, and the Wisconsin Club where the wedding reception would be, we ran into more detours. Not your typical detour as the roads were not closed. But every road (and that is not an exaggeration) had construction of some type and lanes shifting back and forth to each side of the road. Many times the way we needed to turn was not available due to the road construction and so we explored areas of the city we might not have seen otherwise. I started to feel like a UPS driver since every intersection had a NO LEFT TURN sign on it. I had heard that UPS drivers try to get to every destination by making right turns only because it saves gas and time. It must be an acquired skill because I did neither.
Finally, time to go home. We choose a new route as we didn't have much luck with the normal one on the way to Wisconsin. We also wanted to do some sightseeing and felt we could accomplish both. We made our plan, content in the exploring that we were eagerly anticipating. Then the unexpected, AGAIN, the road we had chosen, "CLOSED" with a detour. We laughed as this detour took us through farm country one more time. For a time, we wondered if we would end up back where we had started. This time, since we had taken the road less traveled, there were not thousands of others stuck with us. In fact, we were quite alone out there and when miles went by without a detour sign we wondered if someone had forgotten to put up a sign or two. But we had faith, and endured. Eventually, the detour turned west again and then back to the highway we had started on.
Another detour, a little lonelier than the first one but no less interesting and we got a good laugh out of it.
Happy to be on the highway and once again going 65 mph we were feeling quite proud of ourselves for finding this new way back to Kansas. But the highway we were on became a county road and then a main street through Madison Wisconsin. This detour was unexpected but not one forced upon us. This time we accidentally caused our own detour by selecting a road that would not stay a main highway. Madison, if you've never been there, is a maze of streets that go in various directions, rarely straight and every road leads to the center of the city where the S
tate Capitol is. Then you have to go around the Capitol and hope to
find the road you were on. And if you make even the smallest mistake you could be lost on the streets of Madison for hours, retracing your steps, getting no where, but still running out of gas. I did my best to guess if I was on the road I wanted to be on and eventually I had to admit to Gary that I had no clue where we were. I had been doing good until we got too close to the college. There was a football game that day, which we had suspected would be the case when we saw a blimp floating over the city. Now I'm on these crazy streets with even crazier people, all dressed in red, walking anywhere they wanted. It was about 1:00 PM and kickoff wouldn't be for another SIX HOURS! That didn't hold off the partying and the narrow city streets were even more narrow as cars parked anywhere they wanted to. It is no wonder I somehow got off the road I was supposed to be on. It is a little hard to read street signs when trying not to run over crazed football fans already drinking and having a good time, while also trying to avoid hitting cars parked on what should have been lanes for the road.
So, now at each intersection I ask Gary "which way do you think we should go"? If it matched what I was thinking I'd turn that way with no regrets. If it didn't match what I was thinking I'd turn the way I was thinking anyway and hope my internal GPS unit was working. I had just stated that as soon as I could find a gas station we would stop and see if we could figure out where we were when it looked like a main road was up ahead. As we reached the intersection we wondered what road it was, no road sign, another Madison joy. So I turned left and hoped for the best. About one block down the road we learned we were actually on the right highway again and that we were even going the right direction!
This detour was again interesting and filled with different adventures than the previous ones. We lost about an hour but boy did we get to see some interesting things!
Now back on the highway, with about 8 hours left until we got home, we knew it would be dark before we got out of Iowa. We try to drive during day hours only as we feel that is safer and it is less likely I'll get tired. But an hour out of Des Moines was too close to home to give up and find a hotel for the night so we forged ahead. There was a bright moon which made the night not so dark. It also helped a bit when there was a deer too close for comfort. Clear skies meant beautiful stars and all seemed beauty was all around us.
The drive from Kansas to Wisconsin is one we've made dozens of times. Typically we take the same route since we know it so well and have it timed out perfectly. But this trip was different, the entire trip was a bit of a "detour" for us. Including spending a night at a nice hotel in downtown Milwaukee. We lived there for years and that was a first. It was after midnight when we finally rolled into our garage. Later, as I lay in bed drifting off to sleep I reflected on our many detours and fell asleep with a smile on my face and joy in my heart.
Detours can be unexpected, planned, burdensome, difficult, long, surprising, beautiful and many other things. Life will give us detours, we can count on it, even if we can't plan for it. The trick is to take each detour as it comes and ask yourself, "What is God is showing me today"? Then, instead of avoiding the detour, or trying to find a way around it, just explore it! You never know what it will bring or where you will end up when on the other side of it.
