This time next week...

We will be in Amish country... I'm so excited. I hope it won't seem too rude if I stare... possibly with binoculars... and maybe take a few pictures... through their windows...

I jest!

Dan and Joy get married on the 12th of May and pretty much the whole family is heading down to Joy's home town of Massillon, Ohio. Most are going to fly... boring... but other Joy (she hates to be called that), Phil and I are going to road trip it there starting on Saturday. Should be interesting, to say the least.

For interest sake here's a picture of Dan and Joy looking blissfully happy... and one of me... so you can look at it and not miss me too much :D

YOU'RE VERY WELCOME!

Look Around You - Maths

Hilarious!!

it changes things

I know it's hard to feel real sorrow for hurting

people that are totally unconnected to you.

It's sometimes hard to remember to pray... but

whether we feel it or not we are connected. I don't

think I know anyone that was killed or injured in the

shooting, but I do know people affected. I know a few people there and even though they are safe. Even though they didn't maybe see what happened

with their own eyes... their lives will never be the same. Even if they live in hope instead of fear... they will live with an awareness that their lives can touched by these things. I remember very clearly living with that type of awareness in Israel, looking at people differently. Profiling.

A friend, who's getting married there in a couple of months and whose parents

are professors there said this in an email today:

" Everything is okay with my family. They're a bit shaken up, but they're ok. Its just bazaar. I mean, I put on my wedding invitations "at the Hahn Horticulture Garden at Virginia Tech" but people are basically going to read "come to my wedding at Columbine" and that is weird to try and think about, that that's what people will think about for a very long time now. The feeling you get when you hear or think about Columbine is now the same or worse as Virginia Tech. Thats where I'm from. I'm from the place where the shooting was. So strange. but I'm ok, it just takes a while to sink in."

I know another girl who knew the first guy to be killed (Ryan Clark). There is a connection. Closer than you may have thought. And one that is closer still. Our heavenly Father, the One we hopefully talk to every day, knows them... knows their hearts. Aches with those grieving family and friends. It is so easy to be self involved. Say to one another "oh how tragic" and go on our merry way. But maybe today, if you're reading this, you can take just a minute to pray. It is amazing to know you are being uplifted in prayer. It's palpable. There have been times when I knew I was being prayed for, and when I knew it had ceased.

Pray with me that in the midst of the grief and the overwhelming hurt, in the midst of this new sense of fear that has attached itself to those on that campus - that people would see God, that they would find how much His heart is for them. That they would be overwhelmed by His love.

Real Men Rule The World! (Stolen from BCM's blog)

This reminds me of something....

.....something I was once a witness to....hmmmm

Happy Easter lovies!!

love is in the air everywhere you look around... love is in the air, every site and every sound...

hahahahhahahhahaha love it!

Chag Semeach! Chag Pesach..

Happy Passover everyone!!

p.s. owen, you can now check 'em out on ringo :D

Bedouin Soundclash - When The Night Feels My Song

you DO know them right??

When the night felt my song...

It really happened! One of my favorite bands came to Cold Lake of all places.. and they were just about as swell as you'd expect them to be.. maybe even better. You could tell poor old Cold Lake, didn't know what hit them. When we got to the Agriplex where the concert was being held the parking lot was packed and we joked that everyone was there for bingo... to my chagrin everyone was there for bingo...
Yep.. Bingo night was packed out... but there were only a handful of people standing outside, waiting in line to get in...
you can see the "crowd" if you look just past Nikki and Janet - I must say the crowd swelled a little before letting us in but you could sure tell ours is a Nickelback town and not a Bedouin Soundclash town... *SIGH*
Anyway, after sitting through various local bands (and therefore headache inducing) they arrived - sadly by the time they took the stage some concert go-ers gave up and headed for some local bars and nightclubs (ridiculous) Ah well, it meant we could be up front center stage, if we liked
Yep they pretty much rocked my socks off... but what rocked even more?

meeting them after - friendliest band I've met so far actually, really nice - they chatted with us for as long as we liked...
This guy here? Pat Pengelly, the drummer and therefore slightly sweatier than the rest, we met him first.

This is Eon Sinclair (met him last) had a nice phat chat about t-shirt making and a recent car accident they had been in. Really nice guy.
yep - the old whisker rub/ friendly platonic kiss (I add that for the benefit of his girlfriend :D) from lead singer and jack of all trades Jay Malinowski

Jay in a Schienbein sandwich... this is after we chatted for a while about the u.k. and whether or not he really knew where Lancaster is. He said he did, but I called him on it :D He still insists he's heard of it. All in all this night... it felt my song, so rude boy don't cry.

It's past 12:59 so I'm going to bed, I've already had my lullaby.