Thursday, December 29, 2005

Almost Friday
Joy and I just finished a night ride on Aari and Cole. We had the best time ever. Nothing in the world is better than jumping on a horse in the dark and having to trust it completely not to get you killed. Well...I guess having the horses actually trained would be better....but, you get the point. We did manage to survive despite my "Hey, I have a good idea! Let's ride down the side of the road up on a huge embankment in the dark and dodge the weeds and...hey...what's that dark spot? I hope it isn't a hole. Well, I guess it isn't cause we're still vertical..." genius ideas.

I'll still be calling everybody about Saturday. Just, not yet.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Reach for the sky

I thought I'd show ya'll how cool we are. We went shooting at John and Carroll's house after Christmas to show everybody Mike's new gun. I was a little afraid. It's been awhile since I've shot anything. Something about the fractured shoulder and blown eardrums that just turned me off. This time I was introduced to ear plug things and guns that don't have that mule kick. Lots of fun. Oh, New Year party at my house Saturday night. I'll call everybody.

p.s.- Just ignore the girl in pink. I don't know who she is. She has no idea what she's doing.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

While you were sleeping...Ellie jammed himself in the drawer.

I am writing this post to tell everyone that Ellie just crammed his fat self into the drawer of the computer table and (for several minutes) was unable to unwedge himself. I thought I was gonna have to call the fire department or start hacking the desk up. I'm surprised at how flexible that wad of fur is.

Oh, and Merry Christmas. Thanks for the party Carroll. I brought my mom's cake home and stood over it giving it a "taste test." Then I had to eat some M&M's to make sure they tasted ok too. I don't know why I can't fit into any of my clothes anymore. My dryer must be shrinking everything.

I hope everybody gets everything they want. I want a blue bow on my new horse. Make sure whoever is getting me the horse knows that.

And in closing: Hannah gets Ellie, Carroll gets Peri, Joy gets Aftan, John gets Cedar, Martha gets Holly, and Jimmy gets my fish. If anyone feels left out just let me know. I still have Buzz and the rest of my horses to give away. Oh, Hannah can have Chase to keep Ellie company.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Off Topic.

Not to change the subject or anything...but, Mike went to McDonald's
today and got me a Mr. Tumnus in a Happymeal.
Now, aren't ya'll jealous that Mike isn't your brother-in-law.
How did he do it? I'll never know cause they're still giving out
the Lucy girl. And, today completed my Christmas shopping.
Whew! That was a tough one. I even bought my cats a new litter
box (shhh...don't tell Ellie. It's a surprise) and my fish new gravel
and filters. I'm taking fish bowl cleaner-outer volunteers.

Ok, end of random topic.


Sunday, December 18, 2005


A melody flows from this heart of mine.
A song not of earth, but of glory divine.


Troubles may come
Like a storm upon the sea,
But He who stills the waves
Brings peace today to me.


One Christmas night so long ago
Near Bethlehem, that little town.
That lovely night so long ago
From heaven's glory,
He came down.

-Dr. James T. Johnson

Thursday, December 15, 2005

The Chicken Dance

Once upon a time there was a little red chicken. She lived in a pen at Martha's house with a whole bunch of other chickens. One night Martha forgot to shut her chicken pen which exposed the chickens to all sorts of horrible predators such as trolls, troggles, kerumudgens, and foxes. Well, one morning (very...very early) Martha was awoken by barking puppies. As she went outside to see if Santa Clause had come early she realized that her poor little red chicken was running straight for her. Close behind was a stupid, mean, ugly, probably rabid fox. In a mad panic Martha slammed the door and threw her body against it in an attmept to save herself. Oh, wait. I'm getting my stories crossed. Martha ran and got her husband Mike out of bed and said...and I quote..."Ahh! Hep! There is a fox a-runnin' at me. I'm a-gonna die!" Mike, being the manly man that he is ran to her rescue (not really but after much nagging he finally got up out of bed to take a look). In the end, the chicken was saved (we think cause she kind of ran off). The fox had stuff thrown at him and he decided not to push his luck. He would just wait until the next time the pen was left open. Which, will probably be tonight.


