tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68708322011-04-21T22:30:12.849-04:00The stories and people who bring joy to my life.Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comBlogger2441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1126968850503696282005-09-17T10:48:00.000-04:002005-09-17T10:54:10.510-04:00

My blog has moved. Please visit oldcomfyshoes.blogspot.com for more "Old, comfy shoes" fun!Enjoy!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1126833470649021342005-09-15T21:13:00.000-04:002005-09-15T21:17:50.653-04:00

"A friend of mine, a young pastor who recently started a church, talks to me from time to time about the new face of church in America - about the postmodern church. He says the new church will be different from the old one, that we will be relevant to culture and the human struggle. I don't think any church has ever been relevant to culture, to the human struggle, unless it believed in Jesus and

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1126325034334353472005-09-10T00:01:00.000-04:002005-09-10T00:03:54.340-04:00

We are going through resumes at work and we got one that said something like this:Lifeguard - Summer 2002- Saved around 6 people.Did they not know if they all made it or did they just lose count? Either way it made me laugh.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1126214366552906372005-09-08T17:10:00.000-04:002005-09-08T17:20:39.676-04:00

I have to quit my job. I love my job, but I have to quit. I just can't handle my officemate and me dressing the same anymore.Stephen and I's clothes matched for 1 1/2 weeks straight (his were obviously more masculine than mine, but we matched none-the-less). He swore he just picked his clothes at random, same thing I did, but I think he was stalking me. He had to have been hiding in my bushes

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1126008076919759552005-09-06T07:59:00.000-04:002005-09-06T08:04:59.783-04:00

Does anyone else think this picture is creepy? I think it looks like a still from a scary movie. One where I die.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1125946846751038322005-09-05T14:40:00.000-04:002005-09-05T15:00:46.760-04:00

Yesterday my family, my aunt and uncle and my cousin and her family all met at my Mamaw's house to clean out her barn. I don't think this barn had been cleaned out in like 50 years. My Papaw worked in the heating and cooling industry and there were all kinds of parts and pieces of equipment in that barn. We threw away a lot of trash and set even more stuff out by the road with a sign marked "free

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1125695453634006552005-09-02T17:03:00.000-04:002005-09-02T17:10:53.640-04:00

It's finally the weekend. I went to work on Wednesday thinking it was Thursday. I was sorely disappointed to find out that I was one day off. There is something about mentally adding a day that just messes up the whole week. So I took some time off of work this week and now the long weekend is here.Ben leaves tomorrow which makes the weekend less than terrific.Such is life. Sad.In other news all

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1125119727784216322005-08-27T01:04:00.000-04:002005-08-27T01:15:27.790-04:00

I had the day off of work today and I spent it hanging out with the homeless people at the library downtown. My intent wasn't to hang out with homeless people, but I think they had the right idea. If I ever become homeless I am surfing the internet at the library.I went to the library today to do some research on downtown before I move there. Here are some of the interesting things I found:

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1125066013434443962005-08-26T10:10:00.000-04:002005-08-26T10:20:13.443-04:00

I realize that this blog has become extremely less interesting this summer. For that I apologize. My life hasn't been very blog worthy lately.Here's an e-mail conversation from my family that exemplifies the nerdiness of my family: Mom: http://dictionary.reference.com/wordoftheday/Lets all subscribe to this and see who can use the day’s word first at the dinner table.Who is in? Dad: I'm in,

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1124602452297755132005-08-21T01:20:00.000-04:002005-08-21T01:34:12.303-04:00

This past week in Huntsville I talked to an interesting engineer from Booz Allen Hamilton. We were all standing around at some reception and were supposed to be networking. Not that I, or any engineer knows how to do that, but that was the point of the reception.So, being true to my extroverted personality, I started talking to this guy standing by himself. It soon became apparent why he was

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1124482430148047052005-08-19T15:57:00.000-04:002005-08-19T16:13:50.166-04:00

This week I was in Huntsville, AL at a conference. It was pretty boring and I didn't meet anyone as interesting as Rocket Man from last year. I did meet an unsung hero from 9/11 but I'll post about him later.On Thursday as I was walking to the convention center dressed in my business clothes, carrying my briefcase in one hand and a Starbuck's coffee in the other, I had an epiphany. I've become

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1123813415981760242005-08-11T22:17:00.000-04:002005-08-11T22:23:35.986-04:00

Because seriously, I have 10.I don't want 10 cats. I really only want 2 and my parents only want 3. But apparently if you don't spay or neuter your cats within a reasonable time frame.... well you get more cats. (Lesson learned.) So anyway, we have 5 cats that gots to go.There are 5 adorable kittens that are looking for a good home.These are the 2 kittens that are ready to go. The other 3 are

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1123550249860004292005-08-08T21:10:00.000-04:002005-08-08T21:19:18.016-04:00

This is from my company picnic and the 100 ft slip-n-slide. Doesn't Ben look bored?