Then there were cars that seemed to just give up and go back the way they came. Their anger was evident by the way they spun their tires once they had turned their cars around. I felt sorry for cars with kids or full bladders as the only place to go while on this particular detour was into a corn field, which we saw a few brave souls do. Gary and I just did our best to make the most of this extra time together. We got the camera out and starting taking pictures of cornstalks and barns. I wondered if
I could walk to the other cars and try to sell t
he bottled water we had with us. Or, I still had some Honey Comb cereal left that I was snacking on that might bring in a little money. We did neither as each time I thought about it we got to move the car a little farther down the road. We were thankful that it is 2007 and we have cell phones. We were able to call the people waiting for our arrival and let them know to eat without us. Eventually we were routed back to the main road, past the spill, and able to continue on our trip.A short 2 hour detour, but we choose to make the best of it.
While in Milwaukee, searching for our hotel, and the Wisconsin Club where the wedding reception would be, we ran into more detours. Not your typical detour as the roads were not closed. But every road (and that is not an exaggeration) had construction of some type and lanes shifting back and forth to each side of the road. Many times the way we needed to turn was not available due to the road construction and so we explored areas of the city we might not have seen otherwise. I started to feel like a UPS driver since every intersection had a NO LEFT TURN sign on it. I had heard that UPS drivers try to get to every destination by making right turns only because it saves gas and time. It must be an acquired skill because I did neither.
Finally, time to go home. We choose a new route as we didn't have much luck with the normal one on the way to Wisconsin. We also wanted to do some sightseeing and felt we could accomplish both. We made our plan, content in the exploring that we were eagerly anticipating. Then the unexpected, AGAIN, the road we had chosen, "CLOSED" with a detour. We laughed as this detour took us through farm country one more time. For a time, we wondered if we would end up back where we had started. This time, since we had taken the road less traveled, there were not thousands of others stuck with us. In fact, we were quite alone out there and when miles went by without a detour sign we wondered if someone had forgotten to put up a sign or two. But we had faith, and endured. Eventually, the detour turned west again and then back to the highway we had started on.
Another detour, a little lonelier than the first one but no less interesting and we got a good laugh out of it.
Happy to be on the highway and once again going 65 mph we were feeling quite proud of ourselves for finding this new way back to Kansas. But the highway we were on became a county road and then a main street through Madison Wisconsin. This detour was unexpected but not one forced upon us. This time we accidentally caused our own detour by selecting a road that would not stay a main highway. Madison, if you've never been there, is a maze of streets that go in various directions, rarely straight and every road leads to the center of the city where the S
tate Capitol is. Then you have to go around the Capitol and hope to
find the road you were on. And if you make even the smallest mistake you could be lost on the streets of Madison for hours, retracing your steps, getting no where, but still running out of gas. I did my best to guess if I was on the road I wanted to be on and eventually I had to admit to Gary that I had no clue where we were. I had been doing good until we got too close to the college. There was a football game that day, which we had suspected would be the case when we saw a blimp floating over the city. Now I'm on these crazy streets with even crazier people, all dressed in red, walking anywhere they wanted. It was about 1:00 PM and kickoff wouldn't be for another SIX HOURS! That didn't hold off the partying and the narrow city streets were even more narrow as cars parked anywhere they wanted to. It is no wonder I somehow got off the road I was supposed to be on. It is a little hard to read street signs when trying not to run over crazed football fans already drinking and having a good time, while also trying to avoid hitting cars parked on what should have been lanes for the road.So, now at each intersection I ask Gary "which way do you think we should go"? If it matched what I was thinking I'd turn that way with no regrets. If it didn't match what I was thinking I'd turn the way I was thinking anyway and hope my internal GPS unit was working. I had just stated that as soon as I could find a gas station we would stop and see if we could figure out where we were when it looked like a main road was up ahead. As we reached the intersection we wondered what road it was, no road sign, another Madison joy. So I turned left and hoped for the best. About one block down the road we learned we were actually on the right highway again and that we were even going the right direction!
This detour was again interesting and filled with different adventures than the previous ones. We lost about an hour but boy did we get to see some interesting things!
Now back on the highway, with about 8 hours left until we got home, we knew it would be dark before we got out of Iowa. We try to drive during day hours only as we feel that is safer and it is less likely I'll get tired. But an hour out of Des Moines was too close to home to give up and find a hotel for the night so we forged ahead. There was a bright moon which made the night not so dark. It also helped a bit when there was a deer too close for comfort. Clear skies meant beautiful stars and all seemed beauty was all around us.
The drive from Kansas to Wisconsin is one we've made dozens of times. Typically we take the same route since we know it so well and have it timed out perfectly. But this trip was different, the entire trip was a bit of a "detour" for us. Including spending a night at a nice hotel in downtown Milwaukee. We lived there for years and that was a first. It was after midnight when we finally rolled into our garage. Later, as I lay in bed drifting off to sleep I reflected on our many detours and fell asleep with a smile on my face and joy in my heart.