Monday, December 12, 2005

The Infamous Red Scarf
Photos by Zdenek Vavra (
I thought I'd better get this up before Hannah does. Carroll, Hannah, and I went opening night to see "The Chronicles of Narnia". We also met Rich and Lydia. It is now one of my all time favorite movies and will be going to see it at least once more while it's in theaters. No, it isn't identical to "The Lord of the Rings" and the battles scene not quite as spectacular. Nevertheless, I was very impressed by the entire movie...especially the casting. My favorite character was definitely Mr. Tumnus (and he's not Hannah's favorite no matter what she says). The acting was great. Taco Bell after the movie was even better.

P.S-Carroll, you will never escape Children of Dune. Especially now that we know James Mcavoy is in Narnia also.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Pretzels and Mustard

If you haven't seen this movie...go rent it and watch it and then buy it for Rachael. I was seriously skeptical before watching it (yes, eventhough it's Orlando Bloom). Usually movies this size don't end up very well. I think Hannah and I learned from another un-named movie (involving a Trojan horse) that extreme closeups, valiant speeches, and dramatic deaths, absolutely do not make a good run-right-out-and-buy movie. I was completely surprised by this movie, however. Tommy brought it over a few weeks ago and we checked it out. I showed it to my mom later. She loved it too.

Now, it isn't perfect. I'm not ok with some of the scenes and parts could have been left out. The middle half of the movie could be edited out and still watchable. But, I have always wanted to visit the Holy Land and this makes it even harder to not jump a plane. I definitely think the music made the movie. Click here to check out one of the songs. Then click "play entire playlist." It's beautiful.

Well, that concludes my movie review. This is what happens when I'm left unattended at the office...with Twizlers.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Almost The End of the Trail

Whew! That was a close one. Hannah called me in an utter panic last night. I ran to my computer and looked up the trailer of a new movie that comes out in January. As I watched it, I noticed several similarities to our movie "Stainmore" that we (we being Hannah...the dedicated one) are trying to find and agent for. I had a melt down as I tried desparately to think of how this company could have gotten a hold of our script. As I watched it again I began to calm down. I don't think that it is so much like ours that it would completely ruin our chances of ever getting it sold. And the story of this other movie was written forever ago and ours about 2 years ago. But, it definitely was a close call. So, if you watch the movie when it comes out (it's called "Tristan and Isolde") and you think it's good, you will really like our movie...which has more action, fighting, romance, and stuff and I think it would be better. That completes my plug for our movie.

And on a lighter note: Aari kicked me this morning while I was putting on her rain blanket. Not while I was trying to ride her, not while I was giving her shots with the vet, not while I was trying to load her on the trailer, but while I was trying to keep the freezing rain off of her like a good horse owner should. So, John, she's all yours.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

For the Cause


Joy, I dedicate this post to you. I remeber the days of staying up really really...uh...really late and working on exams and papers. But, there is hope! The holidays are fastly approaching. Actually, a little too fast. And, according to the group, we will soon be engaged in pool, eating, movies, and a whole lot of hanging out. You and everyone else in the group still in college are in my thoughts today as you all take your horrible exams. Maybe when it's all over we can have a gigantic everybody unwind night.

P.S.-The Enya post rocked! Don't let the rest of the group sway you. They're just jealous that they don't have all of her cds.

Monday, December 05, 2005

The Grand Finale

Cole turned into this yesterday. I don't think he'll ever speak to me again. I couldn't bathe him before the horse show because it was so cold. Without fail it was 900 degrees at the show and he got all sweaty. So, I brushed him like crazy right before my first class. Apparantly this was the wrong thing to do because he bit me. I guess that means leave me alone and get out of my face. Anyways, he did great. Two second place ribbons...eventhough he wouldn't start cantering until he ran into the wall. I don't know what it is about the horse complex show ring wall that gets him so excited but at least once a year he has to plow into it to keep himself happy. That will end the show season for this year...finally. It's time for little Aari to come out of the pasture and become a useful part of society. Oh, and the reenactment thing went well also. I'm missing fingers and toes on account of the sleet but I guess that happens sometimes. And, Carroll and Joy didn't run away screaming. That's a good sign. Step two: making them camp out with us.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Campaign Time


