Tonight while I was helping with Vacation Bible School, Daddy drove to the church just to give me some vegetables from the garden. I was outside taking pictures, and he came up and asked for my car keys, saying "I'll take care of it." After a minute he handed them back and said, "I'm going in the church to look at some things." I'm not sure what, or why.
Later, when I went to my car, I found the doors unlocked and two MASSIVE bags of vegetables sitting on the passenger seat.
For those who know him best, this story perfectly sums up Daddy.Current Mood:  chipper |
Kevin recently received a document entitled "EQUI-VEST® Strategies Variable Deferred Annuity Prospectus Dated May 1, 2009." Here is an excerpt:
No Underlying ETF fully replicates its index and may hold securities not included in the index. Therefore, there is a risk that the investment strategy of the manager of an Underlying ETF may not produce the intended results. In addition, while the risks of owning shares of an Underlying ETF generally reflect the risks of owning the underlying securities the Underlying ETF is designed to track, lack of liquidity in an Underlying ETF can result in its value being more volatile than the underlying portfolio of securities.
Kevin's comment is: Maybe it will be simpler if I just never retire.Current Mood:  intimidated |
I went to Hickory today to help my brother paint the outside of the new "addition" to his house.
Today Jason and Heather had to have Rocky put to sleep. Rocky of course being their little poodle. This was somewhat expected because I knew Rocky hadn't been doing well.
Joel came home from the vet and told me, "Rocky's not coming home." I told him "I know, I'm sorry." I must confess that I started to lose it a little bit when Joel told me, "He went to be with Aunt Kate." Then, within 10 minutes, this moment of childlike innocence was lost as Joel threw a royal tantrum before taking his nap.Current Mood:  exhausted |
Our new favorite around here is pizza with lean ground beef, yellow squash, zucchini squash, onions, monterrey jack cheese, and Italian seasonings. (NOTE: This requires that you make the pizza yourself, not order it from somewhere.) It is particularly good because squash is in season at the Eudy home garden.
I am waiting for Clark to call me back, because I tried to call him back twice and I just heard a bunch of noise and then the call dropped. Since Clark did not leave a message, it could be anywhere from a 20-second "What was that thing called..." to a 40-minute "Let's talk about the past 3 years and share prayer requests." Either one is fine, I just have no idea which it is.Current Mood:  full |
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To me, CHOPPED is the pinnacle of television, because it combines two of my favorite genres: food shows and reality shows.
And the way Ted Allen says "CHOPPED!" is priceless.
"You have been CHOPPED!"
Too bad it comes on slightly too late to comfortably watch during the school year.
"I DON'T SEEM TO HAVE A FRITTER ON MY PLATE!!!" Current Mood:  giddy |
You know, it's hard enough to pick up a girl under ideal conditions; Nicholas Cage manages to do it after tackling the woman to the ground when she tries to keep him from stealing a national document that she's devoted her life to.Current Mood:  slightly amused |
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On the Fourth of July I wondered aloud if we could at least find National Treasure or something on T.V. Dave responded that they would never show something at a fitting time like that - instead, they would show some bizarre choice like Shanghai Noon. Well, that night, neither was on, but tonight, both are on simultaneously. I got to see Nicholas Cage steal the Declaration, and seconds laters, see Owen Wilson and Jackie Chan break out of jail. I even switched over to a third choice, Tommy Boy, in time to see "Fat guy in a little coat."
When it rains, it pours! Current Mood:  bored |
Dave and I went hiking up Crowder's Mountain today, but were chased back down when it started to rain. There is no shame in admitting when one has been defeated by nature. Didn't Gandalf say something like that when he was going up the mountain?
It is now 7:13, I am sitting inside typing on the computer and watching Jeopardy, and it looks quite nice outside.Current Mood:  restless |
Today during church I remembered a time years ago when I was on staff at Elk Shoals and had to do a late night delivery - two sheets of plywood to the home of Harvey & Ethel Jones. It was after 8:00 p.m. when I did the delivery, and it was dark on the way back to camp.
I was driving back on Highway 88 or 194 (or both), which are in parts very curvy and extremely narrow. Veering too far to the right means running into a ditch, and veering to the left means entering oncoming traffic. The fact that I was driving a 1979 GMC full-size pickup didn't make it much easier.
I tensed up as I saw a large flatbed truck approaching with blinding headlights. When it passed, there was a sound like an explosion or a gunshot, and then the sound of glass flying everywhere, as something on the approaching truck had hit my side mirror and caused it to shatter.
I was more than a little flustered, and extremely upset because I knew that CCC barely had the means to keep their vehicles running, much less effect any repairs. And I knew it would be hard to find a replacement mirror for a truck that old. I started running through my explanation in my head over and over, knowing that my director, and especially my lead field, would not be pleased.
I finally arrived back at camp and walked into the dining hall. I saw the other six staff members already in there eating and a bunch of Pizza Hut boxes strewn about. I started with, "I've done something really stupid..." and proceeded to tell them the whole story I just typed here.
Their reponse is the most significant part of the story to me: "We're glad you're back. Have some pizza."
That is truly the response of a family, which is exactly what a summer staff is. Current Mood:  contemplative |
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