Detours can be unexpected, planned, burdensome, difficult, long, surprising, beautiful and many other things. Life will give us detours, we can count on it, even if we can't plan for it. The trick is to take each detour as it comes and ask yourself, "What is God is showing me today"? Then, instead of avoiding the detour, or trying to find a way around it, just explore it! You never know what it will bring or where you will end up when on the other side of it.
May all your detours be adventuresome.
May you make new friends and see new things with each one.
And may God protect you and guide you as you go through life's detours.
May you make new friends and see new things with each one.
And may God protect you and guide you as you go through life's detours.
September 18, 2007
Crazy
So it has been very crazy busy for me lately. I know, what's new. Nothing really, I guess I enjoy it. I'm looking forward to this weekend though. We are going to WI for a wedding. I'm hoping the tree colors will already be beautiful. I can't wait to get in the car and drive for nine hours. I so enjoy it. Some days I feel like it would be fun to just get in the car and start driving. Anywhere, any direction. Drive until I run out of gas, fill the tank, pick a new direction and drive some more. Crazy huh?
There is something about me on the road that is therapeutic. I don't get bored or sleepy. I see beauty in the most unexpected things and love to be in a place I've never been before. That won't happen on this trip as I could do the drive from KS to WI and back with my eyes shut. I know exactly how far a tank a gas takes me and exactly where I'll be in one hour, 4 hours, 6.25 hours.
The wedding is in Milwaukee and we are looking forward to spending the night downtown. We plan to spend the next day visiting the lake front (Lake Michigan for those that geographically challenged) and going to places we went to when we were dating. It should be fun. We don't have plans for exactly when we will head back home. We're going to decide that at the last minute. So who knows what exciting things will happen?
And yes, I'm taking my camera!!
There is something about me on the road that is therapeutic. I don't get bored or sleepy. I see beauty in the most unexpected things and love to be in a place I've never been before. That won't happen on this trip as I could do the drive from KS to WI and back with my eyes shut. I know exactly how far a tank a gas takes me and exactly where I'll be in one hour, 4 hours, 6.25 hours.
The wedding is in Milwaukee and we are looking forward to spending the night downtown. We plan to spend the next day visiting the lake front (Lake Michigan for those that geographically challenged) and going to places we went to when we were dating. It should be fun. We don't have plans for exactly when we will head back home. We're going to decide that at the last minute. So who knows what exciting things will happen?
And yes, I'm taking my camera!!
September 14, 2007
Time Warp
Gary and I went for a walk today. It is about 72 degrees. BEAUTIFUL! After all those walks with 100 degree type weather it kinda felt a bit cool. But I liked it and so did Gary.
The dragonflies were in abundance and feasting on something we couldn't see. Then there was this one spot on the path were hundreds (or more) red ants were marching across it. Not the tiny little red ants either, these were big like a typical black ant. They looked mad about something so we didn't stay there long.
A little later there was this moment where it seemed like we could have been looking back through time at ourselves. We were coming back through the park area behind the school and there was a family playing baseball together. Mom, Dad, Brother, Sister. Brother looked older, maybe 8, and was at bat. Dad was pitching to him. Mom and Sister who looked 2-3 years younger than brother were waiting for him to hit a ball they could chase. It was like 20 years disappeared and we were staring at ourselves. Memories flooded back and I wondered if Mom and Dad knew we were even there. And if they saw us did they know that they were looking into the future where one day those two sweet kids would be off somewhere making their own lives and it would be just the two of them walking together with just their memories. Very surreal.
Gary and I reminisced more as we walked and then we were passing the tennis courts. A car pulled up and out popped Mom and Daughter with there tennis rackets and tennis balls in hand. TIME WARP. I watched the two of them head into the tennis court. Daughter looked to be about 10 years old and was smiling with excitement at getting to spend this quality time with Mom. I remembered the many hours Kelly and I logged on the tennis courts in Genesee Depot. Never really knowing exactly how to play but having a great time and often laughing so hard that we couldn't even hit the ball. Our counting at one point was only in Spanish (and didn't follow tennis rules) as she worked to learn new words for school. Again, as I watched the Mom and Daughter on the court I was passing, time seemed to disappear. What was years ago seemed like it could've been yesterday.
