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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Goals for Life

"When I grow up, I think I may be a maid for President Bush." Katrina. Aged 11.

I told her it was a Noble and Honorable idea.

I was keeping house with the girls for the day while their mommy recovers from a heart infection...

If you've never washed windows and scrubbed floors with Big Band music blaring, you don't know what you've missed. 

 


Friday, March 28, 2008

On a Jet Plane...

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that

I'm almost sick,

kinda past tired,

my clothes smell like chocolate,

and I'm about to head out into the 'wide blue yonder' far away and 'over there,'

but I just felt like I *had* to go into my city

and say

"Good bye."

It's the strangest feeling... I know I have to go. I know this is the right step. But somehow, I feel like when I come back, things won't be quite the same anymore. And so I say,

"Goodbye... I will miss you... I mean, I won't -- But I will."


Sunday, March 23, 2008

At the First Light of Dawn

This morning, I did something totally crazy and random...

I rolled out of bed at 4:45am (after going to bed at 12am. hehe.)

tumbled out the door...



into the cold darkness...



to go the Sunrise Easter Service at the Lincoln Memorial.



I think everyone should go and sing "He is Lord" on the steps on Easter morn, just as the sun is peeking up...



He is Risen!

He is Risen, indeed.


Thursday, March 20, 2008

Something to take into account...

 Let’s say a pastor’s wife tries to match you up with a guy. You’re not really impressed with his slouch, but you know she means well and you decide to give the guy a chance.

You somehow wind up on his team for a group storytelling game. Ok.... We can handle this, right?

As you’re writing the next part of the story for the game, he gets uneasy about the hilarious stories all the other teams keep passing you -- They have firearms mixed in the story lines

Finally, he can't take it anymore and exclaims,

‘We need more gun control!"

The game goes on...

And you proceed with your life, confident that you did not just leave behind a Prince Charming in Disguise.

::edit:: Of course, you can't base relationship decisions on one issue (like, GUNS of all things!).  But I think you, O Gentle Reader, get the idea. If a guy can't appreciate the privilege to keep and bear arms... yeah.


Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Logical Answers

In a Congressional Committeee Meeting:

"But, Congressman, what do you do if there's a terrorist about to detonate a bomb???"

"Why just call Jack Bauer, of course!"

It's always fun when you see bits of fun personality popping up on the otherwise colorless and politically correct World of Washington.



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