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1123334824125615202005-08-06T09:02:00.000-04:002005-08-07T21:19:32.376-04:00

God has recently been showing me little examples of His holiness compared to our human baseness. And it's blowing me away.We humans, not matter what we do, aren't even coming close to measuring up to God. I mean God's holiness is so pure we physically can't stand in it's presence. If I remember correctly, the Hebrew word for holy means something like "Not like us. Set apart." Isn't it cool that

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1123197582587259032005-08-04T19:18:00.000-04:002005-08-04T19:22:12.043-04:00

Thus says the LORD,"Let not a wise man boast of his wisdom,and let not the mighty man boast of his might,let not a rich man boast of his riches;but let him who boasts boast of this,that he understands and knows Me,that I am the LORD who exercises lovingkindness,justice and righteousness on earth;for I delight in these things,"declares the LORD.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1122688400131892502005-07-29T21:42:00.000-04:002005-07-29T21:53:20.136-04:00

Well it's official. I am a real-live-honest-to-goodness-adult. I started working full-time, got a new desk, ordered business cards and had the "now-that-you-are-working-full-time" talk with my boss. (Which by the way went really well. I'll be focusing on program management, product development and business development. Doesn't that sound so important? I wish I knew what I was doing!)Tonight, as

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1122481052725276282005-07-27T12:14:00.000-04:002005-07-27T12:17:32.730-04:00

At a meeting at work today our accountant came in from his smoke break smelling very much like a cigarette. The ironic thing was that he was wearing a t-shirt that read, "Stand Today. Join the fight against tobacco."It made me laugh.

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The village in India that my team worked in was on the Indus River. The Indus River is owned by Pakistan as India and Pakistan set up this agreement that Pakistan would own all the water rights to the Indus River. Which means that India can't do anything with the river without first asking permission from Pakistan. Mexico totally should have done that with the Rio Grande. Anyway, here's a picture

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1122002700730269632005-07-21T23:14:00.000-04:002005-07-21T23:25:00.736-04:00

A house I pass on the way to work got TPed last night (rolled for some of you). That house used to get TPed all the time. Their kids were on the swim team and every night before a swim meet all the team member's houses would get TPed. It turns out that their mom was one of the people TPing the houses. She didn't want her kids to feel left out so she would TP her own house.That's right. Once a

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1121723607763268112005-07-18T17:27:00.000-04:002005-07-18T17:53:27.780-04:00

I learned in India that a lot of things are relative. Like the definition of dirty. I showered 6 times while I was in India; three of those times being in the last 4 days we were there. Yet I wouldn't have considered myself to be extremely dirty because everyone else bathed that often. Something about being in a desert and how getting water to bathe with was a lot of work. My definition of

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1121223779246777702005-07-12T23:00:00.000-04:002005-07-12T23:02:59.250-04:00

If you want to see pictures from the India trip, you can check out our team's on-line photo album. As of right now only some of my pictures are posted but the whole team is supposed to be uploading their pictures too.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1121048589533862622005-07-10T22:15:00.000-04:002005-07-10T22:23:09.540-04:00

So after weeks of no posting I should post a really good story or something. But I'm not going to. India was great, but this whole jet lag thing is killing me. I would be in bed right now, except I am on hold with Delta to see if they found my luggage or not.So the trip to India was good. I saw God do a lot of really cool things. After moving through culture shock, I really began to enjoy

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1118842574708274432005-06-15T09:28:00.000-04:002005-06-15T09:36:14.713-04:00

God continues to rock my socks off. He has provided for this trip to India in amazing ways. Here's a small list of some of the things He has done: All of my funding, to the last dollar, came in the day before I was to turn it in. Some of it came from some very unepexected sources. Miranda and I had no idea how we were going to be able to buy the clothes we needed for this trip. My mom

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1118524601197649032005-06-11T17:10:00.000-04:002005-06-11T17:16:41.203-04:00

Today was the big day. They read my name and some Latin words, I took my envelope, shook the Dean's hand and walked across the arena. I graduated today. Oh it feels so good.For the record the ceremony lasted exactly 2 hours, there were closer to 1,200 people who graduated and Ben didn't cheer for the Ice Cats. Whew!Wow. I graduated today! I'm a grown-up now.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1118407389280721972005-06-10T08:34:00.000-04:002005-06-10T08:43:09.286-04:00

During the summer, my family and I live in our swim suits. We don't have air conditioning and the only way to cool off is to take a dip in the pool.Yesterday, Nate and I were swimming (the water temperature is perfect!) and these two flies found joy in buzzing around our heads and then landing in our hair. It was so annoying.After we got out, Nate grabbed a badminton racket to combat the flies

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1118291371768133142005-06-09T00:26:00.000-04:002005-06-09T00:29:31.773-04:00

