Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Havalah!

I'm back . . . I hope

Wow, crazy, it has been just about a year from my last post. I have been in a pressed sabbatical, life happened. I yearn to put my hand to the pen again so here I am.

I log into my blog for the first time in a year and I have 12 comments to moderate. I am so excited! It turns out to be links for pharmacy site selling Viagra, invites to see some strange girls unmentionables, Chinese writing, and attempts to start business relationships with me with "real good dejected prices". Really! Is anyone else annoyed that losers out there have to take every cool thing on the net and figure out how to peddle their porn, smack, scams, and links with it?! Nine out of every ten friend invites on Facebook now want to "show me their pics". I should change my gender status just to avoid half this junk!

If anyone is out there (that doesn't want to show me their leaf covered sections!) give me a shout out. Otherwise I am writing to myself. . . again. . . for therapeutic benefits. . .

Fireworks: Man vs. Nature

I am standing out back late at night when I got to see something simply amazing . . . lightning during a Days of '47 fireworks show. It was like a contest between man and nature - who could light up the sky in the coolest way. Both were very impressive!

So what's your vote? Which is more awesome?

Fallen

I have succumb to the darkside. . .I joined Facebook. . .Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

A couple of wows and woahs. . .

Wows:

How cools that so many people have hooked up with me in forty-eight hours, its almost like I

have friends! This could boost anyone's morale. But truly, I like everyone who has asked to be a friend, very cool!

FarmTown, the one and only (fingers crossed) game I play on Facebook. Low maintenance, principled, and simple . . . love it.

I got to show my family off to my Facebook friends, including David.

Woahs:

Gotta get used to the chaotic wall format. Information like a paintball machine gun sprayed at a wall. . .

A ton of quizzes, polls, and causes. . . hold the cards close to my chest on those items.

See ya, I gotta go post on Facebook. . .

Four down, twelve to go. . .

A quarter of the way through the year. . .

Are you smarter than fifth grade student?

It is getting weird when my daughter Havalah is bringing me homework that I have to study the chapter myself in order to help her. As a confession, sentence diagramming was my weakest link in the subject of English. Frankly, my fanciest diagramming terms come from the movie Oscar. Oy!

The laborer. . .

Today they had neighborhood clean up which meant they deposited dumpsters throughout the area for folks to dispose of their junk. And boy do we have junk! I kid you not, four hours later and the six closest dumpsters to my house were full. I managed to get all the stuff I needed out into one of the bins but what a goat rodeo. I'm just happy it is done.