So, what did everybody think about the Christmas skit last night? In one brief statement I would like to say:

Carroll For President!
-Right after she gets out of migraine rehab.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

When the Rain Comes

"Rain in Sunset" by Picchi Anchise
Reprinted from
I'm selling Cole for $1. I suffered the driving winds and rain to feed him this morning in the hopes that he had not dumped over ALL of his water. And, sure enough. I had to trudge across the road fill up the buckets, wait for traffic to let me back across, and then give him a lecture on why it's bad to dump over his water during a typhoon. Now, I'm soaking wet and nasty. But, my spirit isn't broken. I want to win that stinkin' free horse on Thursday. I'm not sure where I'd put her. Maybe I'll draw John's name for Christmas and he'll mysteriously get a little Arabian in his pasture. Anyways, if anyone wants to volunteer to feed my horses for the rest of my life, I'll have a sign-up sheet ready on Wednesday.

p.s.-Everybody email me your address. It's Christmas card time!!!!

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Just About Right

Happy Thanksgiving to all!! Today was cram-packed with watching Asa see her new home for the first time, getting ready for the family Thanksgiving party tomorrow, and ye ole' farm work. (Farm work includes riding the truck around and putting new bumper stickers on my jeep.) Oh yeah, and fixing the fence. One of my horses somehow snuck under the "dead" part of the electric fence yesterday. In my attempt to run her back under I somehow touched the "live" part of the electric fence. My life flashed before my eyes. No wonder she wouldn't come near it.

Well, I'm off to bed. I have 2 days of non-stop eating to prepare myself for and I want to be well rested. I'll be sure to let ya'll know when the Enya cd comes. If you hear a car drive by your house a bunch of times blasting new age, it's definitely not me.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Paint the Sky with Stars

I thought I would let all of ya'll know that the new Enya cd is out today. Now, I know what you're thinking, "Ahh, I have to leave work and run right out and buy one!!" Even though this is a good idea it might cause you to get fired. And do you want to tell all your friends that you got fired because of Enya? Not so much. So, just go on Amazon and order your little cd there. You know you want to. You know that when you're alone and no one is watching you pop in that Enya cd and hum along. Quit denying it. And if you don't, you better hope I don't draw your name for buying a Christmas present. You'll treasure that Enya gift box set for the rest of your life. If I don't draw your name, consider yourself luck. Really stinkin' lucky. Ok, later. I have to go order my cd now.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Red, White, and Rachael screwed up her alarm clock this morning...

So, this is what I feel like today. I was supposed to be at work at 8:00 and I set my alarm for 7:40. Now, explain to me how this is going to work. Not sure what I was thinking. I had to get up, get dressed (which includes getting my contacts in and my eye looks like someone punched me....don't know what happened there), feed the cats, feed the fish, find lunch, find breakfast, check the dogs water, let the cat back in because he's too cold, let the cat out because he's warmed up, watch the cat sit on the porch and contemplate if he wants to go off the porch or just sit there incase he gets cold again (this is Ellie of course), feed the horses, and eventually...get to work. Not to mention it's -56 degrees. Oh, and my eye is burning. But, I'm not really complaining. I had a great week. I actually rode my horse twice. And, I saw Joy this morning and we were able to talk. So, I'm good.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Remains of the Day

We shall name him Francisco. And he shall live in the woods and hunt cows for the rest of his days. And occasionally scare the living crud out of chili eaters and those who ride on hay bales. He shall open gates behind those who are pulled by a tractor and release the foul black beasts to stampede those who cannot run as fast so that he can steal their smores. Two will be chosen to defeat him. They must leave all weapons behind. There is only a small chance of success. Keep them in your thoughts. And if they aren't back by sun up...feed the smart one's horses for her.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Sleeping in Woods With Spiders

Well, we didn't actually "Rally round the Bonnie flag" this weekend (got stuck being Federal) but a good time was had by all. After dodging ginormous spiders and near catching the poofy dresses on fire incidents we finally made it through 2 days of living in the woods. And yes, cheese and salami can sit out on a plate all day on a warm day and not kill you. The highlight of the event was definitely the dance. Poor Tommy, Mike, and Marshall. I hope you have recovered from me and Amory dragging you all over the place. Especially the hour and a half long, 10,000 people Grand March. Anyway, can't wait till next time.