Today I took my last final ever. Now all I need to do is walk on Saturday and I am good to go. I will be a college graduate.Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Things have stayed busy and I got sick. Bleh.I am starting to stress about leaving for the mission trip to India in ONE WEEK. I am totally not ready. Please pray for us.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1117822289811562652005-06-03T13:48:00.000-04:002005-06-03T14:11:29.830-04:00

It's time to post another funny story, as it has been a while, but I'm not going to. Maybe you'll get one tomorrow...Instead, let me tell you about where I am living in the fall and why.I'm moving to the ghetto downtown because God has called me there.I've always loved cities and have wanted to live downtown for a long time. I also have a desire to be involved in inner-city ministry. It's not

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1117566068535314062005-05-31T14:37:00.000-04:002005-05-31T15:01:08.566-04:00

Wow. This weekend has been a whirlwind of activity. I think the pace of my life is beginning to pick up and will rush non-stop until I go to India. As long as I get time to hang out with all my friends, I'm ok with that.Some big events happened this weekend: Nate graduated on Saturday. He was homeschooled his whole life. I think it's so neat to watch homeschool graduations; there is just

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1117217381691142182005-05-27T13:59:00.000-04:002005-05-27T14:09:41.696-04:00

My family and I celebrated my birthday last night. I was told that we were going out to eat but when I asked if I could pick where we went, my mom immediately said "no". When she couldn't remember the name of the place we were going to, I knew something was up.My dad tried to cover it by telling me about some friend of theirs who was a chef.... no wait... a caterer. I didn't believe we were going

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1117060028216129352005-05-25T18:17:00.000-04:002005-05-25T18:27:08.220-04:00

Matt lives in a town that requires its citizens to keep their grass height below 7 inches. If you don't the city will mow it for you and charge you for the cost. What a nice city. Matt wasn't home when Ben and I showed up last night and his grass was definitely over 7 inches high. We decided to leave him a note from the city about his grass. On a scrap piece of paper I wrote this note:Dear

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1116871899674140472005-05-23T13:56:00.000-04:002005-05-23T14:12:57.246-04:00

My birthday was interesting. I spent a little more time than I had planned in airplanes due to bad weather in Atlanta and a medical emergency on our plane. But we made it.Amy was a beautiful bride and the wedding went very, very well. It was a simple wedding, but still a lot of work. I think it convinced me to elope and have a cook-out in my backyard for a reception. Umm.. actually...Forget the

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1116561819284661512005-05-20T00:04:00.000-04:002005-05-20T00:05:16.786-04:00

Tomorrow I turn twenty-two. By the time I post this it will be tomorrow. 22 just seems so old. Older than turning 20 seemed and I freaked out when I turned 20. I'll have a college degree soon and I'll be 22. I'm almost dead.Not really. I like being my age. I just thought I would know more by now. All I really know is that I don't know anything.I am celebrating my birthday in airports. Tamara and

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1116359618702769242005-05-17T15:37:00.000-04:002005-05-17T20:17:48.026-04:00

I've had some interesting adventures with my car lately.The first one occurred on Friday. I was in a rush to pack for the leadership retreat and almost forgot to pack my deodorant. I grabbed the new stick at the last moment and threw it in my car. I didn't put it in my bag because I figured it would melt in the trunk. However, putting it on the front seat only allowed it to bake in the sun.I came

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1116173058898866062005-05-15T11:39:00.000-04:002005-05-15T13:54:32.606-04:00

Give them fish.A while ago Ben went to seminary and I joked that he seemed lonely and needed fish. He freaked out and threatened to flush any animals that he received. I convinced him that I didn't care and that I was sending him some fish. I sent him goldfish crackers. It made me laugh.A bunch of us were hanging out and I mentioned the fact that Ben needed some fish. Someone had the brilliant

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115915366848649502005-05-12T12:23:00.000-04:002005-05-12T12:29:26.966-04:00

Pat, the president of the company I work for, heard that I would be without medical insurance for my trip to India. (I'm not covered under my parent's once I graduate and not under the company's until I start working full-time.) He came into my office yesterday morning and said:"You won't have health insurance for your trip. That's no good. We need to fix that."So he is having me start full-time

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115777844367965592005-05-10T21:55:00.000-04:002005-05-10T22:17:24.493-04:00

My dad is currently cutting down about 20 trees on our property. He cut about five trees down in the fall. That makes a nice sized patch of cleared land.I asked him why he was cutting these trees down and his response was, "Those trees were blocking my sun at the pool."Yes. They were blocking the sun. At the pool.So they got cut.I find that hilarious.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115675228341943132005-05-09T17:31:00.000-04:002005-05-09T17:47:47.500-04:00

Thanks for all the massive comments. You guys rock my face off.This weekend was great! Tons of fun. Seminary students and karaoke is a hilarious combination!So we had a cat named Fluff. Fluff the girl cat. We had Fluff for over 12 years. She was dumped on our road (we first thought she was a ground hog) and we took her in. She was already fixed when we got her. (Yeah!!! No kittens!) We took her

