Monday, August 29, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Today was another fun, though not quite so ambitious, day of hiking. The kids enjoyed a modified version of "Pooh-sticks" in the brook burbling beautifully in the ravine behind our little cottage. In the evening it was a fabulous dinner (pizza from the grocery store), Coldstone ice cream, and baths for everyone.
Oh yes, and then packing. We're off for California tomorrow!
Monday, August 22, 2005
We went hiking today up to an old mining camp near
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Today was a long day crossing all of
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Packing yesterday was an ordeal. It took nearly all day, and every square inch of the mini-van is now filled with Rienstraphanalia: Pip's super-hero gadgets, Mia's soccer stuff, Jacob's many books, clothing crammed into garbage bags, hiking gear for our layover at Breckenridge this weekend, and much much more. Barely room for ourselves, actually.
Highway 80 will be a breeze, but we'll need prayers for traveling mercies making our way around the windy city. More tonight...
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Taking her at her word, she received on her birthday the following small gifts:
A can of Monster Energy Drink
A can of Ensure
A copy of the Onion
A copy of the Large Print Edition of Reader's Digest
A pair of funky rectangular mirror sunglasses
A pair of half-moon reading glasses
A pair of skimpy unmentionables
A pair of gramma briefs
A bag of chocolates
A can of prunes
A pair of extreme athletic socks
A pair of support hose
Plus something a bit less of a gag-gift, which we'll blog about later.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Friday, August 05, 2005
The Theologigglers spent a chunk of yesterday afternoon in a friends' boat out on Spring Lake. Pip and Jerusha got a kick out of sitting in the captain's chair.
In our boat conversation we all decided that should the weather start getting rough, and our tiny ship should be lost, we would surely die in very short time on the desert island were it not for Mr. Phil. We're persuaded that he could make a nuclear reactor out of coconuts and beach sand.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
J. M. Thornburn one said: “All the genuine, deep delight in life is in showing people the mudpies you have made; and life is at its best when we confidingly recommend our mudpies to each other’s sympathetic consideration.”We always spend some good time at our annual Theologiggle reunions sahring mudpies with one another: songs composed, books written, other projects to be proud of. I've had stuff in past years; this year I decided that I would not subject my good friends to academic papers I'd written this past year. Instead I quick made something up last night. Here it is.