We like heads closed.

Sage and Aspen were wrestling on the bed.

Ryan: Be careful not to push Aspen, if she fell her head could crack open.

Aspen: We like heads closed.



(Picture of dirt bike rider, Seth Enslow, after his cracked open skull was stapled back together)

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Bears on the Beach

Here's a bit of our conversation while coming home from the beach on Sunday.

Sage: Well, Aspen, there used to be bears at the beach, but then God wanted people to come to the beach, so he made the bears go into the mountains.

Aspen: No bears on beach.

Sage: There used to be bears at the beach, but then God wanted people to come to the beach, so he made the bears go to the mountains.

Aspen: Ohhhhhh.

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Reflections on Paul's Whirlwind Journey

In church today, like many others, I was struck by the stories that Paul lived over the past 5 days. What struck me is how many stories we all would have if: 1) We were obedient to Christ, and 2) We did as good of a job following up with contacts as Paul has with those in Israel.
There are many people whom I have come into contact with, only to lose touch and cease communications. I wonder what my stories would look like were I more faithful to new found friends. Hopefully I won't have to wait long to find them out.

armchair meter maid

"A while back, during the rain storms, I blogged about my fascination with online doplar radars. Well now that the rain has sadly moved on, and has been replaced with triple digit temperatures, I have new fascination: so say good bye to the "armchair meteorologist" and hello to the "armchair meter maid." Through the internet I learned how to read meters, (it's really simple), and now I constantly run out back, notepad and pen in hand, to decipher how many kilowatts we are using. I'll adjust the a/c temperature, make a note on my pad, and check it after an hour to see if usage increased. Then I'll unplug gadgets, make a notation, and check again.
Amber says that being a pool boy is much more sexy than a meter maid. I guess I'm off to check the jacuzzi chemical levels, 'cause jumping into a 96 degree hot tub to cool off might just work today.

BTW: I have learned that at rest my house uses 1 kw an hour, and that with the A/C blasting it uses 5 kw an hour. If a kilowatt is 10 cents an hour, then my A/C only costs 50 cents an hour. That feels like money well spent...hmmm, now about that global warming...