So Beth is already up and I'm lounging in bed, not ready to leave it when Beth comes in and says, "We have no water."
Oy.
So of course, being the man that I am, I have to see for myself. Dang it if she isn't right.
What now? Well, of course, we have to get dressed and go to Starbucks. Duh...
(You know, there are things that have to be taken care of first thing in the morning)
We walk into Starbucks and there are signs on the restrooms stating, "Out of Order. We have no water."
Oy. OY!!
We ask if they know anything and they said that there is a water main that ruptured. I grab a tall brew and we head home again. Just for the heck of it, Beth turns on the kitchen faucet. Voila!! Water!! Thank you, water people!!!
We're happy again.
Aug 26, 2008
Goodbye Fay, hello Gustav
This should be interesting...
It's an interesting perspective to live at the target end of a shooting gallery.
So Fay was pretty much a non-event for us, although I know that there are many for whom is has been and still is a major problem. We were expecting Sunday morning to be crazy stormy, but we awoke to blue skies and clear air. Early Monday morning was when we got the tail whip of stormy weather, but that lasted only a couple of hours really.
Gustav? Anybody's guess for now...
It's an interesting perspective to live at the target end of a shooting gallery.
So Fay was pretty much a non-event for us, although I know that there are many for whom is has been and still is a major problem. We were expecting Sunday morning to be crazy stormy, but we awoke to blue skies and clear air. Early Monday morning was when we got the tail whip of stormy weather, but that lasted only a couple of hours really.
Gustav? Anybody's guess for now...
Aug 5, 2008
August! What happened to the rest of the year?
Can you believe that school is about to start back -- that the summer, for all intents and purposes, is over?
BTW - I don't have in my possession the 4th-of-July-in-KS pictures I promised -- yet.
Right after returning from our trip I got slammed with an upper respiratory infection that laid me out for a full week. I had a cough that felt like the end of the world. I'm still on my second round of antibiotics.
Then I lost my voice. Then I strained it, so I chose not to speak for about 4 days and I've been struggling to get it back since. It's been rather difficult for me. I mean -- I'm a singer for cryin' out loud! I also teach voice. There is something disheartening about a vocal coach who can barely croak his way through a conversation, much less actually sing and demonstrate technique. Oy!
Sunday mornings have been brutal leading worship. I've made it through, but barely.
And now I'm back at raising support which means I'm on the phone hour-after-hour.
And waaa, waaa, waa. And waaa, wa waaaa.
Pray for me.
We had a good weekend attending a training seminar for missionaries raising support. It was, on the one hand, brutal and tiring -- 2 days, 10 hours each, sitting on standard church folding chairs -- as well as intense (we spent 26 hours in preparation for the weekend). But on the other hand, it was encouraging, motivating and informative and we came away with some good tools.
That's about it for now.
Peace out...
BTW - I don't have in my possession the 4th-of-July-in-KS pictures I promised -- yet.
Right after returning from our trip I got slammed with an upper respiratory infection that laid me out for a full week. I had a cough that felt like the end of the world. I'm still on my second round of antibiotics.
Then I lost my voice. Then I strained it, so I chose not to speak for about 4 days and I've been struggling to get it back since. It's been rather difficult for me. I mean -- I'm a singer for cryin' out loud! I also teach voice. There is something disheartening about a vocal coach who can barely croak his way through a conversation, much less actually sing and demonstrate technique. Oy!
Sunday mornings have been brutal leading worship. I've made it through, but barely.
And now I'm back at raising support which means I'm on the phone hour-after-hour.
And waaa, waaa, waa. And waaa, wa waaaa.
Pray for me.
We had a good weekend attending a training seminar for missionaries raising support. It was, on the one hand, brutal and tiring -- 2 days, 10 hours each, sitting on standard church folding chairs -- as well as intense (we spent 26 hours in preparation for the weekend). But on the other hand, it was encouraging, motivating and informative and we came away with some good tools.
That's about it for now.
Peace out...
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