Life

I know it's been ages since I posted. However, life really has a way of getting in the way of telling everyone else about it. ;)And anyway, things are pretty much staying the same for me....work, family, friends, church. I had a rather exciting weekend though. :) Our church had it's regular soccer game, then a family with whom we are friends came over for a sleep over, since they were going to help re-roof my grandpa's house the next day. To be real honest, I didn't mind the fact that I was going to work...picking up shingles all day did not sound attractive. :D Especially seeing as it was HOT!!! The temp is now getting up to 100 on some days. Ugh...I'm glad I get to work in AC. It may still get pretty warm in the grooming salon, but certainly not 100!

OK, enough about my life. I now feel inspired to tell y'all a story. :D It's one from a loooong time ago, like when I was...oh, 8 or 9. Most of my friends have heard it...but you blogger ppl probably haven't.

One evening, my brother and I were playing in my brother's room. Of course, being that we were kids, we were always having wonderful ideas about fun things to try. That evening, it happened to be wrapping my brother up in a sheet and the spinning him on one toe. :) Oh yeah, it was a really wonderful, bright idea. (You always knew I was a genius. :D) So, I rolled him up into a flat sheet, made sure it was good and tight, then gave the edge a good yank. (You've got to understand that I was a lot bigger and stronger then him at the time, so it wasn't hard to yank him around. Now...ehh, it doesn't work too well. :D Kids have a way of growing up!) He spun all right...staggered crazily around the room might actually be a more accurate description. You see, I'd also wrapped his arms up into the sheet (You can already tell what's coming. :)) and so he had no way of keeping his balance. The "spin on one toe" thing was quickly forgotten in his efforts just to stay upright. Then it happened...the door jam leaped out, grabbed his nose, and knocked him to the ground. Bad, bad door jam!! Oh wait...actually he fell forward and crashed into the door jam. :-\ He says that he doesn't remember anything after that...he only remembers waking up on the couch with a broken nose. Alas, I had broken his nose with my grand idea. His poor nose was forever doomed to have a bump in it. :P And then, a couple of Fridays ago, he ran into someone else's head and broke it again! (It was absolutely disgusting, by the way. Blood was gushing out of his nose and dripping through his fingers. I like to think of myself as a rather staunch person, but that made even me feel like gagging.) So now the poor nose has an even larger bump in it. Oh well....life. :D

Have a great evening!
~E