henceforth, to the moot!

Dedicated to the prevention of a week long "uuh" moment.

Things We Must Do

Stargaze
Take pictures of the Triumvirate
(F/F) -on a roof (or other high place)
Dance
Sing
Late night DnD
Make videos

Be barefoot in the grass

Things we Can Do

Play Pit, Euchre, chess, spoons, and other such, exciting and crazy active games
Paint
Walk barefoot
Dress-up
Pull a prank
Throw a surprise party
Watch stuff
Cook food
Eat outside

"are you the one who threw that ball at me?"

"that's not gunna work."

I'm going to hug her on Sunday, and make friends.

He said I only made friends to feel better about myself. So, I sprayed him with the hose. So, he grabbed the hose from me and aimed it at my head. And we laughed at our wet selves. And he apologized a lot.

A few minutes later he came back with a large, absoultely perfect dandilion. "Don't think anything special by it." A few minutes later, I went out to make a wish with it where he could partake as well. But on the way I was attacked by a bumble bee, or as he corrects me, a wood bee. Even worse. They think I'm a flower. So, after the scary dance to get it out of my hair, the perfect dandilion was ruined. But he said it would still work for wishes, so I wished. : )

The garden is beautiful. So green and wet. Like a rainforest.

Once, I killed over sixteen snails in one night. Once, I blew out over a hundered candles in one night. Once, I found a bunch of feathers stuck all in the ground and everywhere in the east portion of my garden. I never did find the body. Suspect it was eaten whole.

The feathers are still there.

He defended the beans. But rather lazily.

He says it's more fun to work with someone there to talk to. But no. No can do.

Rhyming sessions rock. He wrote an ode for her, and when he was finally done making it up, she answered with a one line killer back. "Ooo, touche." We don't know how to write it in order to say it.

I say, Scott,

it's going to be very hard to maintain my silence.
Perhaps this blog will be sufficient vent of my desire for communication. =)

So! Today is Sunday. 'Tis very hot. I woke up for church at 6:30 and mom said I was showing every sign of over tiredness and sent me back to bed. She took me to second service later. I didn't see Christian.

We're going through first Thessalonians in high school and today Austin was talking about the attributes of a Godly spiritual leader as annotated by Paul in his letter of defense to the church in that city. I'm typing with my head laid back on the chair's top and my eyes closed. Really quite compfy. Wonder if it'll improve my spelling.. *smile*

Right now, my twin baby nephews, Dash and Euan, are over to be babysat while my brother takes Kimmy Jo out on a date. They each have two front teeth now. And are so cute. But I couldn't help but think as I held Euan, now eight months old, that my baby was going to be this big compared to me, one and if I have one. And it's rather a scary thought because they're already getting pretty big and chunky. And, for further example of prediction, the kids I serve as a leader in Disco Club (Discovery Club), some of them are taller than me! (Mom: I believe it.) And they're, max, in sixth grade. So, summing up what we've learned, it's very possible my kids will outgrow me before they reach their teens.

If. I have kids.

And if they survive that long.






Things that stood out to me in the sermon.

Being in a position of spiritual authority without exercising love makes you nothing. But a clanging gong, or a clashing symbol.

Three Aspects of Motherly Love Which Every Spiritual Leader [must have] (i realize now i kinda left that title hanging.)
1. Gentle.
And we're reading out of first Thessalonians, right here in verse seven.
He spent most of his sermon explaining how we don't think of mothers as an authoritative model. We tend to think rearing horse, sword brandishing admiral. And he did a great job explaining and convincing us how it is not whimpy for a man, a leader, to be gentle. It takes more strength to be kind and patient and gracious than to be a bully. So true. And, as always, Julia applied most of the sermon to her future, possible, who knows, authority, that of her husband.

One particularly interesting point was when he said, "If leaders are proud and hot tempered, than their [people? flock?] will be proud and hot tempered too." That was actually, a paraphrase. But it was quite interseting. And he gave us a good example of a gentle but Strong! leader in Jesus Christ. He was God Himself, for pete's sake! How much stronger can one be?? But He was so incredibly gentle and it reminded us of the verse, "The Son of Man did not come to be served but to serve, and to offer up His life as a ransom for many." Leaders serve those they lead.

He also read a cool quote by some man who's last name was Hog about the power of tenderness on the hardest of hearts. How they can soften them, break their shell, when the meanest threats and hardest of trials won't. So! true!

Along with gentleness Mr. Duncan spent a bit of time on patience to all as well. In fact, I thought it was the second aspect of motherly love he was talking about but it wasn't. Anyways, quick quote from our senior pastor John MacArthur about this, "I am impatient with the truth, and patient with people."

The other two points were Affectionate and Sacrificing. He talked to us about his new baby daughter, born thirteen days ago, and we got to meet her. But the cutest thing was his story about Adeline, his first daughter. And how one time he came home and saw his wife kissing her head and confronted her saying something like, You were kissing her head when I left and you're kissing it again when I come home.. You're going to put a dent in her head! And Austin asked his wife how many times Merrily thought she had kissed Adeline that day and she said around a hundered and..yeah. You should have been there to hear him go on about a mother's love. Very neat.

and THIS is today

I just finally finished the last sentence and added random quotes and sent, that one.