For a moment I thought I was going to be very sad because things are not as they once were. But I looked over at my husband walking next to me, his hair grayer than it was back then and knew all is as it should be. Life goes on, children grow, they begin their own lives. Ours doesn't stop, it gets better. I love my life right now, I don't want to waste one minute of it wishing it was different or that I could go back in time. No, I want to cherish those memories and enjoy them when they pop up but I want to be actively making new memories with this man God has given me. New memories that we'll look back at twenty years from now and just smile.
Now heading back to our apartment I notice a couple in their 70's sitting on their patio enjoying the cooler air and sipping coffee. I can see them talking and wonder if they notice us. Are they remembering back to their 50's and thinking about what they were doing back then?
The dragonflies were in abundance and feasting on something we couldn't see. Then there was this one spot on the path were hundreds (or more) red ants were marching across it. Not the tiny little red ants either, these were big like a typical black ant. They looked mad about something so we didn't stay there long.
A little later there was this moment where it seemed like we could have been looking back through time at ourselves. We were coming back through the park area behind the school and there was a family playing baseball together. Mom, Dad, Brother, Sister. Brother looked older, maybe 8, and was at bat. Dad was pitching to him. Mom and Sister who looked 2-3 years younger than brother were waiting for him to hit a ball they could chase. It was like 20 years disappeared and we were staring at ourselves. Memories flooded back and I wondered if Mom and Dad knew we were even there. And if they saw us did they know that they were looking into the future where one day those two sweet kids would be off somewhere making their own lives and it would be just the two of them walking together with just their memories. Very surreal.
Gary and I reminisced more as we walked and then we were passing the tennis courts. A car pulled up and out popped Mom and Daughter with there tennis rackets and tennis balls in hand. TIME WARP. I watched the two of them head into the tennis court. Daughter looked to be about 10 years old and was smiling with excitement at getting to spend this quality time with Mom. I remembered the many hours Kelly and I logged on the tennis courts in Genesee Depot. Never really knowing exactly how to play but having a great time and often laughing so hard that we couldn't even hit the ball. Our counting at one point was only in Spanish (and didn't follow tennis rules) as she worked to learn new words for school. Again, as I watched the Mom and Daughter on the court I was passing, time seemed to disappear. What was years ago seemed like it could've been yesterday.
For a moment I thought I was going to be very sad because things are not as they once were. But I looked over at my husband walking next to me, his hair grayer than it was back then and knew all is as it should be. Life goes on, children grow, they begin their own lives. Ours doesn't stop, it gets better. I love my life right now, I don't want to waste one minute of it wishing it was different or that I could go back in time. No, I want to cherish those memories and enjoy them when they pop up but I want to be actively making new memories with this man God has given me. New memories that we'll look back at twenty years from now and just smile.
Now heading back to our apartment I notice a couple in their 70's sitting on their patio enjoying the cooler air and sipping coffee. I can see them talking and wonder if they notice us. Are they remembering back to their 50's and thinking about what they were doing back then?
September 12, 2007
Exhaustion
At the end of this day my exhaustion is complete.
Getting through the last twelve hours...a daunting feat.
Yet, my eyes turn toward heaven and I wonder one thing.
Did God see my deeds and was He pleased?
I pray each word has honored Him.
I pray I loved well and this day is a win.
I pray that God's name was glorified.
I pray for peaceful sleep, under His watchful eye.
AMEN
Getting through the last twelve hours...a daunting feat.
Yet, my eyes turn toward heaven and I wonder one thing.
Did God see my deeds and was He pleased?
I pray each word has honored Him.
I pray I loved well and this day is a win.
I pray that God's name was glorified.
I pray for peaceful sleep, under His watchful eye.
AMEN
September 10, 2007
September 7, 2007
Punishment
People's perception of God is always interesting to me. I meet so many people from all different walks of life and when we get into God discussions I am amazed at how little people actually really know about Him. Most of them have no idea where they even got their information. They rarely, if ever, go to church, or maybe went as a child; they don't listen to Christian radio; many don't have a Bible and most who do have NEVER read it for themselves. After they think about it for a while they usually answer my question with something like, "Well, I guess I learned it from my parents" or "I think there used to be song on the radio in the '70's that said something about God and a Mrs. Robinson" or "Some of the sitcoms I watch on TV have skits about God now and then" and my favorite, "Oh I saw something on one of those news shows that told me that."
Mostly this breaks my heart because often their understanding of God does not remotely resemble what the Bible clearly teaches us about Him. Don't get me wrong, I don't think my finite mind has the capacity to fully understand an infinite God; but I do believe it is capable of understanding what He has revealed about Himself in the Bible.
