tanning is a problem. also: random news and photos. :)

Last night, Anna found her original copy of My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers, so she graciously gave her extra copy to me, out of the givingness of her heart. ;) This part was the last few sentences:

For many of us, walking in the light means walking according to the standard we have set up for another person. The deadliest attitude of the Pharisees that we exhibit is not hypocrisy but that which comes from unconsciously living a lie. –Oswald Chambers, March 16

Golly. I didn't really get that last line until I typed it in to paste here. :}

But before I share a few pictures I snapped with Mom's nice, cute little Canon Rebel xt, here's a good one I found randomly:

That is so me and Anna if we never get married. And that street? That's in Europe, if you can't tell. ;) Yep, those are our plans. So yeah. Ahem. *whistles random tune* But wait. That picture would be taken on our . . . well, not on our first trip. That would be the umpteenth visit. ;) Heh heh.

So. yeah. I loooooove the Canon. Gosh. Someday...I tell you. Someday I'm going to get one... (p.s.--I took these babies for a ride in my Photoscape program, just for a click on a film filter...like cinema, cross-process, and portia.:))

Yes. I was drinking coffee. With a dribble of milk. And reading John, which I started last night. Not Acts, peoples, but John. I figure I'll continue into Acts after this one . . . I love John. And the later books of John--1, 2, and 3. By the way, this mug spills inbetween this picture and the next close-up picture . . . it was sad. And my Bible almost got soaked, and I've had it since 2008, and I've got a ton of notes in red gel pen on nearly every page . . . so of course I don't want it to get soaked. Besides, I would never wish a soaking on any book I own.

This was before the major spillage. :^|

But you get a feeling for how much I underline the parts I want to read and read and read again and again and again. ;)

After the spill. You see the ripples in John? Yeah. Sad.

I love the areas of focused and not-so-focused. It's so real. Shows the flaws. Like us. (excuse all the plugs. they're not the prettiest things.)

Yes, I know this is just a wider shot. But it really captures some of my favorite things in the kitchen . . . and kitchens can change lives. They can change perspectives. Well, maybe not the kitchens themselves, but definitely what goes on in there . . . what a blessed room in the house. :) Just give me a kitchen, a bedroom, and a nice bathroom. Less space to vacuum. ;) And yes, my coffee maker really is that fat. It looks fat in this picture . . . I made a mix of 1/2 decaf French Caramel Cream (Berres Brothers) and 1/2 Bolivian Blend (Trader Joe's) today. Ben had some and desecrated it with milk and Ovaltine. (har har)

Yay! Anna's home from taking the newest Liz Curtis Higgs book to a friend . . . driving for the first time . . . got her license today, and Ben too. Sweet. :)

Alrighty. I'm going out for a walk. It's too beautiful to pass up. And I really am quite pale,  so maybe that'll start to remedy that . . . NOT. I can't tan. I don't. I burn. It's the Scandinavian in me. Oh well. It's not the most important thing in the world; being able to tan.

Until tomorrow, folks. ;)

I was given weakness that I might feel the need of God. I asked for all things that I might enjoy life. I was given life that I might enjoy all things. I received nothing that I asked for. All that I hoped for. My prayer was answered.

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well, it was found on a Confederate soldier, according to heather dear, who posted this as her status on facebook...so don't ask me. :) ]