dawn's dreams win

dawn and i were doing some work at the table. she said,

'what would have made my dream even better would have been

if saruman had had a long southern drawl,

but as it were - 

hey!  i actually got the chance to use that phrase in a real sentence!'

'think it'd be, "as it was", dawn.' 

'what? no!  you go look it up in the books. it's what the hobbits used all the time. 

but anyways, as it were, he only bought you flowers and

had a crush on you.'

reminder.

'Contentment comes from communing with God.
It is the product of resting in Him.'
                         
                                             - mama

st. valentine's

valentine's day is the bomb. 

 the pinks and reds are like dissonances, 

and it's fun to watch the guys in the stores grabbing 

boxes and crinkly bundles of flowers.

i imagine their women being very happy.

today an older guy came up beside me

as i was walking on the side walk.

golf cap, black jacket, black cane,

he smiled and winked and said 

happy valentine's day. i said it back to him and asked him if he 

had any special plans?

'Nah. Nothin except gonna go home, drink a little wine

listen to some music.

Whitney, Ray....'

i came home to cards.

on my bed and nightstand and table.

moriah wrote me a card

and diagrammed the sentence.

i knew grammar was

 paying off.

mama made chickin

 fettucini, salad, green beans

fruit salad,

cheesecake...

yeah. 

mom is awesome.

goodnight.

oh. 

and daddy's input on love for today was

'Son, cookin' meat is kinda like

loving a woman.

Ya gotta think about these things before hand.

Ya gotta prepare for it...

gotta marinate it, 

butter it up...

You gotta give it some lovin'...'

so there it is. now you know the secret.

happy cookin.

saturday evening post

   It's been so windy today.  I think that's part of why my skin has felt so dry and itchy, but Dawn gave me a reproving look, asked to see my arm, then went out of my room.  She came back with her Health book and pointed to a paragraph concerning cocaine and the side effects.  Dawn was certain I was suffering from hallucinations and was itching only because I thought bugs were crawling over me.
  "Look at your arm, Gabe." and she pointed to the needle prick in my arm from having  blood drawn a few days previous.
"It's evidence against you," she said, and went away.

Whenever Daddy types questions in google, sends an e-mail, or posts an article to the internet he always says, "I'm putting it out on the world wide web."

 

If you ever need a workout video, we have a great one 

from the 80's. 

I say this lovingly. Endearingly.

I was born in the 80's.

All the women are middle - aged, have on pastel tights

frizzed, curled hair,

and mid-calf socks. 

The music is techno, like an ancient video game,

and your hardest workout will be your abs.

But you should try it.

Exercise For Life

and you'll be amazed. 

ah. goodnight saturday.  

p.s. anne and chris and i had a wall squatting contest.

anne and i stayed up for 2.23,

but chris won. 

7 minutes.

go you.

  

dear tuesday.

If I were a king, I'd sit on my throne

and order people around and 

draw maps.

If I were a queen I'd sit on my throne

and order the servants around

and drink punch.

If I were a princess, I'd ...well, I don't like princesses anyways,

so I wouldn't be one.

If I were a prince, I'd learn how to fight

and order people around

and think about being King one day.

                 - dawn.

I'm determined to read 'Sense and Sensibility.  

Some days...goodness.  I want to laugh so hard.

Today I sat down in a booth at Chickfila and was eating my lunch

when a guy with a mushroom shirt sat down about 3 booths down facing me. 

Now, it was afternoon - past rush lunch hour, and the

place was in the calm-between-meals time.

Well, he sat down, and

I wanted to laugh so badly because it felt like we were at a long table

- one of the old kinds they would've had in a great house. 

It was quiet too.

Really quiet. 

So when his bag crinkled and when I took off the lid to my sauce, it was 

all louder than usual. And then, after about  five minutes

I did laugh.

And then he looked up and laughed too.

'This isn't awkward at all, is it?'

'Nope.'

I guess we all think we have the coolest siblings, right?  

except......

i really do think 

i do.

      

God Forgive Us

They slay the widow and the stranger,

and murder the fatherless

Yet they say, 

'The Lord shall not see, neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.'

He that planted the ear, 

shall He not hear?

He that formed the eye,

shall He not see?

They gather themselves together against the soul of the 

righteous, and condemn the 

innocent blood.