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115330654968922782005-05-05T17:58:00.000-04:002005-05-06T00:00:43.833-04:00

Yesterday at Swing Dancing I met a new couple. Dan and Lisa. At least that's what I thought their names were.Two seconds after I met them, I introduced them to Rick as Dan and Lisa. Dan looks at me and goes, "My name is Dave.""Oh. Sorry.Lisa speaks up, "My name is Nicki."Yeah it was kind of embarrassing. But it isn't the first time I have renamed people.At least they'll remember me....I'm going

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115238875313884112005-05-04T16:28:00.000-04:002005-05-04T16:35:55.110-04:00

I vacuumed the floor in my office today.That's all I got.Sorry nothing more interesting has happened in my life.Maybe tomorrow.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1115058415992577362005-05-02T14:24:00.000-04:002005-05-02T14:27:54.060-04:00

I bathed you with water and washed the blood from you and put ointments on you. I clothed you with an embroidered dress and put leather sandals on you. I dressed you in fine linen and covered you with costly garments. I adorned you with jewelry: I put bracelets on your arms and a necklace around your neck, and I put a ring on your nose, earrings on your ears and a beautiful crown on your head. So

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114960427468864932005-05-01T11:10:00.000-04:002005-05-01T11:13:47.470-04:00

According to tradition you are supposed to leave May Day gifts on your neighbor's door steps. These gifts could be flowers, cookies or a card.When we were little, all of us kids would put together packages for our neighbors. Now my mom does it. When I move, my neighbors are totally getting May Day gifts.Anyone else out there celebrate May Day this way?

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114887284773466612005-04-30T14:26:00.000-04:002005-04-30T16:18:16.550-04:00

Old, Comfy Shoes is one year old today!In honor of that here are some of my favorite posts from when it first started: The Raccoon Story Glad You Aren't Beautiful It Builds Character He Said What?!?!? The Man of My DreamsThanks for reading my blog!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114745901900745642005-04-28T23:24:00.000-04:002005-04-28T23:38:42.316-04:00

It was the first time that I realized that my little safe suburb community was marred with a dark side. It was a taste of reality. I think it was then that I first thought that being a police officer must be a cool job.It was a sunny day and we were on our way to the baby-sitter's when the brief case flew out of the window of the truck in front of us. We were only about a mile from my house and

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114542799206107032005-04-26T15:12:00.000-04:002005-04-26T15:13:19.206-04:00

My car's mileage just rolled over to 200,000! I love my car.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114539021052172812005-04-26T14:03:00.000-04:002005-04-26T14:11:14.730-04:00

So I think my.... errr...I mean.... my parent's cat is pregnant. While kittens are incredibly cute, I really don't want to have to find homes for them. Plus I am afraid that the kittens will have two heads and 6 legs. All the feral cats around my house are related and there isn't a large gene pool for these cats to draw from.This does solve the problem of what gifts I am giving my friends who are

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114356943922843872005-04-24T11:24:00.000-04:002005-04-24T11:35:43.923-04:00

It turned cold again. I should have expected it. Ohio weather never stays constant. But I was hoping that we had skipped over the rainy, chilly spring and had moved right into the warm, sunny summer. Not so much. Oh well.Yesterday I went to a women's mini-retreat/brunch at my church. I really enjoyed it. I wasn't sure I would. All-girls events either go really well or really horrible. Girls can

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114116035816921252005-04-21T16:40:00.000-04:002005-04-21T17:08:59.123-04:00

It has been a day of Fashion Faux Pas.1. Today as I was walking to class I saw a lady wearing one pink flip-flop and one black clog. I could understand two flip-flops of different colors, but to wear two completely different types of shoes takes talent.2. I noticed that if I wear my hair half back and catch my reflection just right it looks like I have a mullet. That's just cool.3. There was

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1114038659106343182005-04-20T18:55:00.000-04:002005-04-20T19:11:57.643-04:00

I grew up on a small farm and learned a lot of really cool things from it. Here they are in no particular order: Milk a goat Slaughter a chicken Release excess gas in a goat's stomach (Gross!) Bottle feed baby rabbits, cats and goats Give an animal a shot (I'm not very good) Mix cement Tar a basement Birth goats (You really don't have to do anything, just watch. It's sooo cool!)

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1113777157247307122005-04-17T18:16:00.000-04:002005-04-17T18:32:37.250-04:00

I think you can get used to the new look. Aside from a few minor changes it's probably here to stay.This weekend I went on a state-wide campus ministry retreat. It was a good time. We had a great speaker, some good fellowship and a unique service project. But I really don't want to write about those.Instead, I want to write about Miranda tripping over my cell phone charger cord. Normally when

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1113428295112928142005-04-13T17:37:00.000-04:002005-04-13T18:18:22.940-04:00

Don't get to used to the new look it's gonna change... maybe.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1113426403113209982005-04-13T17:06:00.000-04:002005-04-13T17:07:31.593-04:00

Check out my text book. Someone translated some of the words into another language. How cool is that? Anyone know what language that is? Used books are good for this reason....