Oh, and Tommy, if you ever play that snare drum at 6:30 in the morning again I'll poke a hole in it.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

The Aftermath

So, here's the product of the Halloween party at Hannah's. I was a cross between The Old Man of Wandering Mountain/Gandalf/and the guy from Karate Kid. But, I was obviously no match for Fat Elvis and his velcro stomach and patch-o-chest hair. Tommy wins the award for best dressed and most creative dialogue. If I ever hear another Elvis impression again it'll be too soon. My plan to eat only a few carrots and drink water didn't pan out. I hit that snack table like nobody's business. I'm still waiting for my blood sugar to come down. I hope everybody had a good time and maybe next year everybody will be able to come. I think I'll break out "ye ole giraffe costume" from elementary school.

Sunday, October 30, 2005


Now lets all go to Hannah's house and eat some Beaniehalloweenies.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

And Boy, Are Their Arms Tired!

Miranda (Rubberband) and Keithan (He who will make millions) have flown back home with their new cat toy for their child Oscar. What could possibly be better than a big stuffed cat with random dangly things attached that crunches when you walk on it...or...sleep in this case. I think we should take a few notes from this little kitty. He probably needs to go do some things around the house like fold clothes, wash dishes, cook supper. And, what is he doing? Taking a nap. Yes, he knows how to take advantage of the good things in life. Oscar, I salute you.

It was a sunny afternoon when Bob said to George, "Hey, George, why don't we get ourselves 2 horses? We could ride them in the summer and in the winter we could put them in the paddock behind the house." George thought it was a great idea, so the next day they went out and bought themselves 2 horses. They rode them in the summer, but when winter came George got worried. He said "Hey, Bob, how are we going to tell them apart next spring?" Bob said, "Well, I'll shave the mane off mine and you shave the tail off yours." This satisfied George, so he did. The next spring when they went back to get their horses they found the horses' hair had all grown back. Alarmed, George said, "Oh great, now how are we going to tell them apart?" and Bob said, "Well, you can have the black one and I'll take the white one."

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Grey Havens
Pippin: "I didn't think it would end this way..."
Gandalf: "End?"
Gandalf: "No, the journey doesn't end here."
Gandalf: "Death is just another path...One that we all must take."
Gandalf: "The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all change to silver glass..."
Gandalf: "...And then you see it."
Pippin: "What? Gandalf? ...See what?"
Gandalf: "White shores...and beyond."
Gandalf: "The far green country under a swift sunrise."
Pippin: "Well, that isn't so bad."..

Gandalf: "No...No it isn't."

Transcripted by Noora
Return of The King 2003

Friday, October 21, 2005

Darkening Skies

"O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
despair not! For though dark they stand,
all woods there be must end at last,
and see the open sun go past:
the setting sun, the rising sun,
the day's end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail..."
-J.R.R. Tolkein

Thursday, October 20, 2005


How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

-Stuart Townend

Monday, October 17, 2005

Hannah Loves Horse Show Music

The horse show is officially over. And what a good show it was. I didn't even fall off in the canter class. The bad thing was, 2 other people did. I don't think 16 horses in one class all running at the same time is a really great idea. At least no one was hurt. So, the final results:
Friday night: 3rd place out of 16 horses.
5th out of 22.
Saturday day: 1st out of 22.
2nd out of 9
3rd out of a lot.
5th out of a lot more.
3rd in the youth chamionship.
Youth high point winner.
Saturday night: 4th out of 26 in the championship.

Over all, not a bad show. Poor Cole is so worn out. I'm giving him a major vacation. He really deserves one. A big thanks to all my friends who came out Saturday night and cheered for me. I think it got the judges attention...which is a HUGE plus in a class that big. That leaves only one show left this year. Then we can settle down to a winter of fun trails and warm wool blankets.

Rachael's Quote of the Day: "Everybody is somebody else's wierdo."

