Email addresses

Some people really need to rethink their email addresses. Do you really want to send a professional email and have the recipient look at the return email addy and see "fatboy2000"? or "creeperguy"? Seriously?

Some people forget that an Internet identity still leaves an impression that could transfer to "real life".

Frustrations

The whole getting sick and just general aging thing is really getting to me. God has been so gracious to restore much of my health but I am still not able to do some things I could before I was sick.

I was walking around my house this evening wanting to do some cleaning projects that I just can't do yet. Before 2006/2007 I climbed up in a chair at least three times a year and washed my walls, especially in my kitchen. I can't climb now. Even if I could get up in the chair, I'm afraid I couldn't get down.

So what do I do? I dunno. Does anyone know how to reach up high to clean a wall when you can't climb?

Time is funny thing

Last year in June, I decided to get a job.

Three years ago in June, I started running a fever. I had no idea that the following twelve months would take me to the precipice of eternity twice.

Five years ago in June, I had just moved to Iowa. I thought my life would never be settled again. (It is wonderful now.)

Ten years ago in June, I talked to my mom on the phone at least twice a day with no thought that she would be gone from this earth in a month.

Fifteen years ago in June, we had one child and began yet another adoption journey that would lead us to adopting five more children in time.

Twenty years ago in June, my Hero was ordained into the pastorate and I became a pastor's wife. That is the subject of a whole book I'm writing.

"Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth."

—Proverbs 27:1

"Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away."

—James 4:14

He makes me smile

I'm working on a bulletin board for church based on the verses, "How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee." Psalm 139:17-18.

I had taken a piece of tan poster board, spread glue on it and then covered it with sand. While it was drying it was lying on the dining room table next to my the blue poster board covered with lacquer that is my water.

My Beau said, "Nana, this is just like a beach! But where are the people?" I told them there were no people on this beach and I left to go run an errand. When I came back, he proudly met me at the door and announced, "I fixed your beach, Nana!"

At first, my heart sank. Then I found this:

Creative little guy, isn't he?

Camping over Father's Day Weekend

We fished. We camped. We cooked. We played.

Then we went to the Quad Cities Air Show. More about that later.

Believe it or not, I miss it

The weather in my hometown:

5-Day Extended Forecast

• Thu

  

  High: 99°

  Low: 76°

• Fri

  

  High: 90°

  Low: 74°

• Sat

  

  High: 102°

  Low: 68°

• Sun

  

  High: 96°

  Low: 73°

• Mon

  

  High: 97°

  Low: 73°

The weather where I live now:

I honestly miss things like "102°"

I guess I'm weird.

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