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1113338443593096832005-04-12T16:21:00.000-04:002005-04-13T23:30:46.006-04:00

Today at work, Stephen and I were talking about girls who date around just because guys will buy them things. Stephen made this comment:"Girls are just black holes that you throw money into. They are a very bad return on investment."I told him I could see him breaking up with a girl because of that. He said he would tell her:"Honey this isn't working. You just don't have a very good return on

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1113171350372411142005-04-10T18:07:00.000-04:002005-04-10T18:16:49.070-04:00

Amberly and I went to Chicago this weekend to visit my friend Chris. It was so very nice to see him and just hang out. I heard some of the most random statements this weekend and I am going to share them with you:"If you and Chris are related you should totally get married!"~ Heather. She and her husband were excited to find out on their wedding day that they were distant cousins."That table got

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1112825845862769172005-04-06T18:10:00.000-04:002005-04-06T18:17:25.863-04:00

Today I learned three very valuable lessons about college that I wish I had known a while ago.It was so beautiful outside today. I really didn't want to go to class, but since there was a chance I wouldn't make it to class on Friday I made myself go. Once I got to school I found out my class had been cancelled for today and Friday.Moral of the story: Skip class. They are going to cancel it

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1112545094480436482005-04-03T12:16:00.000-04:002005-04-03T12:18:14.483-04:00

It came as a whisper. A hushed secret told in shame and concern. She was doubting. A friend of mine was questioning her faith. We were both juniors in High School; old enough to know that good Baptist girls did not doubt. We should be teaching Sunday school classes, not questioning whether or not this whole God and Jesus thing was for real.My time of doubting came a year and a half later, between

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1112393615980228142005-04-01T17:00:00.000-05:002005-04-01T19:00:42.596-05:00

Props must be given to Dawn for correctly diagnosing my itchy eye as NOT pink eye. Which is good since pink eye is almost the same as having the plague (minus the dying). Dawn's also such a cool girl that she threw in information about a parasite that could cause pink eye and a random fact about allergies. Yeah. It was a weird conversation, but that's why I love talking with her, we never have

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1112229999558073562005-03-30T19:39:00.000-05:002005-03-30T19:46:39.560-05:00

I saw the world's longest mullet on Monday. It totally went past the guy's waist.As if I wasn't unmotivated enough for my last quarter check out my classes: Legal Aspects of Managing a Diverse Workforce Employee Relations Public Policy in Business Personal Selling and Sales Management Yeah. I want to skip them already. And it was so nice today, but I went to class.I am already looking

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1112057586673067602005-03-28T19:31:00.000-05:002005-03-28T19:53:06.683-05:00

I was reminded on this trip that prayer is the proper response to any situation. I used to struggle with the command to pray continually. Still do actually, but it's getting easier.On the way down our OLD bus had some electrical problems. It would run, but we were running out of power for out headlights. We prayed and they worked.Each night we had devotions with the kids in different cottages.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1111961861417539522005-03-27T17:03:00.000-05:002005-03-27T17:17:41.420-05:00

DunDunDunDah!!! I'm back!The mission trip was great! We went to Jackson, Mississippi to serve at the Baptist Children's Village. We played with the kids and worked on maintenance projects around their campuses. Hard work, but so rewarding. I'm still processing everything I learned from the trip. It wasn't a life-changing trip, but I did learn some good lessons. More on those later.On Monday night

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1111112110776161882005-03-17T21:05:00.000-05:002005-03-17T21:15:10.776-05:00

Finals are done. Whew.Saturday we leave for my last spring break mission trip. We are going to Mississippi to work in a Children's Home. It should be a stretch for us. I'm a little nervous, but so excited. I can't wait to see what God is going to do.Please pray for us. We will be working with kids who come from home lives that I can not even imagine. We will need to be understanding, flexible and

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110998677795890582005-03-16T17:18:00.000-05:002005-03-16T17:18:59.343-05:00

Professors should not be allowed to putd) Any, or all of the above.as an answer for an exam question.Doesn't that seem like having two or more answers for a question?One more final to go....

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110972313641040682005-03-16T06:23:00.000-05:002005-03-16T06:25:13.643-05:00

Sorry that last post was so whiny. Here's a fun light-hearted web-site of all the dumb laws in my home state. They made me laugh.

