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Raising the bar

This is what animals must be able to do at David's house in order to not be taken to the Pound.

Caution: Bathroom Stall Writing Ahead

Ok. This post is a little on the crude side. And maybe you can't handle the humor of it, if you're not a public middle school teacher. But I walked into a bathroom stall at work today and saw this and cracked up. No matter where I am...Wal-Mart, Sears, schools, etc., there are ALWAYS nasty things written on the stalls. But I just...crack...up when I see mispelled crude phrases. ...It's like they tried so hard....and thats what comes out. They really wanted to insult you...and this is it. Is it bad, yes. ...does the spelling make it hilarious to me...yes again.

Charlie's Kitchen

The other day...I decided to make sugar cookies....why? I don't know. But I did. Please take time to check out my cool colored icing and cookie decorations. Bet you can't tell what sport has been on my mind lately. I also make a Falcons' bird logo cookie...however, somehow Tori didn't recognize it as a purposefully made cookie and thought it was a scrap and left it on the pan (see below).

Is this not obviously the Atlanta Falcons bird logo (flying to the left).??? Apparantly not, as Tori left it on the cooking pan thinking it was a scrap piece.

Art imitating life, or David and Jared imitating statues?

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Just thought I'd post

Since I haven't posted since Saturday, I figured I should. Things are just scootin' along. I just got back from church. It was my last Wed. night at that church. Sunday will be our last Sunday. The following weekend I'll be visiting David in B-ham, and the next Sunday....I will actually get to go to McConnell Memorial Baptist Church. My parents' (and mine and Michael's old) church. Believe it or not I have not been able to go there in 2 years. Ever since I started at my current position. It will be so nice to get to go there and visit again. I can't believe I haven't been there in two years.

Otherwise, work is just chugging along. I'm filled to the brim with paperwork. If you looked at what I do timewise, you'd say I was a secretary, not a teacher. But...thats the nature of the beast.

Things are going good, and I'm happy they are. We're excited about getting to visit some local churches and see where God wants us.

10-4. Over and out.

Now taking new bets...

There is an "80 %" chance that David and Joanna's child is a girl.

So what's the spread? (Not even sure what that means) Anybody want to go out on a limb and predict a boy anyway? 10 to 1 ?

I sound like a bookie.

Still crossing....about a week left.

We have crossed the Rubicon...

....and not in a canoe.

Recipe for Disaster

No camping trip would be complete without some event happening worthy of making the blog. And I know none of my thousands (4 or 5) blog readers lives would be complete without more Charlie stories. So here's another one for the books.

The camping trip really was fun. We relaxed, played lots of cards (spades), went canoeing, ate junk food, normally would have fished (but they weren't biting), went for walks, etc. It was great. I love doing it because it is fun, but more importantly de-stressing.

But of course I am Charlie. And as such, I by nature create Charlie stories.

I like to canoe. I think I would like kayaking even more, but haven't had the chance yet. But I do like to canoe. However, between Tori and her parents, I am the only one who shares this love of canoeing. This MAY....just may...have something to do with the fact that the last time I talked Tori's parents into canoeing with me, I "jokingly" and accidentally flipped them...their cell phones...and digital camera...and beloved chihuahua.....out of their canoe. (That's yet another Charlie moment).

So anyway, I rented a canoe for 24 hours. I had a good time with it, and decided to take Tori out on a canoe adventure. After dinner we got in, and off we went. I had already explored a great part of the lake, so we headed in a slightly different direction; on a mission to try to find the end of the lake. After moving swiftly along for about 30 minutes, thoroughly enjoying the scenery as we skimmed nearby the opposite shoreline. I then believed we had arrived the end "area" of the lake. Much of the lake had driftwood and dead tree stumps sticking out of the water. Didn't bother me any. As a matter of fact, I thought it cool to be able to explore where speed boats could not go. They were just more fun obstacles to manuver.

So Tori and I are checking out this "dead zone".....and I decided to have a little fun. .......(For those of you who know me....you know this is where the trouble always starts. I get this funny look in my eye, and a sudden urge to do something unusual and often times not very bright.......but it is often times funny.....later....). So I decide to myself..."Hey, I know, It would be fun to start paddling as fast as I can, and try to bulldoze one of these tall dead tree stumps with the canoe!" Now, see.......it sounds dumb now.....; but at the time it really seemed like a great idea. They look really rickety, and like I could just bowl them over with my speedy tin canoe.

Of course, I don't tell Tori my plan...my only words to her are....."Stop paddling and watch this." This should of been enough of a warning sign. But....no...it wasn't. So I start paddling faster and faster..... There are stumps everywhere and so Tori doesn't notice that I have picked the biggest one out and am heading straight for it with all my might. I go faster and faster, just imagining the fun crack of the stump as I destroy it with my battleship. Finally she realizes what I am doing, but it is too late.

WHAM!!

With a giant thud I plow into the large stump. ....it does not move. .......It does respond, however. Little did I know it, but the stump I happened to pick out, also happened to be the Grand Central Station for all the wasps in the known universe. The stump vomited out wasps, like it was the 4th of July and they were the fireworks. It was like I was Osama Bin Laden looking up at the entire U.S. Airforce. Of course, I pull out my heavy artillery. My slow, non-arodynamic swinging of a little, blue plastic paddle. But I was aiming for them. One at a time. I finally realized I was slightly outnumbered, and the best thing to do was run. Or in this case canoe. So I told Tori to start paddleing and I put it in high gear and started to flee.

Luckily, the wasps did not care to pursue.....except for this one who escorted me out of the premises. I'm not sure....but I think he gave me a dirty look before he turned around and went back.

As you might imagine.....there is a very good possibility.....that next time....I'll be canoeing alone.

For me....camping is all about the activities.

Family Time at the Campground

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Gettin' gone

Tori, Micah and I are going camping with Tori's parents at a state park for the Labor Day weekend; gas prices be darned.

So adios - and see you Tuesday.

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Gas crazy

I do know that gas stations are about out of gas. I just paid $3.20 for premium...all that was left. Diesel was $3.50. I thought maybe it was a local thing, but I just talked to David and the same thing is happening in Birmingham. This is wierd stuff isn't it?