Last Sunday, the girls and I chose a pew near the back, set down our bag, and went to get a drink of water. When we came back and sat down, we were surprised to see that a Great Dane had chosen a seat right next to us.
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The sign out front says, "Visitors Welcome." I hope this dog felt at home.
It was really good throughout the whole service. (Good thing, too. That dog was a tall as the pew. It's the second largest dog I have ever seen). It had a service dog's shoulder strap, but its owner didn't appear to be blind, although she did have a PICC line. I said hi and started to chat with her, but everyone wanted to talk with her, so I didn't find out much.
Afterwards, Brother Merrill commented on how funny it is that Ellie growls. (She thinks it's funny to growl, and it is. At least it is when she does it).
The gal next to him, Sister Hogan, said, "Oh good, I thought that was the dog!"
So, if all dogs go to heaven, does that mean they're exempt from church?
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Matt's Broccoli Slug
Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils ... - Louis Hector Berlioz
I'm sick. Again.
Blech.
It's not so bad, though. I was supposed to get an upper GI (EGD) today. So I guess blowing my nose and moaning is better than swallowing a camera hose.
Now I have a whole extra month to look forward to it. :-
Blech.
It's not so bad, though. I was supposed to get an upper GI (EGD) today. So I guess blowing my nose and moaning is better than swallowing a camera hose.
Now I have a whole extra month to look forward to it. :-
Monday, June 9, 2008
Recently
(Kennecott Copper Mine).
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Amelia ponders a future in agriculture.
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Fresh air.
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Ellie and Matt rehearsing for their upcoming Tupperware® commercial. (Letterboxing at the farm!)
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Ellie pondering the wonders of the universe while Matt tries to remember where we parked the car.
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I made Mom a bead-woven library card holder for her birthday.
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Monday, June 2, 2008
Freak Accident
Matt had a freak accident the other day.
It was actually on the way home from our Moab trip.
We were headed home and stopped in Willard for some gas. I told Amelia she could pick out any drink she wanted, and she chose some fun fruit concoction. Matt took it out to the car for her while I used the facilities. When I got back out to the car, Matt had this shocked look on his face and was bleeding profusely from the nose.
I don't think he even knew what happened, but I asked anyway.
"What happened?!"
Apparently Matt had put a straw in Amelia's drink and was in the motion of passing it over to her when it happened. I should mention that this was probably the longest straw in the world comparable to a small hose. Matt thought it would add ease of drinking enjoyment for Amelia (she needed ease of drinkment any way we could supply. At that very gas station on the way to Moab she spilled an entire 32 oz berry flavored Gatorade. Our whole car smelled like artificial sweetener and fruit for the rest of the trip). Anyway, somehow in the act of passing the drink, the superlong straw jabbed up Matt's nose and stuck there. You can imagine the rest. Luckily we had a clean towel nearby.
I had to go back into the station to get Amelia another drink. The cashier couldn't stop laughing when she heard.
Gram thinks we have a pretty good lawsuit against the straw manufacturer. :-)
It was actually on the way home from our Moab trip.
We were headed home and stopped in Willard for some gas. I told Amelia she could pick out any drink she wanted, and she chose some fun fruit concoction. Matt took it out to the car for her while I used the facilities. When I got back out to the car, Matt had this shocked look on his face and was bleeding profusely from the nose.
I don't think he even knew what happened, but I asked anyway.
"What happened?!"
Apparently Matt had put a straw in Amelia's drink and was in the motion of passing it over to her when it happened. I should mention that this was probably the longest straw in the world comparable to a small hose. Matt thought it would add ease of drinking enjoyment for Amelia (she needed ease of drinkment any way we could supply. At that very gas station on the way to Moab she spilled an entire 32 oz berry flavored Gatorade. Our whole car smelled like artificial sweetener and fruit for the rest of the trip). Anyway, somehow in the act of passing the drink, the superlong straw jabbed up Matt's nose and stuck there. You can imagine the rest. Luckily we had a clean towel nearby.
I had to go back into the station to get Amelia another drink. The cashier couldn't stop laughing when she heard.
Gram thinks we have a pretty good lawsuit against the straw manufacturer. :-)
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