So, I'm sitting in the middle of a pathetic rock garden/yard (oh so reminiscent of my life in Hemet), sitting in a plastic chair with my legs on an ice chest, pirating wireless from an unsuspecting neighbor. I also need to state that I'm in Big Bear w/ The Tall One and his college group. So, he comes back up the street with a carful of people and he can't remember which house we're all staying at. "So, which house is it guys? Oh, it's the one with... my... wife... sitting in the middle of the yard."
I have achieved landmark status. In my own white trash way. I also share the yard with a hand-hewn wooden bear and a ceramic pig. Big Bear. Awesome.
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Ir a lateral
...where you never stop being a student just because you got your license.
1 comments:
Hello fellow-blogger!
I thought that I had been checking your blog regularly, but CLEARLY I was mistaken. I had missed so much! Luckily we had some ACTUAL verbal interaction, so I wasn't totally behind... :)
Congratulations on "the grade you wanted" (aka our first initials). As always, you rocked it. Well done.
Say "hi" to Julie and all others for me. Let me know how you like N. T. Wright. His name keeps popping up. I may have to add him to my ever-expanding list of books to read.
It's finally warm here too (sometimes). Perfect baseball weather. Go A's! Go Eagles! (my school's team, in case you were wondering.)
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