

What's not on my mind!
Do all the good you can, By all the means you can, In all the ways you can, In all the places you can, At all the times you can, To all the people you can, As long as ever you can. -John Wesley

Its good to be home, even though I feel out of place everywhere I go. But church was good this morning, Ken's preaching is one of the things I miss the most. But after church I went over to Grandma and Poppi's. Poppi has been down recently and so of course mine and Chucky's smiling faces have just gotta brighten his day. I went and laid in bed with him awhile then went out to talk to Grandma. She told me of how this morning he kissed her and told her he loved her three times right in a row. Then she about started crying when she was talking about if he had to go to the hospital. Is our generation gonna get to know that kind of love at all. How many of us are actually gonna get 60 years with our spouse? Last year Grandma was in the hospital for a week and Poppi is so used to her serving him that he didn't know you can't put a metal pot in the microwave. Now girls aren't really taught to serve their husbands cause that just might mean the men are wearing the pants and we can't have that. But don't get me started on how feminist killed romance. Will our generation of wanting whats fast and easy, our generation of I can't work for anything or care about one thing, I must keep my options open, I must be independent otherwise I could get hurt ever going to know what it feels like to be 80 years old and not know what we're gonna do without the person we fell in love with in our 20's.




Ok so here's my plan. I'll do the architecting. Bart and Jacob will be in charge of construction. John Boles and Brian Rausch will create some amazing windows. Brian Haag will do some wonderful carpentry. Mindy Anderson will do some beautiful art work. I'll get the Marshall to preach. Jarod's got music. Nat's got the youth. Anne Marie can do the whatever she plans on doing in England. George can do graphics for stuff. Ok if I'm forgetting anyone else's skills, sorry. You're more than welcome to join.
1. If your father sounds like a garbage truck at night, make other sleeping arrangements than in a tent with him. And check the weather forcast.
2. Put Abbey's cooler under someone else's cooler who doesn't have vodka in their water bottle.
3. Don't leave your favorite camoflauge k-state ball cap in your drunk brother's canoe if you ever want to see it again.
Nothing makes 4 girls happier then 3 giant bucks
Cheezin over spending too much money at Cabela's
The Girls

Chunkerbutt's birthday party
My new float tube!!!
Here's where we camped in Arkansas. Beautiful! Jealous? I know.
Here's me and Mandy an hour before I thought I was gonna kill over from a straight up hill hike


Here's my hero, good samaritian, new biker friend who saved me and drove me to get gas when I was lost near Joplin on the way home and ran out. God bless JP. Stupid Missouri.

Here's me on his hog!

So when I got gas and on the right road I get a call from my lovely friend Anne Marie, who just happened to be driving right next to me (small world) and we go visit our good friend Dustin in J0plin.
