Anan's (not-so) Randomness!

Nothing really exciting happened today that I can think of. Hmmmm... Stefan did a lot of sleeping and eating and being cute. Oh and not looking like a lizard. ::coughSOTHERE!cough::

I'd forgotten to mention it before but the Francks are expecting again and prayers would be appreciated. They lost their last baby around this point. ::is sad:: I hope to journey up to their frigid home in Duluth a week before Stefan's baptism and ride back with them. Pr. and Mrs. Franck are the Godparents. I'm glad that we'll have them here at the same time as our relatives. It's always good to have non-relatives around for these family get togethers. I know that sounds strange but it's true. It tends to keep things to a dull roar.

My "tummy wummy" just told me that Grandma's lasagna was velly good. I agree. So does everyone else. It just so happenes that it was *REAL FOOD*.

Could someone sending me a magic box that holds a whole fabric store inside it? It would be greatly appreciated. Now Wal-mart is supposedly corrupt (Oh wait... isn't that the case with most retail stores?) but anyway... I'm not going to let myself feel guilty about getting patterns there out of desperation.

Peeple going to MI retreat!!!! Ack!!!!

I've been sick and last week I was staining wood oh joy. But I gettzing *$$$$$MONEY$$$$$* So ok... I can't breath. Mostly cuz I just finished screaming at the peeple going to the retreat. Did y'all hear me?

I haven't had time for sewing and I won't have time for another week or two... Crumbs... Mostly 'cuz we're camping and 'cuz we're going to IKEA tomorrow.

Yeterday I was sick, happy, hyper, and in a cleaning frenzy while listening to oldies... I asked Mom before I washed the kitchen floor... "Is it worth it? Won't it just get dirty again right away?" Mom replied "Why do you say that?" and then proceeded to drop a raw duck egg on the floor... My point was proven. Thus is the life of a Peach Slave. I felt like passing out around 7:30 p.m. quite the interesting feeling... I haven't experienced it since my run in with starvation at the "THE FEAST". Now Mom is worried that I'm emaciated or something. Oh well.

The bunnies are being cute as usual...

The birds... They're outside! Waiting...waiting... waiting... I must go to them! They are calling! In their screechy bird-like voices! "Aaaannnnannnn!!!!" "Aaaaannnnaaannnn!"

<exits pursued by crazy birds>