Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Old Reliable

My car has character, only unique people acquire vehicles with character. Just like only unique families get strange animals like the ones we have. None of these photos are of my car. I should probably take one for show and tell.

Last weekend my car decided to add to its list of quirks, no not only does it over heat, die, and blare a fog horn in weather hotter than 65 degrees, or sound an airbag alarm whenever the key is turned (even though there aren't airbags in the passenger sides), or sound the airbag alarm if driven for more than 40 minutes, which are all fantastic little quirks, now my car has decided that reverse shall no longer be one of its functions. Yes now we are aloud to only parallel park and never go down dead ends or pull into driveways, or parking spaces.

I forgot this last Friday. I drove the Pudding, myself, and Ninja Bell, to the dentist office and parked in a parking spot. As soon as this happened I instantly slammed my forehead into the steering wheel and groaned. The Pudding and Ninja Bell were most concerned at my apparently "not normal" behavior. I was under the impression that when i act "normal" it is a rare occasion and cause for alarm. There fore it was funny that my "normal" "not normal" reaction to parking a car that refuses to reverse in a parking spot blocked on all three sides by other cars, was cause for alarm. But I am fairly certain that "Normal" people are prone to slamming ones head on the steering wheel in frustration.

that was a rabbit trail. So nothing was to be done except that when we were finished with our dentist appointment I climbed in the car and put it in neutral while my two little sisters, who are both fit and trim yet still very much featherweights, attempted to push the car. I almost cried from laughing. Happily though the car parked next to us moved and we were able to turn sharply and not have to back completely out of the space.
I like these pictures cause they make me feel better about my car.

TA DAAAAAAA!
THE END!

Monday, February 7, 2011

The Day I Met Paco

Today I was with my mom and the pudding at walmart. We happened to be walking through the auto parts isle when I noticed a man with a fuzzy creature nestled into the crook of his elbow. So I pointed at the man (as is you know the polite thing to do) and he handed me a squirrel.

This is Paco the squirrel. I didn't catch the owner's name because he couldn't speak English, but he was very nice and thought it was cool that Paco liked me.

God has a sense of humor and I think He enjoys expressing it in the random things that make us smile through out the day. Like today I smiled because squirrels are hard to hold due to their short attention spans and skittering about. They also tend to be a tad bit suspicious of strangers and will throw pine cones at you if you get to close. Or in other experiences they will sit on you for a while to eat potato chips.


This little Paco was different, he was tired of being at the store and just wanted to sit with me for a while. He was soooooo cute curled into my arm! He just relaxed as I pet him. Another reason that I smiled was because I wasn't expecting a random stranger to hand me a small woodland creature in the middle of Walmart, especially with the obvious language barrier.

Yet another reason that I smiled, was because of all the random pets to run into, I was expecting a skunk because I've ran into people who have pet skunks before...I've met people with pet skunks before, running into them would make for a much more interesting story.

Any ways enough of rabbit trails, I'm talking about little Paco that I met today and he was very sweet. Handing someone your pet squirrel is a fantastic way to start a conversation even if there is a language barrier. Now I know that there is a fun loving person out there around town who gets a kick out of brightening every one elses day. Isn't that amazing?

Well I hope that Paco has made you smile as much as he made me smile.

THE END!!!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

stress releiver

Let it be duly noted that the greatest cure for stress is to take one's mace and mp3 player then to dance around the neighborhood listening to worship music. The mace is obviously just in case you run into any unpleasant characters but usually the dancing to Jesus frightens any one away should they happen to be out that late. I don't know about any one else but when I feel too stressed or overwhelmed I also tend to start feeling insane and unhinged. The best way to feel sane again, in my opinion, is to tell God whats going on and then find something to laugh at. Today I laughed at this picture that my dear Pudding sent me.


This is a fantastic picture!!

THE END!!!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Burning Barns

Today the neighbors barn burned down. It was sad cause it had been there for so long and went so quickly that the firemen got there just in time to drowned the surrounding houses so they wouldn't catch fire from the rubble. And I know that fire draws attention but I just don't think I'd like people taking pictures of my ancient burning barn should I ever have one. That just doesn't seem nice. Like preserving someone else's misery just so you can have something to show your friends. I know people don't mean to do that its just that bad news is more interesting to talk about than good news.

I suppose the only way that is going to change is if good news becomes more interesting.

Well we shall see.

Hmmmm some good news, Good News like God in Heaven, the Star Breather, created people and He doesn't make junk and He only makes what He likes. So the good news is all those annoying people taking pictures of the burning barn are fantastic works of art that God personally approves and likes. So even when they go home and talk about bad news cause its more interesting, they are still amazing and wonderful because God made them.

And other good amazing news is that the barn was empty of fantastic works of art personally hand made by God. That means that an empty barn burned, and drew all those strangers together to oooh and aaaah over, while stopping traffic for miles.

If an empty barn can do that, just imagine what one fire-ie holy spirit filled amazing work of art could do...

THE END!!!