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

You're On In 3...2...1...

Well, this is it. Just 2 more days until we pack up and head out. What? Am I nervous? Why in the world would I be nervous? I'm only taking my hyperneverpaysattention horse to a horse show, which, includes hundreds of other horses that Cole believes are all there for his personal entertainment. I'm only going to take said horse into the show ring (which will be stuffed with most of the hundreds of horses) and then be politely asked by the ring master to "canter your horse please." As they say about the Bristol race's like trying to fly a jet in a gymnasium. Then, I will put him in a stall (which is not home and he knows it and it will be completely destroyed by morning) and repeat the whole day on Saturday...only with more pressure because it's the championships. So, no worries. I guess most of ya'll will be there. But, if you aren't, fear not, I'll give an update after the show. But right now, I'm going to take my not-so-very-nervous self upstairs and pack my show clothes. Wish me luck!

Rachael's Quote of the Day: "Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
Frank Herbert

Monday, October 10, 2005

Home Again, Home Again

Well, I'm home. And, I'm sitting in front of my computer (listening to Dune-quit laughing Hannah) thinking of something inspired to say...and coming up with nothing. I had a great time at the horse show. I got to see the 2005 World Grand Champion. Actually, the first time I saw him I thought he was a colt someone was leading around. It really made me miss my own horse. I rarely go to shows without dragging him along behind me. I was inspired to come home and ride Cole. If you want to know what it feels like to be mortal, go get on a horse that's been in a stall for a week eating high fat grain on a cold and rainyish day.

Moving on...
This is one of the pictures from Gettysburg the other weekend. We commandeered a camera from one of the guys in the regiment. I have a ton of awesome pictures that I want to post. Hannah, check your email. I'll pass them along to anyone who wants to see them.

Rachael's Quote of the Day: "How much deeper would the ocean be if sponges didn't live there?"
-Steven Wright

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Hit The Road



See Ya'll

Monday, October 03, 2005

To The Fallen

Photo by Oldsoul1864
Photo by

"Far away to the front, I saw the dim outlines of lofty hills, broken rocks, and frightful precepts which resembled Gettysburg. As we advanced further, I found we were fighting that great battle over again and I saw something before me like a thin shadow which I tried to get around and go by. But it kept in front of me and whichever way I turned, it still appeared between me and the enemy. Nobody else seemed to see or notice the shadow which looked as thin as smoke and did not prevent my seeing the enemy distinctly through it. I felt troubled and oppressed but still the shadow went on before me. I pushed forward in the thickest of the fray trying to lose sight of it and went all through the battle of Gettysburg again with this shadow forever before me and between me and the enemy.

And when I came out behind the danger of shot, it spoke to me and said, "I am the angel that protected you. I will never leave nor forsake you."

The surprise was so grest, that I awoke and burst into tears. What had I done that should entitle me to such favor beyond the hundreds of brave and reputed men who had fallen on that day leaving widowed mothers and widowed wives, orphaned children and disconsolate families to mourn their fates?"

Captain Henry T. Owen
Speaking of a dream in a letter to his wife
Six Months after Pickett's Charge
Gettysburg Audio Tour as Read by Wayne Motts
Travelbrains, Inc

For the next few days I'll be posting some of the photos we took at Gettysburg this past weekend. It was my very first visit to the battlefield, and it was a very moving experience. Although we spent nearly 3 days touring the site there was still so much that I wasn't able to see. It would take about a week to get it all in. It was without a doubt one of the best events I've ever been able to attend (4.5 mile walk and all). It was really hard to grasp what actually happened there. The guys in the regiment did an awesome job, especially in the woods (I have pictures) at the 24th Michigan monument. It was erie listening to the reenactors charge through. I guess you just had to be there. One of those things I'll never forget.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

The Donkey Whisperer

(p.s.-pay no attention to the masked man)

Ok, so let me clarify: You give me an entire CD of photos. Then you give me instructions to never photoshop any of them and use them in embarrassing ways. And you expect me to follow your instructions? Well, I didn't do any photoshoping. This is an honest picture. I figured I had to put something really good up since I'll be gone the next couple of days. Cedar and Holly will need to be walked if anyone feels up to it. Yeah, me neither.