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My mom was talking about her Bible study and they are studying Ecclesiastes. It can be a downer book. In her words "It's all vanity anyway!" Not really motivating to strive for a job or a new career.I have to say that I agree with my mom. I look at what I learn in college and it's good, but not important. I mean in the scope of eternity achieving above average returns on your innovative product

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110819687425427792005-03-14T11:59:00.000-05:002005-03-14T12:01:27.426-05:00

Is anyone else upset that Hersey did away with Lemon Jolly Ranchers? I am. Those were good in a lock-up-your-jaw-sort-of-way.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110767555481338112005-03-13T21:09:00.000-05:002005-03-13T21:32:35.483-05:00

So it's finals week and I should be studying. But I'm not. I am completely and 100% unmotivated. I know that this test tomorrow will kick my butt if I don't study, but I don't seem to care. Did I mention I can get B's and C's the rest of college and still graduate with the GPA I want? Not that the A-student inside of me will accept that, I just may start to care after finals. Oh well.I finally

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110582367636862042005-03-11T18:06:00.000-05:002005-03-11T18:29:38.656-05:00

Well The Project is done. And It was a lot of fun. We helped create a Teen Center for the Boys and Girls Club. Tons of work, but God answers prayers and we got all the supplies we needed. Here are some pictures of the room:Before:The room was really drab and not inviting at all!!! We changed that!After: (Sorry some of the pictures are really light. My group member went a little crazy on the

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110339190628630402005-03-08T22:33:00.000-05:002005-03-08T22:45:10.606-05:00

This picture was taken at Halloween in Chicago in an alley. Chris convinced Amberly and I that if we dressed up like Chipotle burritos we would get free burritos. I didn't believe Chris at first. It seemed like a really good way to get us to wrap ourselves in foil and make fools of ourselves. Finally I gave in and we bought some foil.The Chipotle was in the middle of a bunch of clubs in Chicago,

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1110145795750446162005-03-06T22:15:00.000-05:002005-03-06T22:15:22.033-05:00

I don't know about you, but I hate grey areas. I am a black or white person. Give me a yes or no answer. Ambiguity, especially in moral and religious areas, frustrates me.My culture tells me to be tolerant. To be accepting. But to tell you the truth, I can't. I can't be tolerant of grey religious areas. I can't stand it when Christians argue over doctrinal issues. I can't stand it when I don't

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1109977147943329042005-03-04T17:50:00.000-05:002005-03-04T18:32:36.070-05:00

I have a cool God-story.The project with the Boys and Girls center is winding down. As part of our grade we are required to get media coverage of our project. This is hard to do!Three weeks ago I was praying that God would provide some media coverage for us. The NEXT DAY the Daily News called and wanted to do a feature article on our work. They did a phone interview with me and were going to come

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1109823643044706392005-03-02T23:10:00.000-05:002005-03-02T23:20:43.046-05:00

I'm back. I've missed you.The past two weeks have been CRAZY with school and work and friends. Well I guess it is still crazy, but a whole lot less stressful now.Today I want to tell you a story about my cousin and his wife. It happened at our family reunion. Every year my dad's side of the family gets together the first weekend in August to go camping together. I have an extremely goofy family,

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1108598599721543122005-02-16T18:22:00.000-05:002005-02-16T19:03:19.723-05:00

This past weekend some of us went to Florida to visit our friend. Oh it was a wonderful time. It was so nice to see the sun three days in a row - not something I see in winter in Ohio. We got to walk on the beach, see alligators, go to universal studios, laugh until we couldn't breath, bask in the sun and just hang out. No one thing from the trip sticks out to me, except maybe chasing the waves

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1108413417992769432005-02-14T15:34:00.000-05:002005-02-14T15:36:57.993-05:00

As pathetic as this sounds, I am really glad I'm single this Valentine's Day - I have way too much homework to do! I know. I'm a nerd. But I'm ok with that.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107899357085844382005-02-08T16:47:00.000-05:002005-02-08T16:49:17.086-05:00

So I was sitting in class today when it hit me. I forgot to register for classes for next quarter. Registration opened yesterday. I was certain that I had been locked out of my classes and wouldn't be able to graduate. But I wasn't. I took the last spot in one class, but I got in. Whew!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107795938649900142005-02-07T11:54:00.000-05:002005-02-07T12:12:43.710-05:00

This weekend was tons of fun. Friday night we had our first India team meeting. (Have I mentioned I am going to India in the summer? Three weeks showing God's love to children in Delhi - I can't wait!) Anyway, I am really excited about our team - I think we will all get along really well. Ben, a pre-med student, described all of the parasites we could get while we are in India. Extremely gross,

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107387122379391672005-02-03T17:23:00.000-05:002005-02-03T17:24:03.490-05:00

Sudanese Christians have long been persecuted by both their Muslim government and black Muslims from Western Sudan region of Darfur. The government hired Muslims from Darfur to eradicate the Christians in Sudan. For years these Christians have been killed, tortured and raped by their government and fellow citizens. However, the violent government of Sudan has given these Christians the

