Wal Mart

I've spent a lot of time there the past few days. I'm not sure why, I don't like it very much. Probably because there's all kinds of threats that people will get shot there, and I like to live my life on the edge. Some good things came from it though.

1) I found out that my Jewish friend Andrew is uncomfortably good at hula hooping. He can hula hoop while wearing a hat, holding a cup, and a soccer ball. But not while holding a car battery. That's where he draws the line.


2) They sell funny action figures. If you can't tell in the picture below, on the left is a big black guy named "Daddy V" and on the right is a well-to-do white business man named "Striker." These are the last two people I would ever expect to see in a package together. But they look like they're having a good time.


3) We met the Wal-Mart security guard. He had an attitude, and a southern accent. He taught some thugs a lesson.

Sandwich Night

Bringing it back. We even have a jew.

Busy Time Fun

Yesterday I walked to church.
I didn't take pictures though.
but my feet hurt afterwords.
And I slowed Marcus and Brett down because I don't know how to skate.
I felt like they were babysitting me.
I stepped on a rock that promised prosperity, but it was a false prophet, and I slipped and hurt my knee.

And after church me and Andrew went to visit Lukas at work, but we didn't know where he worked. We got lost. And almost mugged. When we finally found his work, we snuck up on him, but instead of him being surprised and happy, he gave us coloring books and made us sit quietly until he got off work. They were called "Busy Time Fun" And we had to color with pens.


I am sick of being babysat by my friends. No more!!!!

Kirsi's Poetry

I made this in fourth grade. Now it's decorating Heidi's room.



I wrote a poem about mud, and this is the corresponding picture. Me and my friend are having a mud ball fight. It's very orderly, because all the mud balls are lined up in a row, and we are hovering above them, mudballs in hand, ready to attack.

Terrorist

This kite tried to cut my head off. It has no respect. that's ok though.

Captain Redundant

Is a man that I met while hiking yesterday. He warned us not to hike past 5 miles on the La Luz trail due to ice. He said we would fall and crack our heads open and our brains would spill out. But it wasn't just a warning. He talked for about 10 minutes. He wouldn't stop. He kept saying the same things, in the same graphic manner. Faith is convinced he has treasure burried up there. Joshua named him Captain Redundant, while I sneakily stole a couple pictures of him. I'm sure that's illegal, but his beard demands to be photographed.



After we were done talking to the captain, we took a break on a rock that overlooked the whole city. It was cool.



Joshua came prepared with a 3 point sermon.


Joshua and Rachel did not heed the captain's warnings and kept hiking the two extra miles to the top of the trail. Faith and I stopped at five miles due to the condition of our shoes, and the pain in our limbs. We were lied to, and told they would be back in one hour. By one hour they meant two. So Faith and I waited. When I say Faith, I mean the person, not the fruit of the spirit.



While we waited, we talked about God, Evolution, Mission Trips, Prophecy, and Native Americans.

We came back with sore muscles, sunburns, and good memories.
Today I am crippled and have one bright red arm.
We plan to return this summer with our dogs.

Pranked

And I'm so embarassed.

Sick

I was sick on friday. I let a few people know and they took it upon themselves to make me cards and bring me soup and flowers. Katie, Marissa, Monique, and Cashmere sent cards of encouragement, Sara wrote a bunch of love poems, and Joshua drew a graphic picture. Thank you guys for your support. Also in this picture is a mitten, and part of a sheet.

Graphic

But the good news is, me and Sara got locked in a small room on Saturday.

And, after almost a year, the swing made by the hands of a Native American is still in its place, and looking better than ever.

Good News!

I have a thimble.