Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Blackberries
We were coming back from our family reunion. I called a quick stop to make sandwiches. We happened to stop in a little closed (it's Sunday) commercial area. Along a little river that ran behind the commercial buildings there was a big blackberry patch, full of ripe blackberries! I'm eating them now on my cereal.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Maintenance help
There were 3 lost nut/washer combinations. We found two, but the third was gone. It was happily noticed that the device, from the factory, had an extra nut and washer put on one of the screws. So that screw had a completely extra, superfluous set on it. I'd never seen that before.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
An immediate delivery
Marjan was just wondering how long it was going to take for her new planner to arrive. Moments later, the door rang, and there it was.
This reminded her of the power of words that is claimed in "Conversations with God, and that we should overload our life with positivity.
This reminded her of the power of words that is claimed in "Conversations with God, and that we should overload our life with positivity.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
A quick pick me up
Yesterday we were headed into Trader Joe's after lots of errands. I was feeling a little run down and a tiny bit crabby.
As I was putting my keys into my pocket I dropped them. Reaching down to pick them up, they are laying next to 5 dollars!
As I was putting my keys into my pocket I dropped them. Reaching down to pick them up, they are laying next to 5 dollars!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Colonel Mustard murders
We were playing a game of Clue in the Philippines with our dear friends Steve and Kat. In the random discussion prior to the game, Steve was explaining why the lead pipe is bent (evidently they bend when smashing in peoples gourds.) He was playing as Colonel Mustard, as usual. The conversation went on some time, and gathered a fair amount of energy.
I had a strong feeling, no, I knew who the killer was, and with what, before we even started playing.
And I was right. As the end of the game approached, we could all see that it WAS Colonel Mustard, and he had used the lead pipe!
I had a strong feeling, no, I knew who the killer was, and with what, before we even started playing.
And I was right. As the end of the game approached, we could all see that it WAS Colonel Mustard, and he had used the lead pipe!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Brock sends a message to the future
My nephew Brock was over here last week. He's about a year and a half old. Along with being cute and such, even though he was ill about half of the time. He took it upon himself to push back all of the DVD's in our library, push them to the back of the shelf. He only did it to one shelf, the one that's a little over his head.
Later in the week, I was thinking about the big pile of VHS tapes that we had laying next to the T.V. They were a bunch of movies that Marjan hadn't watched yet, and was going through. They were also a big pile in the middle of the house.
After pondering and agitating around for some time, I realized that Brock had already provided me with the answer. The shelf of DVD's now had the perfect amount of space to have the VHS tapes stored in front of them! Marjan wanted to watch and then give away these tapes anyway, so the DVD's could wait backstage.
And thus, our house moved a step toward order thanks to the explorations of a baby.
Later in the week, I was thinking about the big pile of VHS tapes that we had laying next to the T.V. They were a bunch of movies that Marjan hadn't watched yet, and was going through. They were also a big pile in the middle of the house.
After pondering and agitating around for some time, I realized that Brock had already provided me with the answer. The shelf of DVD's now had the perfect amount of space to have the VHS tapes stored in front of them! Marjan wanted to watch and then give away these tapes anyway, so the DVD's could wait backstage.
And thus, our house moved a step toward order thanks to the explorations of a baby.
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