Here's me on Saturday the 11th, seeing the Pacific Ocean for the first time. It was absolutely amazing! I know, water is just water, but it was so different from anything I'd experienced before I was like an open-mouthed child at everything. Check them out at Emily's site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/acebo/
I'm dogsitting this weekend for Michael and Barbara Garrett. Surf their family blog at www.spiritinfusion.blogspot.com to see their beautiful baby Mazen (who is now crawling and has her first tooth)!
Had the strangest dream the other night. I dreamed I was being chased by a flying carving knife -- you know, 12-14 inches long, big fat handle, serrated -- and I'm in the car with my mom and we're trying to outdrive the thing, but it's flying along right outside the window and in fact, trying to come through the window (which, by some standard flaw in my brain, was rolled halfway down).
The weird thing about it is this: the knife is coming at me handle first. It's trying to insert itself into my hands. And the wind is howling in the car, my mom is shouting directions, I'm shouting as I hold my hands out, trying to push the knife out the window and NOTHING is working. The thing isn't necessarily overpowering me, but it just won't go away. I mean, how long can you fight? Finally, in desperation, afraid of being killed, I scream IN THE NAME OF JESUS!! and at that moment, the knife is ripped away from the window and I'm lying awake back in my bedroom, it's still dark outside, and everything is as it was.