December 19, 2004

A Bite

The kids at my church (who did a splendiferous Nativity play this morning) made us some paper decorations for our tree because we couldn't find our baubles, so I took a picture of the decorations so that I could prove that I used them and wasn't just lying. I actually found my baubles then, but sure, it's a big tree, it can take it. HERE GUYS! (Although I don't want you to be reading this, it will soil your pure little minds. And your parents shouldn't be letting you roam round the wasteland of the internet unsupervised.)

After church, K and I went on a wee adventure to Donadea Forest Park today, and what a wizzo adventure it was!

We were delighted to stumble upon the pet cemetary.

Poor Penny. At least she had no soul.

After kneeling at the graves of the dead animals to have our ham sandwiches, we followed the lake trail until we reached the 9/11 memorial.

K was a bit upset but he drank a lot of whiskey before driving us home. When we arrived home, there were two large sacks of books from Inter-Varsity Press waiting for us and K promptly turned into a book goblin.

I know that it's blurry, but hey, the bastard was jumping around a lot. He gets excited about books. We have, I'd estimate, about a thousand books between us. There's a stack of about forty that have yet to be read (although because of today's delivery, that will increase somewhat). Yes I know, it's a problem.

I saw this last night with friends STIGMUND and A to the N to the D to the Y, and it was a feast for the senses. Watch it.

I am far too happy to be on the internet right now, so I'm off to locate my goblin.

Your Correspondent-- not a Journaller but a Blogger, and NOT WILLING TO CHANGE.

Posted by neuro-praxis on December 19, 2004 04:58 PM, in the category Mouldy Curtains