If anything good happens ya'll call me. I don't want to be left out.

Rachael's Quote of the Day: "I still say a church steeple with a lightning rod on top shows a lack of confidence."
- Doug MacLeod

Monday, September 26, 2005

Hippopotamic Land Mass

I had a great time last night. Movie night with the group is the greatest. I would just like to say that I hope every girl can find that special guy that would put her out if she got attacked by a flame spud, save her from the lightning sand, and defend her from a giant rodent even without the use of a glue trap. Ladies, he's out there somewhere. You might need a Giant and a Spaniard to find him...but he's out there. And when you do find him you can sing to him that oh-so-famous Storybook Love song from the movie. Here, I will remind you. It is Jesse's favorite and all:
Come my love, I'll tell you a tale
of a boy and girl and their love story
and how he loved her oh, so much,
and all the charms she did possess.

My love is like a storybook story.
But it's as real as the feelings I feel.
My love is like a storybook story.
But it's as real as the feelings I feel;
it's as real as the feelings I feel.

Now this did happen once upon a time
When things were not so complex.
And how he worshipped the ground she walked on.
When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed.

This love was stronger than the powers so dark,
A prince could have within his keeping;
His spells to weave and steal a heart
Within her breast, but only sleeping.

He said, "Don't you know I love you oh, so much,
And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?"
She said, "Don't you know that storybook loves
Always have a happy ending?"

Then he swooped her up, just like in the books,
And on his stallion they rode away.
-Mark Knopfler
What? You don't like that song? Well, get your own then.

Friday, September 23, 2005

You Look Like A Monkey....

And you smell like one toooooo!
P.S.- Pay no attention to the floating spot above your right shoulder. It's perfectly normal.

Happy Birthday Quote for John:"Roses are red, Violets are blue. I'm schizophrenic, and so am I." -Oscar Levant

Monday, September 19, 2005

Sleepy Rach

It's getting late and I'm really tired but I wanted to take a second to update my blog. Congratulations to J&B on their future having of a child. Hurry up 'cause I want to play with him/her right now. I'm so excited about being an aunt. I finally get to be crazy Aunt Rachael. For those few who came over the other night, I guess that'll teach you to watch a movie at my house. Everyone gets the soundtrack for Christmas. We're running out of childhood Rachael movies. I need some suggestions. I guess we can always go back to the Feature Family Films. I think if we combined all of ours we would have about 10 million.

Quote of the Day: "Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too dark to read."
- Groucho Marx

Thursday, September 15, 2005

I Almost Forgot

FYI: Always check your bit before riding your horse. Especially if you plan on going fast. There is a remote possibility that while you are riding a horse through a field that when you pull back on the reins, fully expecting them to work, that your bit can snap in half causing a great deal of panic for you and your horse who doesn't understand why he is turning in circles while his rider is yelling for him to whoa. When you buy a bit, be prepared to spend some money. If you buy a cheap bit, take the money you saved and put it into an account designated for your hospital bills for when the bit breaks. This is a very personal topic considering the traumatic events experienced earlier this week.

Quote of the Day: "I don't know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens."
- E. B. White

Monday, September 12, 2005

A Distant Thunder

"Merciful Father, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few minutes well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said, and have not said; all we ought to have done, and have not done; I pray thee God for forgiveness."
-The 13th Warrior

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Funny (lookin') People

I know this girl who does strange things. This is one of the things that she does.

It got cold tonight. That made me miss the beach. Then I got over it cause I realized (as I drove past the horse complex) that cold weather means State Fair. And State Fair means horse shows, late nights, and lots of food. So, anyone who wants to come ride my horse and get him in shape...come on. Oh, and anyone who wants to work out for can still come on. I have no energy. I suggest a college & career "go to the fair and eat lots of food but don't ride any rides so we don't get sick" night.

Quote of the Day: "Go away...I'm alright."
- H. G. Wells, dying words

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Moving Hearts
The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble. And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, Lord, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
Psalm 9:9&10

The hurricane left a lot of people without hope. If you have been moved by the situation in the south, act on it. Now is a time for giving. Materials and prayers. Both are needed.

