In this quiet little place...

Proverbs 31:25-26&30

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Semi-boring.

Summer school is done. Yay!
I went on vacation for a week with Ry, camping in the Shenandoah Valley in Virginia. Yay!
I started work this week- kids come next week. Hm...

Pictures:

In Luray Caverns. Look at all those stalactites! Crazy stalactites!
Natural rock slides. Cold. Fun. But I scraped my butt up. It was worth it.
Ryan made me eat this brat. He boiled it. It looked like an intestine. Which I suppose it kind of was. Which is even more disgusting. But it tasted ok. I just covered it in ketchup and mustard so I didn't have to look at it.

Also, we saw this sign at a church that said, "Everybody dies. Not everybody lives." I badly wanted to go take off the 'Not everybody lives' part. I think that would be hysterical.

In a week I'll be back at school. And I'll have crazy kid stories to make up for my lack of un-entertainment as of late.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Big squash. Big bites.

Ryan and I went camping in Ludington a couple of weekends ago. Something bit the CRAP out of my legs and I looked like a small pox victim for the entire week. And I itched like hell. And you can still see the red spots left on my legs. That was no good. Camping was fun though.



Tonight I got my first acorn squash out of my garden! I have cucumbers and zucchini and tomatoes and carrots and potatoes and onions growing too. I called Ryan to tell him how excited I was:

me: Honey! I just picked my first acorn squash! It's huge! And there are baby zucchini and cucumbers too! I know I don't even like cucumbers, but I'm SO excited! I grew those! From seeds!

Ryan: You're going to be crazy when you have a baby... 'Look what I did!'

Anyway... I am excited.

Your sign is absolutely idiotic.

I think that the cutesy phrases on church signs and the like are nauseating. I get these images of someone being so proud of themselves for being JUST SO clever to have come up with such a witty phrase.

AS IN:

(Seen outside of a vet's office) "If you want to know what soap tastes like, wash a dog."

This is idiotic. FIRST of all, you typically use a phrase utilizing "If you want to know what...then..." when it is something ordinarily unattainable. Such as in, "If you want a taste of heaven, try this cake," or "If you want a real taste of New York, go to such-and-such a restaurant." If I wanted to know what soap tasted like, I'd put the damn bar in my mouth.

Which leads me to my SECOND point: no one would WANT to know what soap tasted like! Again, the "If you... then do..." phrases should only be used in instances in which the outcome is desired. NO ONE wants to taste soap.

I don't care if it was just supposed to be funny, as in, "haha- Washing dogs really IS funny because you really DO get soap in your mouth!" But it's not funny. It's a waste of reading. I would never go to that vet.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

I am a stress junkie. It sucks, but it's better than being a coke junkie or something.

This morning I was leaving Ryan's place to go to work back in Kalamazoo and realized that I didn't have my wallet. I freaked. Ryan was in the shower. The following is an account of my 10 minutes of freaking out.

-Enter bathroom #1
Me: "Ry! I can't find my wallet! I don't know where it is! This sucks! It's at the movie theater or something!" (We saw Chuck and Larry. It was bad. Don't see it.)
Ryan: "We'll find it. It's here somewhere."

-Leave bathroom/look in Ryan's car = no wallet/ look in my bag again = no wallet

-Enter bathroom #2
Me: "HONEY! I left it a Qdoba. Honey! Someone is going to steal my wallet! Someone stole my wallet and I have every card I OWN in that wallet! Honeeeeeey! (Tears start here.)"
Ryan: "No they aren't. This is Grandville babe. I'll just call them on my lunch break. It'll be fine."
Me: "Why WOULDN'T they steal it!? Honey, I'm going to be sick."
Ryan: "Sara. It's fine. No one stole it. Seriously. You're fine."

-Leave bathroom/look in Ryan's car again = no wallet/realization begins to slooooowly set in = "Wait a second... we didn't take Ryan's car... we took my car.../ check my car = wallet under seat

-Enter bathroom #3
Me: "Umm... it was in my car. I forgot. We took my car. So... I have my wallet."
Ryan: "Babe, our kids are going to be dumb."


Yaaaaay wallet!