tinfoil

ho-ho-homigosh it's freakin' HOT! I was driving home today and my car thermometer, which is highly accurate, read 104. 104! And it's only MAY! Hard to believe that on May 1st we had a fire in the fireplace, and now it's over 100. Evil, I tell you.

I went running today. Was motivated to actually get my lazy butt out of bed to go running because I told myself that after running and working up a really great sweat, I would dive in the pool and swim some laps. I walked out of my front door and noted that it was so humid that it was hazy out... it literally felt like a sauna. I was drooling at the thought of my reward-swim. The whole run, all I could think of was that pool. And I ran, I ran so far away, and then hightailed it over to that there pool, and wouldn't you know it? The gate was locked. And I couldn't climb the fence because there's razor wire around the top. What a bitter disappointment. Just forget the whole thing.

Maybe tomorrow I'll jump in the river.

Okay, I'm officially declaring "wackos in the Christian bookstore week" officially over. I've had it. I can't take anymore. It's bad enough that they are freaking wierdos (a couple of them are really in need of being committed), but what's even worse is that they call themselves Christians, which really chaps my hide. I AM NOT LIKE YOU! DON'T GIVE ME A BAD NAME! Ugh. Yeah. I had one that gave me a 20 minute lecture on how Bible pages and cigarette paper are made out of the same paper. Not sure what point he was trying to make. The next day, I had Black Helicopter Man come to see me, and everything, literally EVERYTHING was a conspiracy. I had to listen to him for 20-30 minutes or so. That was a fun one. And then Shane had Schizo Man...... yeah, so, here's the announcement: The full moon is over. Everyone go back to your cave. Leave me alone. Stop being wierd.

The week before it was really mean 40-50 year old women. I wanted to come across the counter and strangle some of them. I love it when customers tell me how to do my job. Love it. Can't get enough of it. Ahhhhh, I must need a lesson in patience...............

Pigs are people too.

on the road

I'm posting from Austin at a hotel... we played Borders last night and I found a business center in the hotel where I have internet access, so I thought I'd blog just because I can.

Why is it that when you stay in hotels you get that sleepy, can't drink enough coffee, stiff, dehydrated feeling? We all woke up with majorly puffy eyes and I feel like I'm about to pass out from the sleepiness!

David wanted pizza last night after the gig so we ordered pizza. That's part of the problem I'm sure.

Gig was good... got to see Hank and Sandy and Sarah D.... it was nice to see everyone. Hope we can see Sarah today again. I miss her. We played Borders north, and the only thing about it we didn't like was that for the first half of the night, the crowd was at the back of the cafe (that's just how it's set up there... it runs lengthwise and we were at one end and the tables were at the other.) Makes for a hard time trying to connect with the crowd. But the Borders folks were nice and I think Austin liked us. We need to play up here more. I need to get on the freaking ball and book some dates!

And we're supposed to hook up with Dony too..... that will be fun. Dony is our drummer from the record who is now a writer and writes killer stuff.

I love blogging. I love blogging. I love blogging.

As soon as I figure out how to audioblog, I'm there. That's fun.

Gotta go... Punky is wanting to go swimming. Then he wants to see the Capitol. ;)

Word to your mom.

Know fleas, know itch. No fleas, no itch.

Fleas all gone. Bug bombs make happy house. Thank you.

I woke up Saturday morn with a large headache in mine eye. It must have been the bug bombs. I aired out the house really well Friday night after returning home..... but maybe it was also just psycological because I hate the feeling of having pesticides all over my house. Ugh.

Oh, and then this morning I woke up and noticed right away that things looked, well, funny. I had planned on getting up extra early to go for a run (I hate to run, but I need to run, therefore I decided to run). My alarm went off at 6, and I noticed that my clock looked, well, weird. Got up and stumbled into the kitchen, and realized that I was only seeing out of one eye -- my right contact had somehow fallen out while I was sleeping (must have been some REM sleep!). The problem that immediately presented itself was where I might find said contact at this point... who knows how long it had been out of my eye, and furthermore, where it ended up after its escape. It could be anywhere: in my hair, on the floor, behind my eye.... and darn it, I'm out of extra contacts. I pulled the other contact out and put on my glasses, and then realized that my prescription in my glasses hadn't been updated, well, since college (I realized this as I pulled a bowl down from the cabinet and noticed that it looked like an oval instead of a circle). I eventually found the little bugger under my pillow all shrivelled up like a tiny potato chip, and after a good soak, it was all good. I can see again. Note to self: do not attempt to sleep in contacts that are waaaay too old to even be in my eyes.

