Can You Say "Road Trip"?

I am currently riding down the road, it's name I do not know, in Indiana. Our first stop will be in Kentucky, then on to Alabama. Other than feeling a bit car sick from staring at the computer screen, everything is going great! We have stopped for bathroom breaks around 60-70 times--patience is a virtue--and have helped a two year old use his training potty thing in the car (he has done a fairly nice job). Last stop we made, Price, my 10 year old brother, had use the bathroom so bad that he went into the women's restroom because the men's was "occupied".

I am switching between Bronte and Austen, one brother is reading Brisinger (sp?), and another Chronicles of Narnia, another playing with an action figure and making strange noises to go with it, and last . . . the other is pleading to get down out of his car seat. And since sodas are a NO NO, we have overdosed on flavored water and Sun-Chips . . . although we did splurge on some Doritos. Well, that is pretty much the run-dow . .

Hear Us From Heaven

I've listened to this song many times, but today was the first time I actually paid attention to it's full meaning. It's message is no less than the message of revival. I added the video at the bottom of this page- it is the one that looks like CD cover with a door on it. Here are the lyrics:

Verse I Lord hear our cry Come heal our land Breathe life into these Dry and thirsty souls

Verse II Lord hear our prayer Forgive our sins And as we call on Your name Would make this a place of Your glory to dwell

Verse III Open the blind eyes Unlock the deaf ears Come to Your people As we draw near Hear us from heaven And touch our generation We are Your people Crying out in desperation

Knitting

Nihao! I recently learned to knit, but could only make something VERY simple (a scarf or a dish towel), so . . . I decided that I wanted to make a "chunky beret". A friend of mine sent me a site that had a pattern, but I quickly learned that it was a rather complex process (for me). Everything has initials which forces you to then Google the terms, find an easy Youtube video that explains it well, and then put it all together. I am now on my third or fourth try! This hat is making me crazy!!!! Last night I started one, but didn't use a pattern and ended up causing it to have a eternal twist. If I actually can complete one, and am not completely mortified over how it looks, then I will post a pic of it. Hopefully it won't terribly scare anyone. . .

Side note: That hat in the picture is what I hope to achieve.

"I'm Still Alive"

Well, No one died from the gas leak! And, as it turns out, there was no actual propane in the house, it was the odor stuff they put in the propane. Our tank was empty (unbeknown to us) and was sucking the smell out of the empty tank into the house. It's actually rather funny because we left all of our lights on that night when we left because when my parents were looking up the precautions to take when you have a gas leak it said not to turn lights on or off, and not to unplug anything. Of course, we unplugged our computer charger, hence the ability to write the post from that night. It was rather sad that it happened that particular night because I had just gotten home from Barnes & Noble with a book (which ended up costing waaay more than I thought it was) on the history of the Northern and Southern empires of China, and a Mandarin language kit. I was all ready to get down to business when I heard my Mom telling the boys that "Daddy is going to take care of it.", then she turns off the heater. First of all, I had been smelling something most of that day and thought it to be a dead mouse or something, so when I heard all of the commotion and bits and pieces of the conversation . . . it pretty much freaked me out. Anyway, we are safe! Praise the Lord! It's good to be in your house without the smell of propane . . .

A Gas Leak!!!

I thought this was one of a kind moment and that I should share it with you. It is 10:00 P.M. and we have just fled our house due to a gas leak. I am over being freaked out, but . . . oh dear, you should have seen me earlier! We are safe and sound in our neighbors house (they are like grandparents to us, but are out of town) which is an 1878 mansion. Quite lovely. We stayed here with them while our house was being built, so this is like my second home. Anyway . . . I have shared our crazy night with you. Goodnight!

Urgent Prayer

My dear friend, Patty Smith has been been battling breast cancer since the fall of 2007 and seemed to be doing well, but doctors recently found that the cancer has moved to her neck and possibly other places. I don't know how much freedom I have with relaying the information, but I ask you with all of my heart to please be praying for her. I can't imagine life without her . . . none of us can. We simply need a miracle.

What I'm Listening To

I've heard a lite amount of her music on Lord of the Rings and such, but the other night, I succumbed to the Barns & Noble marketing scheme in the music section. They have those things where you scan the CD you want to listen to and then it plays sample of every song on the CD . . . oh dear. Am I a sucker or what? I think I ended up paying the "Barns & Noble" price, but hey, life is too short to save every single penny (I do firmly believe in saving). Anyway, if you don't already have some of her music, you should check it out. She is Irish . . . if that persuades anyone. It's not like Irish pub music, more like "new age". The album I got is called "A Day Without Rain".