Actually, this is for yesterday. Since nothing has happened yet today.

Mary brought us fresh flowers from her grandfather's garden. Aren't they M-azing!?




See the tiny pansie? It's like a broach for the other flowers.

this one was dipped in the blood of elves.

which they give up freely to heal the bite of the targon spider. a monster among the fairer flowers of the garden.

Haha! wow.. this is funny. Lyrics from an intersting electro/house/pop artist. She mixed the typical musical phrasing with paragraphs of speaking. Actually was cool because of her Swedish accent.

Anyways, you will know which parts made me laugh.

Why do I always end up in situations that are bad for me?
How come I don't fall in love with normal people?
and why don't normal people fall in love with me?
I don't think I'm that strange
Do you think I'm strange?
I don't intend to It's just that things very easily get complicated around me
It's just that things very easily get complicated around me


okay enough of that.

This is today.

That post counts for yesterday.

And as another note before we move to today, that picture is old. I didn't take it last night..

UM..what was I going to say.

Well, I can start with. Turns out this morning, I felt sick and tired and so I called Ramon and told him I would be skipping class and would he please be sure to pass on any assignments for me. Then I tried to go back to sleep. Got woken up by every single family member in turn, as they each realized I was still in bed and 8:15 was fast approaching. It was actually very sweet of them. Mom woke me up at nine something she says and I showed her the fruit of my labors from late last night, so she could dice them and give them back for me to make into a fruit salad. (..sorry) And then I went and took a shower. A really long one. Which was great. And at the end, there's this new thing in my life I recently discovered where you turn the water bit by bit to cold. (I'm the type who likes really, really hot showers. Scalding.) But as you turn it to cold you start shivering and, I can actually feel my heart start beating faster or something. It's really weird. It's like a strange thrill I get. And talk about reviving! I think you could bring me back to life by doing this, it majorly wakes up the body.

After the shower, Mom and Ramon actually successfully made a classification sentence for me and we squeezed into the first paragraph before hastily reprinting, re-annotating, and dashing of to class in Mrs. Sanchez's teal coloured volkswagon.

"wen ur in love wid a girl...its all heart, bt wen it cums 2 god....u reason" I just read that quote on someone else's blog.

"so, we have great britain, and the over there great france and up there great germany."
"yes, except, only britain is great."
Just heard that on Doctor Who.

"cuz i couldn't stand the pain"

..if our new love was in vain.

so i hope you see, that i would love to love you.

if i fell in love with you!

yey. beatles.

okay. so. it's two in the morning, and i'm about to go to bed. to get up in several hours. that'll be the hard part. i think i'm going to sit next to ramon during math and drift. he can take the notes today.

hope my english class goes well. i'm choosing not to do one of the twelve writing techniques we have to use. i hope that's not an automatic F.

flying low

So, Ramon and I both did very badly on this, our third exam in math 125. But, it's not devastating because Prof. Castillo will let us retake whenever we want. Yey.

My test was majorly screwed up though. So, one encouraging thing is I should be able to do a lot better fairly easily. (For example, three of the problems weren't on my test? And I had two different problem fifteens.. And did I tell you guys about how the first page had all the answers underneath the problems??)

Looking down at the camera does not make for the most flattering of photos.

Ramon and I have officially established our relationship as brother and sister. All is well. 'Cept that we're failing our classes. But we're happy!

rose coloured glasses

BigLots, is amazing. I am so buying most of my future house's stuff there. My husband and I could purchase a futon bed and mattress for a hundered bucks! And that's your couch, your bed frame, and your mattress right there, all in one! Amazing. And futons are great beacuse your bed disappears when you're not using it and you save so much room (and money) on having less furniture.

If we have our bed in the living room..the bedroom could be a library or a music room or something! Yay!

Anyways. I refrained from buying a futon for my hope chest (or the dishes for 57 cents. or the art work for ten dollars. or the floor rugs for ten to fourty-five! they were wonderful!) (or the pillows..and grass seed..and house appliances..and bubbles..) But I did buy two pairs of jellies for my summer shoes. Because I couldn't decide between the blue ones and the dark grey ones. The grey ones show up better, and they go nicely with jeans and anything else. But the blue ones look like princess slippers! And I like colours because colours are happy. =) They were three bucks a pair! Mom paid for one of them.

I also bought sun glasses. Four bucks. It was very hard to decide between regular Valley girl style (hugemongous, eat your face, teal coloured, dark ones), aviators (which made my nose look small. which is amazing. because most glasses make my nose look huge. which it is. the glasses just really frame it and make you notice even more) and the ones that I ended up getting. Cuz mum liked them, the lady behind the counter liked them, and I liked how they were so incredibly hippy and had John Lennon written all over them. (i swear, he wore these very ones.)

Daddy likes them a lot too. He likes that I'm hippy. =) I like that he likes that I'm hippy. And that he used to be hippy.

Anyways..

The glasses.

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