11-Feb-2006

And the winner is……………….

The Sherrods!

Last night Daniel, Rebekah, Sarah, Anna and Michael came to our house
to partake of our extensive selection of ice cream. With that kind of
decision put before you it is hard to choose just one; “so many
flavors, such little bowls”. Consequently we packed our dishes with
such combinations as cookies and cream, kings cake, cinnamon, cake of 3
milks, and birthday cake, truly a sight to behold and a delight to
consume.

Adequately primed, we spent the rest of the evening playing “Imagine
If” and “Apples to Apples”. Little did our unsuspecting guests know,
but we use the ice cream to lure them into a state of unsuspecting so
that we are able to find out there deepest secrets. Daniel secretly
wishes to be a diamond ring but has problems selling himself; Rebekah
on the other hand, “pumps iron” to improve her “hug” and some inference
to her habits with a “blow dryer” were thrown in confirming her in our
minds as “differently interesting”; Sarah put out the notion that
penguins are courageous and Timothy liked it, thus giving a whole new
definition to the word.

Good times with good friends, I think God for the community of Christians in which He has placed us.

9-Feb-2006

Blue Bell ice cream – essential for true southern hospitality
Why don’t y’all come on over?!

5-Feb-2006

What a great week! here are the highlights:

Brian, Stacie and I just had a good, long discussion on the front porch in the dark. Good bonding times.

My sisters, mom and I went to see a ballet today put on by a group from Russia.

I ran 7 miles on Friday and biked 15 on Saturday.

I checked our freezer and we had 12 half gallons of ice cream in there – God’s bountiful blessings!

Spent an afternoon with Mikaela, Glory, Halle and Will.

Our family went out witnessing on Friday.

Stacie and I are going to an evangelism conference tomorrow.

Bless the Lord and forget not all His benefits.

2-Feb-2006

Well it looks like my site has been pirated;
that’s what happens when you get on “real quick” before work. Speaking of work,
I didn’t go the first three days this week because I was taking care of my poor
sick dog and then I had a little school work to do. When I got to the job site
today you would think I had missed a month instead of a few days.

Here I am, a girl on a construction site and
incontestably the least competent there; it had even been observed by
one of the fellows that when we (Stacie and I) were on the job site it
seemed more like a social event than work. Yet all six guys expressed
their gladness in some form or fashion at my return today. All I do is
come, paint, call tools (especially screwdrivers) by the wrong name and
joke about the pay benefits of being related to the boss; my brother
even paid for my lunch today!

All I can say is, thanks to those who make it such a
great pace to work; my dad, brother, uncle, two friends and dad’s
worker. I never thought work could be so much fun and it makes my dad
so proud when we all work with him. Thank you Lord for all of your
benefits.

2-Feb-2006

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