Monday, August 29, 2005

Man Hands

Martha just called me from the line at the gas station informing me that tomorrow morning gas prices go up to $3.00 a gallon. So, in light of the fantastic news, I'm looking for volunteers. Who would like to come push me around town tomorrow? I have about a half a tank left . But, after going to work, the post office, the doctor, lunch, the bank, and back to work, I'm gonna have to walk home. Anyways, I'm going to attempt to go to bed early tonight...probly' won't happen though. Oh, for inquiries about the photo I will refer you to Hannah (aka: purple grimace). Brings new meaning to the term "man hands."

Goodnight to all.

"If you can't say anything good about someone, sit right here by me."
- Alice Roosevelt Longworth

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

The Call to Go

Since Bobbie and Jesse will be leaving us soon for the mission field so far away I wanted to post a favorite poem of Jesse. I believe it pretty much sums up how Christians should feel about life...and death. This poem has a way of putting whether we go, or stay, into perspective. Bobbie and Jesse, you will have our prayers and support wherever you go. However, if you chose to stay with us....we won't be sad (selfishly said).

Afraid of what?
To feel the spirit's glad release?
To pass from pain to perfect peace?
The strife and strain of life to cease?
Afraid of that?

Afraid of what?
Afraid to see the Savior's face?
To hear His welcome and to trace the glory,
Glean from wounds of grace?
Afraid of that?

Afraid of what?
A flash, a crash, a pierced heart?
Darkness, light, O heaven's art?
A wound of His a counterpart?
Afraid of that?

Afraid of what?
To enter into heaven's rest,
And yet to serve the Master blessed?
From service good to service best?
Afraid of that?

Afraid of what?
To do by death what life could not?
Baptize with blood a stony plot,
Till souls shall blossom from the spot?
Afraid of that?

-John & Betty Stamm

Sunday, August 14, 2005


Mr. What's His Name

As common as the wayside grass.
As ordinary as the soil.
By the score he daily passes
Going to and from his toil.
Stranger he to wealth or fame.
He is only "What's his name?"

Not for him the glittering glory.
Not for him the places high.
Day by Day the same old story,
Try and fail and fail and try.
Life for him is sometimes dull and tame.
Poor old plodding, "What's his name?"

Tho to someone else the guidon.
Tho but few his worth may know.
On his shoulders rest the burden
Of our progress made so slow.

-James T. Johnson

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Hannah the Troll

Hannah the troll says......."I get the last laugh!!!!"

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Beware The Giant Squid

Hey, remember that time when we all went to the beach but the house was too small for everyone to fit into because we ended up bringing everyone in the church and Martha was freaked out that we would get kicked out and sent home. And then I was so sick that I had to go to urgent care the second day we were there. Oh, and what about the light that blew up and nearly burned the place down. Yeah, I remember that too. So, in remembrance....I am giving you all a little farewell gift...."just a common virus." If you start taking vitamins now you might live through it.

And in closing: I had a great time at the beach. Hope everyone else did too. When can you watch a dramatic Coast Guard rescue while sitting in a lawn chair getting a sun tan. Photos to come (right after I find that roll of film. probably where I put my money case).

"Someday we'll look back on all this and plow into a parked car."

Saturday, July 23, 2005

When Horses Attack

Dedicated to John:

"A lady decides to try horseback riding, even though she has had no lessons or prior experience. She mounts the horse unassisted and the horse immediately springs into motion. It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the lady begins to slip from the saddle. In terror, she grabs for the horse's mane, but cannot seem to get a firm grip. She tries to throw her arms around the horse's neck, but she slides down the side of the horse anyway. The horse gallops along, seemingly ignorant of its slipping rider. Finally, giving up her frail grip, the lady attempts to leap away from the horse and throw herself to safety. Unfortunately, her foot becomes entangled in the stirrup, and she is now at the mercy of the horse's pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground over and over. As her head is battered against the ground, she is mere moments away from unconsciousness when to her great fortune, Bobby, the Wal-Mart greeter, sees her and unplugs the horse.

Thank Goodness for heros."