Since I've been in a healing ministry (13 years now) and meeting with those who believe they have done the "unforgivable" sin, this key point of knowing who God is critical. These wounded individuals often say they have lived for years, even decades, always waiting for and fearful of God's punishment. Typically I spend a lot of time working with them to show them, from the Bible, who God is. I tell them that God is not sitting in Heaven waiting to "lower the boom on them" but that in fact He is there waiting to love them, waiting for them to run to him. The problem is they are so busy running away from God they can't accept that He even wants anything to do with them. They have forgotten how much He loves them, or perhaps they never knew.
Today, while praying, I was reading through Scripture and came across an interesting verse in Isaiah. It was one of the moments where the words seemed to jump right off the page. I read them over and over again and just meditated on the meaning behind them. I am compelled to share that verse with you now:
Isaiah 53:5
But He was wounded for the wrong we did. The punishment, which made us well, was given to him, and we are healed because of His wounds.
Wow. God is not waiting to punish us and He already has proven His love to us by sending His one and only Son to take the punishment for us. "It is finished." What more can we do? Accept His love, accept His forgiveness and live as one who has been forgiven and is healed from all sin!
Mostly this breaks my heart because often their understanding of God does not remotely resemble what the Bible clearly teaches us about Him. Don't get me wrong, I don't think my finite mind has the capacity to fully understand an infinite God; but I do believe it is capable of understanding what He has revealed about Himself in the Bible.
Since I've been in a healing ministry (13 years now) and meeting with those who believe they have done the "unforgivable" sin, this key point of knowing who God is critical. These wounded individuals often say they have lived for years, even decades, always waiting for and fearful of God's punishment. Typically I spend a lot of time working with them to show them, from the Bible, who God is. I tell them that God is not sitting in Heaven waiting to "lower the boom on them" but that in fact He is there waiting to love them, waiting for them to run to him. The problem is they are so busy running away from God they can't accept that He even wants anything to do with them. They have forgotten how much He loves them, or perhaps they never knew.
Today, while praying, I was reading through Scripture and came across an interesting verse in Isaiah. It was one of the moments where the words seemed to jump right off the page. I read them over and over again and just meditated on the meaning behind them. I am compelled to share that verse with you now:
Isaiah 53:5
But He
Wow. God is not waiting to punish us and He already has proven His love to us by sending His one and only Son to take the punishment for us. "It is finished." What more can we do? Accept His love, accept His forgiveness and live as one who has been forgiven and is healed from all sin!
September 5, 2007
Cable update
Well the guy came today to "fix" the cable problem. He did eventually figure out how to activate it. However, he had no clue how to make it just give us the "lifeline" basic. He is going to send someone else next week to figure it out. So for now, we have "regular" basic which gives us 77 instead of 18 channels. We'll enjoy it for a week because I'm sure when they come to "correct" it next week that there will be a new problem.
Anyway, I looked to see what is on since I have 77 channels tonight and guess what? Nothing I like. CSI reruns seem to be on half a dozen channels but I'm sure we've seen them all. I guess this is why I'm not willing to pay $42 a month!
Anyway, I looked to see what is on since I have 77 channels tonight and guess what? Nothing I like. CSI reruns seem to be on half a dozen channels but I'm sure we've seen them all. I guess this is why I'm not willing to pay $42 a month!
September 2, 2007
Brothers
We had a great time with Steve and Mary when they were here. It was a lot of fun. I haven't heard Gary laugh that much in a long time. The visit with his brother was good for his soul. However, the weekend went too fast but we made some great memories.
The Gracetones (Gary's band) had a concert for ISI (International Students Inc.) and Steve sat in and sang on a few songs. Mary and I watched and enjoyed. It was outdoors and I only ended up with three mosquito bites. This was the welcome to International students on the UMKC campus. The best picture I have of Gary and Steve is from practice at the church the night before. Here you go:
It was a little humid out and as the sun went down it got more comfortable and God provided a beautiful sky with a big moon that was awesome. I took a picture and was very surprised how well it turned out!
Sunday we went out for breakfast and them shared some fun time together at one of Gary and my favorite shopping areas. Then the sad goodbyes and they were on their way back home!
The Gracetones (Gary's band) had a concert for ISI (International Students Inc.) and Steve sat in and sang on a few songs. Mary and I watched and enjoyed. It was outdoors and I only ended up with three mosquito bites. This was the welcome to International students on the UMKC campus. The best picture I have of Gary and Steve is from practice at the church the night before. Here you go:
It was a little humid out and as the sun went down it got more comfortable and God provided a beautiful sky with a big moon that was awesome. I took a picture and was very surprised how well it turned out!
Sunday we went out for breakfast and them shared some fun time together at one of Gary and my favorite shopping areas. Then the sad goodbyes and they were on their way back home!WE MISS YOU ALREADY!
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