But judgment shall return unto righteousness: 

and all the upright in heart shall 

follow it.

                                                                                                    from Psalm 94

       Our bloody hands - we as a nation stand guilty.  How can we commit holocaust in our nation, turning blind eyes as 50 million lives are murdered?  It is murder.  Not only is the baby murdered, but it is tortured while its life is being taken. By week twelve the baby has eyelids, a little nose, hair and he can cry, feel pain and suck his thumb. Yet, 12 weeks is also when 11-12% of abortions take place.  The procedure for partial birth abortion is as follows:


  'Guided by ultrasound, the abortionist grabs the baby's leg with forceps. The baby's leg is pulled out into the birth canal.  The abortionist delivers the baby's entire body, except for the head.  The abortionsist jams scissors into the baby's skull.  The scissors are then opened to enlarge the hole...The scissors are removed and a suction catheter is inserted.  The child's brains are sucked out, causing the skull to collapse.  The dead baby is then removed.'

  Graphic, sickening, horrific.  Worse is that it's true. That in America 115,000 are performed every day.

 God have mercy and turn us from this wickedness in our country - both  those who know it is wrong and those who don't. May we all take a stand for life.

http://www.abortionno.org/Resources/fastfacts.html

over the weekend

this past weekend we made a trip to see uncle tim and aunt emily for some help on music.  

we always get more than that.

their house is one where you feel at home as soon as you walk in the door.  it's one of those places that is so cozy, you instantly want to curl up with a book on the couch and you don't feel bad 

for making yourself right at home - you really can't help it.

there are only a few places like that for me 

and the cannon house is definitely one of them.

it's a good place to play hide and seek, a 

good place to explore anything from nooks and crannies, to weapons, 

plato, socrates, fantasy maps and closets..uncle tim has a whole closet shelf dedicated to his favorite movies.  he sat on the floor in the middle of shoes and low hanging shirts

and helped us pick one.

watching movies with U.T is definitely a favorite past time now. 

we now also know how to tie a tie, 

do a military tuck 

{and what it speaks of a man who takes the trouble to do it before he goes out}

what the cabaret singers were 

{before they were too scandelous}

and how titus was baptized in the cold cold waters of a winter pond.

he didn't like it.

 sister Margaret>

 aunt em's super yummy breakfast...she made amazing food the whole time

and every meal we had music and candles...PLUS they were on their second round of the twelve days of 

christmas.  yesss! 

{titus and the pond}

his story telling is worth the whole trip.

i love pandora, but i'm not going to pay for it.  

therefore, commercials.

and they scare the thunder out of  me every time

there  i am cruising through some brian crain and then

BAM!.......that woman's voice is so loud.

here, while you're here,

 listen to some beautiful music 

and this too

aand this one

sunny wednesday

  Here are some pics from a very windy, sunshiny and cloudy wednesday.

 

friendly tuesday

tuesdays have always seemed nicer than mondays.  mondays have a stuffy rudeness to them.  but tuesdays are almost always friendly.

   i sometimes get on a kick of not editing any photos i take unless it's in - camera settings.  i've been in one of those moods and i took some pictures on the way home that i was pretty happy with for them not having any outside touch ups on them.

     mama and the girls were on their way home from a party, so they stopped and we howdied  before we all went home :)

goodnight, rainy tuesday.

Monopoly Mondays and Mo-dawns

'What do you think a saloon was in the olden days? asked dawn,  'Cause it says in Pride and Prejudice that they were sitting around eating meats and such in one.'
 'That might have been a salon they were talking about, Dawn' I said.
She pshawd incredulously, and laughed, 'Gabe!  That would have meant them sitting around getting their hair done...No, no...this was a saloon, but I just can't see Mr. Darcy and all  them sitting around in one.'

  She finished today, by the way.  She shut herself in her library for a couple of hours and would only stick her head out of the door to advise me on a key decision in Monopoly or to look reprovingly when I made a bad one.  At one point she opened her door with a frown, grabbed the phone and walked outside.  When she came back in she said, ' I called Rachel and she and I both agree that that was one of the worst decisions in the game we've ever witnessed.'  I had just sold Boardwalk and doom was on my head.  In spite of risky Monopoly games, though, she still finished the book.  Sixty-one chapters in four days.  Nice, Dawn.