I have literally been doing laundry since I got home at 3:30 today. It's now 9:00. I'm almost done, but it's time to go fold.

David's playing a gig with the Sinners tonight, so I'm going to watch old X-Files and eat chocolate and finish my Ted Dekker book. I have to finish it tonight; we're expecting "Red" tomorrow and I really need to be free of all fiction in order to fully appreciate all the goodness that is "Red."

Oh, and Hershey's Kisses are now available in dark chocolate, just so you know. My life is now complete.

Remind me.....

Students Bare All For Rollercoaster Record

LONDON (Reuters) - Over 80 students have thrown caution and their clothes to the wind to set a world record for the number of nudes riding on a rollercoaster.

Remind me never to ride that rollercoaster. Eeeew.....

On Sea World and Fleas

Yeah, so I'm all itchy. The wonderful cat who has moved in with us has fleas... and so I went and got him a flea collar the other day. Spent over $5 on this particular collar; I bought the best one I could find. It claims to kill fleas, their eggs, and ticks immediately. Guess what? The other day, I noticed the cat was scratching his ears (which are, ironically, just inches away from said flea collar), and I grabbed him and looked closely at his little head..... yeah. Fleas all over him, crawling around right next to the collar. Piece of crap! Now I have fleas in the house, fleas on the cat, and I'm out $5! I have to bomb the house tomorrow...... I've been putting it off for a week because you have to do all sorts of preparation for performing such an act: cover all kitchen surfaces, clean up toys so as not to get residue on them, find places for small furry creatures to go during fumigation (the guinea pig can't hang out outside all day... too hot and too many cats).......... blah blah blah. So I dunno. I just know I'm about to start sleeping with OFF! all over me.

Went to Sea World with Punky's class today. That was fun. I got to pet several dolphins. I love dolphins. I want to be a Sea World Trainer in my next life. They were so stinkin' cute! They don't have fleas, either. That's a nice touch.

We had our first official night with the new youth group tonight. They are fun kids. There are about 23 guys and 3 girls. But they are all interesting and interested... they can all actually carry on an intelligent conversation. I was totally expecting the "I'm too cool to talk" attitude that's so prevalent these days. I'm excited about the summer.

I'm gonna get my itchy self to bed and finish this Ted Dekker book I'm reading. I'm addicted to Ted Dekker.

I will not eat popcorn tonight.

Tuesday Quiz is Here!! and other stories.....

In my need for mindless stupidity, I've decided to incorporate a new feature into my already meaningless blog. Are you ready? Ladies, gentlemen, chickens of all ages, I give you........

The Tuesday Quiz!

(how juvenile)

But it's fun, so there. Think "Cosmo Quiz" but even less entertaining.

Here's the first one:

Which member of ABBA are you?

Here's my result:

You are Frida. Ever talented with a lovely voice
and presence, you are constantly overshadowed
by that darn blonde. Down with the Aryians!


Which member of ABBA are you?
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On a sad note, Sunday was our last day at Hill Country Chapel. I led worship one last time, and cried through most of it (try playing cello in front of 200 people with a runny nose... that's fun.)... but at the end the pastor called us up and had the deacons and elders come and pray over us and send us out. And then the congregation came by at the end of the service and hugged us and told us goodbye... I just bawled. It was so hard. These people have been a huge part of our lives for 6 years now. It really is like leaving a family. David and I have been so used to seeing all these people several times a week, and even the ones we weren't close to were a big part of our weekly lives. It's really wierd that we're not going to see them anymore.

David put in his notice at his job on Monday too. So we are really changing almost everything in our lives with this new job. Not only a new job, but we're totally starting over at a new church, and my heart is still tied to Hill Country Chapel. Ugh. It hurts. But we would not be doing this if we didn't know beyond a shadow of a doubt that this is right. It's been confirmed over and over again......... so it's all going to be okay.

no.

That's a SPIDER, by the way. It's called a camel spider.

I hate camels.