Not really. I’m not going to talk about weed-eaters. I just wrote that to punk my friend Jim, to try and get him to come read my blog. Go here to see what I mean. (Ain’t I a stinker?)
Seriously though (or not so serious)…thought I’d break from deep thought and do a bits-and-pieces kind of post. Just about this-and-that, with a little tongue-in-cheek thrown in (and a deliberate over-use of multiple-hyphenation).
The weather is a predominant thought in my mind just now. Didn’t get much sleep last night. We’re watching the TV while the wetherman shows us a “hook echo” indicating the possibility of a tornado heading our direction. Then The Wild One looks out the back window and sees cloud lowerings and possible funnel clouds against the lightning in the sky. Then the power goes out. THEN the sirens go off. It could not have been more cinematic. Yow. I had to call my mom on the cell from our fraidy-closet to find out what was going on. No damage here, no tornado touchdowns, and power is back on this morning. Whew.
Enough of the weather, but remind me to tell you sometime about the OTHER storms that came last Sunday when we were trying to get ready for house church….fun.
Four of the people from our house church group claim Australia as their homeland, and three of them are heading back that way for a wedding, stopping first in upstate New York. They left yesterday, and while one will be back in town briefly before leaving the country…it will be mid-July before we see them all again in our living room. Missing them already.
All of us in our little family are creatively bent, and God seems to be stirring those creative juices lately. The Wild One has jumped into photography with both feet, and really shows promise of being able to do it professionally eventually. The Director is putting the finishing touches on his first short film, and has already written a fantastic script for another. And in music…I am learning guitar to expand my writing vocabulary, networking like crazy on MySpace, preparing to create a soundtrack for The Director’s first short film, and catching local shows when I can in an attempt to connect with the local music community. And, as I taunted my readers with before…I’m dreaming again. So lots to keep us all busy.
And as for the weed-eater…I can only tell you what NOT to buy. Don’t by the cheapest Weed-Eater ™ Wal-Mart carries, the electric kind. Don’t buy that one.
Summer’s almost here. Enjoy!
Wayward Son
Musician. Composer. Recovering perfectionist. Minister-in-transition. Lover of puns. Hijacker of rock song references. Questioner of the status quo.
I'm not really a rebel. Just a sincere Christ-follower with a thirst for significance that gets me into trouble. My quest has taken me over the fence of institutional Christianity. Here are some of my random thoughts along the way. Read along, join in the conversation. Just be nice.
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No… don’t buy that one! Really.
🙂
I thought it was going to be one of those competitions. You know, click on the picture, get some questions, press submit and hey presto, it tells you what sort of weed eater you are.
And I really wanted to know.
Heidi,
Experienced in cheapo Weed-eaters, are we?
🙂
DP,
If you are a person who eats weeds, I’d say you have a problem from the start. It would be kind of ludicrous to then sub-classify as to what *kind* of weed-eater you are.
🙂
A big 4 stroke brush cutter – that’s what I want!!! WE get what we pay for – bit like our walk with God really …