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107349958557456902005-02-02T07:56:00.000-05:002005-02-02T08:13:11.966-05:00

Mrs. J is one of the neatest ladies I know. We meet regularly to study the Bible and share what God has been teaching us. Even though she is 60 years older than me, the lessons from scripture span all ages. She is a great example of someone who is purposeful in every area of her life. She is in intense pain from knee problems and even though her surgery keeps getting pushed back, she just smiles

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107297987141965022005-02-01T17:44:00.000-05:002005-02-01T17:46:27.140-05:00

A Swing Club is starting at my school! If you go to my school and would like to get involved, here are the details: Swing Club Monday Nights Lessons: 8-9 pm Dance: 9-10:30ish Cost: $5 a quarter (It's so cheap!) I don't know what room it is in yet. If you want more info, contact me and I will get it to you. If this takes off, we are going to host exchanges with other schools and community

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1107023901100930502005-01-29T13:21:00.000-05:002005-01-29T13:38:21.100-05:00

I go to church with a guy who is in the process of selling all of his possessions in preparation of moving to Namibia. He's going to be the project coordinator for a church plant my church is a partner in. I am so very excited for him. It is wonderful to see people leave everything to run where God calls them. The excitement and the fear of leaping in faith into the unknown are eclipsed by the

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106927887857861472005-01-28T10:42:00.000-05:002005-01-28T11:21:37.703-05:00

Remember that group project that I decided was going to run my life? Well it's getting a little easier. It changed from the initial idea of setting up a computer center for a local tutoring program to creating a teen center for the local Boys and Girls Club. We were going to get a TV, VCR, DVD player, paint, etc... to turn one of their rooms into a great place for teens to hang out. Because God

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106627990543024492005-01-24T23:30:00.000-05:002005-01-24T23:39:50.543-05:00

So I had a post about eating green beans with chop sticks and a Chinese women making fun of me but my computer froze and it is gone. No. I'm not re-typing it. Sorry. Instead I just wanted to let you know that It is done! The Talk is finished. The power point is e-mailed, the notes are typed and all that is left to do is practice saying it all. I am speaking at the campus ministry meeting on

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106338988090711142005-01-21T15:19:00.000-05:002005-01-21T15:23:08.090-05:00

The fear of Peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth is called Arachibutyrophobia. The fear of Gravity is Barophobia. The fear of Vegetables is Lachanophobia The most ironic one is the fear of Long words which is Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia. So wrong. You can find more phobias Here.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106279696380952702005-01-20T22:51:00.000-05:002005-01-20T22:54:56.380-05:00

The only thing worse than driving to school in a snow storm with crazy Ohio drivers who enjoy pulling their cars out of ditches is driving to school in the same storm with the same insane drivers only to find out after you got there that your group meeting has been cancelled. AHHHH!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106197029748902592005-01-20T01:01:00.000-05:002005-01-20T08:03:03.786-05:00

Tonight I went swing dancing. In our lesson on Sunday we learned 1/4 of Whitey's Big Apple. Tonight we demonstrated 1/4 of the dance to everyone. I totally butchered it. Counting and stepping and balancing and people watching... ahhhh!!!! It was really fun though and I want to see people do this dance at a competition. I danced with the Apex Guy tonight and in the middle of the dance he asked if

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1106175902197463382005-01-19T17:54:00.000-05:002005-01-19T18:05:02.196-05:00

I was informed that I need to update. I have no interesting news about my current life so I will leave you with this dinner table conversation my family had a while ago: Dad: So what did everyone do today? Nate: I became a girl! Andi: I eloped! Bryan: And I started doing drugs! Dad: Nevermind.... forget I asked..... My family is so funny! The other day Nate and I were ad-libing for soap

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105999962238318142005-01-17T17:02:00.000-05:002005-01-17T18:18:01.600-05:00

They would always start with "Ok, but don't get wet in the creek." We had just finished our school work and had asked if we could go play down by the creek. We soon joined Muskrat, Frog and Fish for a new adventure. This is how Creek Stories always began. My Dad would tell Creek Stories each night before we went to bed. These stories described all of our adventures with our creek friends Muskrat

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105929267951626512005-01-16T21:31:00.000-05:002005-01-16T21:34:27.950-05:00

To prove my point from the last post, I found this article on my business college's web-page: Modified form of “The Apprentice” television show facing College of Business MBA students “The Apprentice” reality television show on the business world is coming to The University’s College of Business, although in a modified form. A Corporation dealing in an automated phone tree service, is funding

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105739723016803202005-01-14T16:40:00.000-05:002005-01-14T16:55:23.016-05:00

I've never seen The Apprentice. I have managed to keep up with the show because EVERYONE AND THEIR MOM TALKS ABOUT IT. We even have discussed it my management classes. As if talking about reality T.V. is just as good as talking about reality. Anyway, I am on The Apprentice. No. Really. I am. It takes the form of business school. The only difference is that I don't get a new wardrobe, there is no

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105707109031893322005-01-14T07:48:00.000-05:002005-01-14T07:52:33.693-05:00

It finally stopped. I wasn't sure it was going to ever end. It rained for almost 2 weeks and I didn't think I could take it anymore. I'm sure all the people whos homes and business are underwater are also glad the rain has stopped. I felt like I was living in Oregon or something. I like rain but it was just too much of a good thing. Now it's cold. The way it should be in the winter.

