So Andrew came home from church today, and started the bar-be-que. He's standing out on the back patio...suddenly gets the feeling of being watched. He looks over and sees a little boy's face peeking over the fence. (Wait. Let me back up a bit...the house next door is a rental and has had more people living in it than a hotel in Hawaii. We've slowly given up even trying to meet the people who revolve through it.) ANYWAY. Andrew suffers through being stared at for a minute, and finally says hi to the little boy. Here is the conversation that ensued: A: Did you lose your ball? Boy: yep..it's that gray one. A: Here you go. Boy: You like the U of U don't you? A: Yes...did you see our flag? Boy: Yep...where did it go? A: Oh, I just took it down for awhile. Boy: Do you go to church? A: Ummm...yes. (trying to wrap his brain around the whiplash causing topic change) Boy: Well, people that like the U swear. A: Ok...yep. Some people do. I don't.
REALLY!? What the heck? Maybe I'm just hyper-sensitive since I LIVE IN UTAH COUNTY and FLY a U of U FLAG...which believe me is tantamount to flying the Union flag in the heart of Alabama...but...wow. Andrew thought the kid was maybe five. We're teaching tolerance and love right? Just sayin'.
The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but burlap chafes me so.
Quote of the Day
"Faith in something greater than ourselves enables us to do what we have said we'll do, to press forward when we are tired or hurt or afraid, to keep going when the challenge seems overwhelming and the course is entirely uncertain." -Gordon B. Hinckley
Word of the Day
fillip \FIL-uhp\ , noun: 1. A snap of the finger forced suddenly from the thumb; a smart blow.
flummox \FLUM-uhks\, transitive verb: To confuse; to perplex.