You are too funny.wow, my comment is like 1000 times the length of this post. Verbosity has been set at maximum. I was thinking about your last post…because my dad wasn’t a Christian growing up and he was father number 2. One time a brought home a 95 on a report card (94 being an A in Tenessee then) and he actually asked where the other 5 points were, if you can believe that. Of course, he was right. I could have made the other five points. I did so for an entire year in the same family of subject later. He did the best he could, but this reminded me of that and other episodes.Also, and you don’t have to answer this to a crazed total stranger over the internet if you don’t want to, but you mentioned being in Austin (the moonlight over a playground like that is like you are living in a piece of literature, by the way…very cool). Everytime I get frustrated here, or talk to my friend whose band plays South by Southwest, I think of packing up my musical gear and heading for one of 4 places and Austin is one of them (New York, LA, Nashville, the others). I don’t know if that’s where you live, but I know at least you have spent some time there if your grandma is there. What is it really like?
Your last post reminds me of this…and, having written such a short post,you deserve a long comment:”It’s the dream you’ve never dreamed of,It’s the sigh you’ve never cried.It’s the song you’ve never sung of:The undreamed dream of the moonWishing, waiting in a sea of starsAt great heights.MoonDream.It’s the light you’ve never shone on,It’s the smile you’ve never laughed.It’s the ride you’ve never rode on:The undreamed dream of the moonWishing, waiting in a sea of starsAt great heights,MoonDream.”
No, no!That was Steffi’s idea to watch Troy.I didn’t want to.We actually went to the video storeto get Dungeons and Dragons,but they didn’t have it…so we failed.*sniff*
Short posts are much easier to accomplish than short comments unless you can just press the spacebar a few times and then “submit”. Hmmm. Think I’ll try that right now…
I read your last post cause this one is so short. I’ve noticed the same thing. Sometimes it looks like the kids should be teaching their parents instead of being tought by their parents.
Hey, thanks so much. Your comment covered everything beautifully. Great job! You could work for the Austin visitors’ bureau.
And, yes, I am crazed, but not in the way I implied on the comment!! More in a zany kind of way. And pretty much everbody I know would characterize me as a rebel and not being very good with following rules or programs…so crazed in that sense as well…some people follow a different drummer…I sometimes think I am the only one who hears mine. :o)
Ya think?
How’s Sonya Grace been doin’?
If thats how you spell it…
You are too funny.wow, my comment is like 1000 times the length of this post. Verbosity has been set at maximum. I was thinking about your last post…because my dad wasn’t a Christian growing up and he was father number 2. One time a brought home a 95 on a report card (94 being an A in Tenessee then) and he actually asked where the other 5 points were, if you can believe that. Of course, he was right. I could have made the other five points. I did so for an entire year in the same family of subject later. He did the best he could, but this reminded me of that and other episodes.Also, and you don’t have to answer this to a crazed total stranger over the internet if you don’t want to, but you mentioned being in Austin (the moonlight over a playground like that is like you are living in a piece of literature, by the way…very cool). Everytime I get frustrated here, or talk to my friend whose band plays South by Southwest, I think of packing up my musical gear and heading for one of 4 places and Austin is one of them (New York, LA, Nashville, the others). I don’t know if that’s where you live, but I know at least you have spent some time there if your grandma is there. What is it really like?
So I see.
=)
Your last post reminds me of this…and, having written such a short post,you deserve a long comment:”It’s the dream you’ve never dreamed of,It’s the sigh you’ve never cried.It’s the song you’ve never sung of:The undreamed dream of the moonWishing, waiting in a sea of starsAt great heights.MoonDream.It’s the light you’ve never shone on,It’s the smile you’ve never laughed.It’s the ride you’ve never rode on:The undreamed dream of the moonWishing, waiting in a sea of starsAt great heights,MoonDream.”
Sarah!
I always like your posts….they make me think deep thoughts….but good thoughts.
No, no!That was Steffi’s idea to watch Troy.I didn’t want to.We actually went to the video storeto get Dungeons and Dragons,but they didn’t have it…so we failed.*sniff*
I would love to do coffee, or lunch. You name the date and time(s) that work for you and we’ll talk. Call me sometime, dear.
Short posts are much easier to accomplish than short comments unless you can just press the spacebar a few times and then “submit”. Hmmm. Think I’ll try that right now…
Nope it doesn’t work.
I read your last post cause this one is so short. I’ve noticed the same thing. Sometimes it looks like the kids should be teaching their parents instead of being tought by their parents.
Hey, thanks so much. Your comment covered everything beautifully. Great job! You could work for the Austin visitors’ bureau.
And, yes, I am crazed, but not in the way I implied on the comment!! More in a zany kind of way. And pretty much everbody I know would characterize me as a rebel and not being very good with following rules or programs…so crazed in that sense as well…some people follow a different drummer…I sometimes think I am the only one who hears mine. :o)
Thanks.