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105506052156939012005-01-11T23:38:00.000-05:002005-01-12T00:00:52.156-05:00

Thank you all for your wonderful comments from the last post. They made me smile. Tonight I will write about Chickens. Why chickens? you ask. Because chickens are in and of themselves funny. I mean just the thought of a post about chickens cracks me up. Anyway, like any good Midwestern family, we had chickens and goats and sheep and dogs. But the chickens create the best stories. This is

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105164073746893242005-01-08T01:42:00.000-05:002005-01-08T01:02:47.030-05:00

I was thinking today that I know some pretty incredible people. I mean not just average people. But wow-your-socks-off-kind-of-people. They intimidate me and intrigue me. I have one friend who didn't go to college. No. She decided to start lobbying for the persecuted church around the world instead. Yeah, she is currently the Executive Director of Stand Today - an organization that is bringing

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1105052438688344082005-01-06T17:41:00.000-05:002005-01-06T18:01:55.580-05:00

Well classes have started. But I won't bore you with my school woes. Instead I'll tell you about Marty. Marty lives next door and her full name is Martha Washington. Marty used to come over and play with us when we were little. Her favorite thing to join us in was sledding and I can't say that I blame her - we did have a much steeper hill than she did. Marty was a fun playmate. She always had

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1104620978240825102005-01-01T17:54:00.000-05:002005-01-01T18:11:05.490-05:00

I got new tires on my car - and I love them. What a difference they make. I have spent a lot of time recently in my car. Tuesday I went to pick Tamara from the airport and our friend Meik was kind enough to join me. TRAFFIC WAS HORRIBLE. I hate that city. Our timing, however, was perfect and we pulled up just as Tamara walked out. I decided to take the bypass around and avoid the traffic jams

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1104597909091247732005-01-01T11:44:00.000-05:002005-01-01T11:45:09.093-05:00

Happy New Year!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1104436826709473202004-12-30T14:53:00.000-05:002004-12-30T15:01:23.903-05:00

So I am getting braces again. Yes, I am older than 13. And no, apparently 6 years of braces weren't enough. I want more. 6 years of not wearing your retainer however, is enough to negate the previous 6 years in orthodontics. Yes. I had braces or other such orthodontic torture devices in my mouth for 6 years. From age 10 to age 16. I have stubborn teeth. I will only have braces for 6 months and

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1104181957146409562004-12-27T16:00:00.000-05:002004-12-27T16:12:37.146-05:00

This year for Christmas I got "Color Sticks. Soft crayons that are like drawing with lipstick." They are pretty cool but kind of messy for claiming to be "No Mess" art supplies. Every year for Christmas I get crayons. Let me tell you why. On Christmas eve my family all opens one stocking stuffer before we go to bed. One year I opened a box of crayons. I wasn't particularly pleased with this gift

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1103990530616829952004-12-25T11:01:00.000-05:002004-12-25T11:03:00.906-05:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1103866388549776082004-12-24T01:33:00.000-05:002004-12-24T00:34:41.376-05:00

Make your own snowflake

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1103862195922297692004-12-23T22:59:00.000-05:002004-12-23T23:23:15.923-05:00

Now it feels like Christmas. It hadn't before. We were snowed in today and my family spent time together baking and shoveling and watching movies and shoveling and playing games together and shoveling and just relaxing. It is a rare thing for all of us to be home all at the same time. Maybe that's why it hasn't felt like Christmas. This has been the first Christmas that I have worked every day

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1103748184831512892004-12-22T15:39:00.000-05:002004-12-22T15:43:04.833-05:00

As I look at my window I can see my yard covered in 4-5 inches of beautiful snow!!! I love it. Everything gets so quiet and muffled when it snows. The sound of snow crunching under my feet is probably my most favorite sound in the world. Snow slows the world down and covers everything in a beautiful, fluffy layer. I love snow!!! I'm going to go sledding now...

Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532379815893426900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6870832.post-1103692027773691882004-12-22T01:05:00.000-05:002004-12-22T00:08:12.736-05:00

Check out tomorrow's forecast! I am totally going to get to go sledding! Dec 22 Tomorrow Cloudy with snow. Some sleet may mix in. High 34F. Winds N at 5 to 10 mph. Chance of snow 90%. Snow accumulating 4 to 6 inches. Dec 22 Tomorrow Night Cloudy with snow. Low 24F.

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