Thursday, October 30, 2008


Something I love:
When our sweet Kaylee decides it's time to make pumpkin pies -
with holiday music playing in the background.
Ahhhhh..... She's been known to turn the holiday music on in July, too!
But this time, it's the real thing.
And we're heading up to Wawona
with pies - and nippy weather predicted.
I love you, Kaylee.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Church cleaning day

The outside workers...

ANNNDDD......the inside workers :-)

When you plunge into the depths of dusty boxes there's no telling what you might uncover. WE uncovered old Christmas costumes...and cloth dummies...and bows...and fake leaves...and plastic top hats...etc. etc. etc.

"We Three Kings" didn't make it to Bethlehem

Dancing with the dummy

The dummy dip

Believe it or not, we did get a LOT accomplished on that day. :-)

My method of memorizing bones...drawing them!

It took a considerable amount of time to draw, but it helped me get an A on my test!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Sofa repairs

Repairs following a vigorous wrestling match
the damage :-)
working on the solution

finishing touches

"slow going?"

And then (though not related to the sofa) what is better than fireside devotions :-)

Friday, October 3, 2008

Books, etc.

Here are some books and things that I have been reading and studying of late.

These are two of the texts that my dad used when he was in seminary. It has been very interesting to delve into the ins and outs of the Reformation and to read source documents -- some of which Luther himself wrote. We have just finished going over the Diet of Worms. Interestingly enough, Luther probably didn't even say the famous quote "Here I stand, I can do no other." The original quote is quite powerful as well, but it's odd that the "Here I stand" quote would have become so famous without even being legitimate! (The other night dad was so exhausted that he got in bed and said, "Here I lie, I can do no other..." :-)

Ahhh....Biology. Isn't our creator amazing?! Such a perfect system of life can't be created by anything or anyone else than our mighty, loving God. Sometimes it just baffles me.....he has created everything in soooo much detail!

We have been reading this for our high school Sunday school class. These two guys make some very good points. They are the founders of the "Rebelution" - a teenage rebellion against low expectations.

Oh how I love Jane Austen. :-)

A very cleverly written book on the art of composition

Maddie Myers and I are doing a study on this book. Lee Strobel goes through many current challenges to Christianity and gives detailed yet very understandable answers to those questions and challenges. I have wanted to familiarize myself with the current challenges so that I may be ready to give an answer in the way that 1 Peter instructs, "...always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; yet do it with gentleness and respect..." (I Peter 3:15, ESV). We just finished going over the first chapter which was all relating to the controversy over the Gnostic Gospels.

And then on a somewhat lighter, sillier note: My attempt at style imitation -- a P.G. Wodehouse description imitation to be exact :-)

The Librarian - by me :-)

Directly before him loomed the head librarian, a stack of books tucked awkwardly under one arm and an expression on her face that could have made Shakespeare chuckle. It was convenient that she bore such a title as she did for anything lesser would not have suited her appearance. She was all head. Its shape, if it could rightly be called such, was more like a ripe tomato than anything else; almost round, but inescapably dented and wrinkled in visible and terribly inconvenient locations. For women, facial features have for centuries been the focal point of notice and hers were no exception. Her eyebrows alone traversed half of her protruding forehead in a sort of woolly rainbow and the rest of her face was graced with the splotchy outlines of, what was probably, the sad result of an attempt at applying facial powder on a damp puff. In other words, she was ghastly.

(if at this point, you are seriously pondering my saneness, consider that this was written around midnight. :-)


P.S. This post's for you, Grandma :-) I love you :-)