OCTOBER FAMILY PHOTO

For the first time ever this fall, 

most of our family got cell phones . . .

And Sam?

Well, he upgraded from the phone booth to . . .

A portable phone!

Thanks, Judy, for taking the snaps!

Sweet Dreams

The other night I dreamt that as Annie, our black lab-wanna-be, and I were running home, we were being stalked by a tiger.  I grabbed the tiger by the mouth just as our neighbor Bernice came out her front door.  I yelled at her, "Shoot him!" and she said, "I'll get the camera!"

Now, I talked to Bernice yesterday and told her my dream and asked her if I ever yelled "Shoot it!" at her again, that she grab a gun!  What makes this most interesting is that there really is a wild life sanctuary less then ten miles away.  

A missionary . .

I used to believe

being a missionary meant getting on a plane,

going to a far away place to live,

to share the Gospel.

Now I believe 

being a missionary means getting up in the morning,

walking out my front door,

and sharing the Gospel with whomever I meet. 

Michelle

The Shiner . . .

Happened in the Fleet Farm parking lot yesterday.  I had taken Sam's car to grab more leaf bags because it was parked in the middle of the driveway and it was just easier to take it then move it and use mine.  Needless to say, when I opened his car door in the parking lot, I managed to hit myself just under the left eye with the door.  It's just a small cut, but it is starting to turn colorful!

TAKEN AFTER RAKIN' . . .

Alias "September Family Photo"

Matt was in charge of the September family photo and he wanted it to be taken at the orchard.  Unfortunately, every weekend he wanted us to come, something didn't work out and the orchard closed last weekend.  Since we were already three weeks past due, we went for a one shot quickie in our neighbors leaves - after we finished raking ours!

Thanks again, Neighbor Nancy!

Dear Mr. Drowning . . .

There is a very sweet man who comes early many mornings a week to swim at the Y.  As staff, we've often looked at his stroke and wondered if he would be offended if we just made a few corrections here and there.  We all have our favorite corrections, from kick to arm pulls.  We call him "Mr. Drowning" because one of signs of drowning is "failure to make forward progression".  How bad is it?  Well, this morning the lifeguard had only three people swimming so she counted the number of arm pulls he took in one length.  I generally take 18-19, 20 is considered average.  He took 63!  The lifeguard couldn't believe it, so she counted again.  This time it was 65!  So now the question is, which one of us is going to talk to this dear man . . . 

Maybe the first . . .

A few days ago, word of mouth allowed the Mercy Ships Advance Team to meet up with Juliette who may become the first potential patient in Madagascar!  After a quick assessment, they gave her a follow-up card for early November.  They watched her treasure her card as she walked away.