there is a ton of snow outside, and more coming.
im still sick (someone very brilliant in my mythology class decided she needed 10 attendence points more than she needed to not spread communicable viruses that can last up to 6 weeks… grr.)
the big H is getting sicker by the minute, although im not sure he got what i got, cause he has been puking up neon yellow all day…
and so we are doing what all good folks do when faced with certain destruction. Catching up on our zombie films.
our dear freind peaches recently became an agricultural major at the bigger college in the area (this town’s swarming with them) and thus, she has biology labs. And in one such lab, they were disecting eggs at every stage of gestation (woudl it be gestation in a laid egg? would it be layed…. )-ie, they crack open the egg, let it twitch for a moment, it dies, they cut. (i personally think disecting things to be fascinating) peaches couldnt hack it and had to go out into the hall way several times… on one such occasion, she came back into a chick walking around. This chicken had hatched itself and was healthy and happy-and not a moment too soon. Naturally she called us (she said we were more-chicken-y than her other freind) and after hearing the story, we decided to keep the chicklett, not just foster parent it for the night.
pictures of chicken to come soon, my camera seems to be out of bounds.
lately i go walking, just to watch the cars pass by smile at all the people
i have a love for lobsters. truley. i can be reduced to tears if i go down the wrong isle in the grocery store. i told dereck last night that i would start a lobster rescue misson in our bathroom. and he told me that one by one they would be set free… in his belly!
i have fallen in love with this sweater, and i must have it. now if only i could knit more than pot holder sized squares… but hey, dream big right? this sweater is called cold hands warm heart. notice the tiny red heart over the heart…. sigh.
from kate at zeitgeist
“When I was very young and the urge to be someplace else was on me, I was assured by mature people that maturity would cure this itch. When years described me as mature, the remedy prescribed was middle age. In middle age I was assured that greater age would calm my fever and now that I am fifty-eight perhaps senility will do the job. Nothing has worked.”
Travels with Charley- Steinbeck
lately, i have noticed that Lrd answers my call, and changes my heart. perhaps truley, those who wait on the Lrd begin to feel his heart beating in their own chest, like a giant bird grasped closely in ones hands….
im about to take a shower with my boots on, in an attempt to soften them up. after carrying them around the country for three years, the time has come to either start wearing them or pitch em.
wish me luck
after a long day at church (morning service and koininia) d and i stayed up all night talking about crypto-zoo-ology, and the animals that have been taken back into science. (such as the north american giant ground sloth and the elephant bird )
Being married sometimes is like one long sleep over with your best friend. though i felt guilty, since it’s my job to make d shut up and go to sleep so he isnt exhausted and cutting his fingers off at work… but sometimes its just nice to talk all night.
Woke up to the puppy limping again, but after he wakes up a bit he runs around and chews things up and bounces and barks like a happy dog.. so i’m hoping its just a sprained muscle and nothing serious. But worrying about his pathetic little self did keep me from studying all day as i called all 47 vets in the area. I also called everyone we have ever paid bills to in an attempt to proove d’s credit so we can buy a house.
not that we want to buy a house, but alas, renting is dumb and the time for farm land is not upon us yet. we spent about an hour driving around old town looking at houses and writing down numbers yesterday, we found a HUGE quad plex and a gorgeous 3 bedroom for $95,000 and some other potentials… so for those of you following such things, yes, this does mean that we intend to buy a large enough house for you all to live with us. we are still in prayer (cause duh, we cannot afford a house…) and there will be lots of meetings to talk about how it all will go, but its going.
thought you would all like to know that.
we also speant a good portion of the night talking about training for the dalmac. which i am terrified of. but we are doing it. so . i guess its good to face my fears.
i’ll end this post with a sad story about a blue hamburger, that is no more, and then i am off to make ready the warm things of winter.
all i wanna do is ride bikes with you and stay up late and watch cartoons
