Anan's (not-so) Randomness!

This afternoon I was reading the packing list for a camp I'm volunteering at and saw "clothes for dance" at the bottom. I had to do a double take. A dance?!?!?!?! Please NO!!!!!!! I'm sure I will survive but I have dancephobia. I wonder if I can find fabric with little dance people crossed out... Hhhhmmmm.... I'd make a whole outfit complete with purse and shrug if I could fine such wonderful fabric!

This <points down> is just plain old funny! The dress is alive! It's trying to eat that poor man!

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We're heading out tomorrow (my birthday) to go freeze... I mean camp in the Upper Peninsula. Oh yay. I'm bringing books but I won't read them and I'm bringing a swimsuit but I won't be swimming. Hmmmm... So have fun in the tropics y'all!

Here you see the latest May fashion.

"You're not wearing a dress." ~Punch Pig (AKA Paul G.)

This is the oddest greeting ever as well as the most anoying. Nick S. has latched onto it and says it every time he sees me wearing pants. <groan>

[long non-meaningful post] See I' ve never had a subject all my own before. Maggie always gets them all. "Yes Master Maggie." "Your wish is my command oh future Queen."

Ahem. Well seeing as I don't have anything "interesting" to say, I shall talk about my lack of interesting things to say... I would advise that anyone who wants to be interested by something now shut down their computers and run their Pastor's house. <watches peeple run> Ok. Now that it's less crowded around here... Pastor's usually have things to say that are of general interest. I don't find myself qualified to talk theology or be "deep".  If a person talks about football alot... lots of people are interested in football so the person is being interesting. I don't exactly talk about football unless I'm joking about how other people talk about it so much. I don't talk about tv shows that everyone has seen, because I don't fit into the "everyone" set, having not seen any of those shows. I could talk about MacGyver, Andy Griffith, and Colombo... but I don't think that's very interesting seeing as those shows are chronically gifted. Basically I don't feel qualified to talk about science, math, history, literature, music, team sports, TV, movies, foreign languages, poetry, photography, computers, video/computer games, politics, electronics, anything to do with school, or shelving pickles. (had to stick that one in there...)

 "What's left to talk about?" you ask. Well... If you qualify knowing how to tell a bug and a beetle apart as science, then I can talk about that. If math can be said to be the ability to tell how many places to set when you're serving all the Horners who can eat *solid* food except Erik and Matthew and  all the pastors' family members except the ones who are gone off to college or not eating solids, then I can talk about that. If history is knowing when circular skirts were "the thing", then I can ramble about that. If literature is "Don't Let the Pigeon Stay Up Late", then I can tell you all about how wonderful the Pigeon books are. If music is the sound track of "Jonah a Veggie Tales Movie",  then I can comment on all the songs. If getting everyone ready and out the door to go to church on Sunday mornings is team sports, I can certainly tell you all the rules. If "TV" is that black box like thingy over there, I can certainly give you a description. If movies are those black rectangles and the little shiny circles, I can always talk about the troubles with keeping them on the shelves. If a foreign language is what Benjamin the 4 year old speaks every day, then I would be glad to translate. If poetry has anything to do with trapping, I can always post Dad's poetry. If you call pointing a camera at a bunch of peeple and pushing the round button, I could talk about the troubles with getting peeple to look decent for more than one hundredth of a second. If this thing with the keyboard is a computer, I can tell you all about how e-vile it is. <skips the computer/video games part because of slight prejudice> Politics... well there always are those cheesy jokes. If electronics is replacing light bulbs, I can talk about well... really dirty light fixtures. If school is math and all that other stuff, all I can say is that it's doable.

Seeing as none of that sounds interesting to me I will briefly list what *IS*. Sewing, skirts, dresses, historical costumes, subtle private jokes, snow, yarn, fiber, spinning, attempting to create that mysterious music thing with the piano and organ, siblings, food, edible siblings (y'know, the really cute ones... Aaaawwwwwwwwww!), and pretty much any active thing. Like running around and cleaning, or skiing, or chasing brothers... I'm sure there are other topics but I'm just materialistic and these are the ones I really love. I love going to church but I'm not about to ramble on and on about how much I love it. [long non-meaningful post\]

p.s. sorry I edited a little... the blog resends the little notice thing and is a pain

Bad Peep! Bad! Go back to reading interesting stuphph! I don't really exsist so why are you here? HHhhhmmmm???

Random non-existant stuphph: I made the obligitory audition tape today. Maggie and I both "vocalized" by singing "no no no no no no no no no...". I found it quite appropriate. Cecilia has informed me that Jesus wakes her up every morning. I'm not sure what to make of that... Now that you haven't read this post I must cut it's non-existance short and go "beddy bye".

Your Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:

Her Grace Lady Anan the Laconic of Much Moulding upon Carpet

 This is of course inspired by “Church Signs Revisited” in the HT mag… What follows are the three most bizarre church signs I saw this year.

 “You Think It’s Hot Here <picture of fire>” (this was of course on one of the hottest days of the year…)

 “Come to my house Sunday before the game ~ God”

 “Join us this Sunday to hear Joe talk about SIN the HOW and WHY” (Emphasis added)

 That last one provides the most laughter. In fact… Oh wait I will give background to this joke first. My Dad LOVES WOOD!!!! I joke that he worships wood. Yes, I know I’m shocking. Last year he built a gigantic wood kiln in our backyard. (A wood kiln is for drying wood in.)  Conveniently the foundation for said building already existed in the form of what was supposed to be a greenhouse foundation. I jokingly call this monstrous building the Wood Temple . Tonight after church I suggested to my brother Matthew that we should make a church-like sign for the Wood Temple . It would say something like… “CHARLIE’S WOOD TEMPLE Join Chuck Saturday Morning to Hear Him Talk About WOOD the HOW and WHY” <insert Matthew  cracking up>                                                                                                 

 I recently freaked out the "babies" I was sitting on by hyperventilating and saying "WOOD!" over and over at the sight of the trees in a tiger documentary movie thing. I must remember that not everyone knows about my Father's obsession with wood.

Stinking format or whatever it's called..... Greeeeeeg!!!!!