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I started to write a post today about my darling 14 year old grand daughter and her huge accomplishment on August 13. I have a lot actually to post about, but my creative juices seem to be occupied in a different direction at the moment.

I did however, get a surprise when I logged into this blog and found that Blogger has changed it's format. I guess we are making it easier to be illiterate these days.

Where it used to say NEW POST, now it has a pencil symbol. I don't know, all these pictures and symbols instead of words just makes me a little uneasy. I understand they are no longer teaching cursive or penmanship in schools.

I think it's too bad that today's children don't have an opportunity to enjoy the art of writing, it's relaxing and for some quite beautiful.

As Edward Bulwer- Lytton declared " The pen is mightier than the sword" maybe it's mightier than the computer. LOL

I'm just saying.

OUCH!!

Okay, well it has been established for a while, sometimes, I am just not smart.
I really hurt myself last night. We help out with the youth department at our church. Last night Pastor Aron was describing a game they played at Sr High camp. The game is called Ninja. As he was telling the kids about it, some one said it sounded like it would be painful. Well, it isn't, but I said, "I would get hurt playing that game." sometimes I'm quite a prophet.  Well it goes like this. Everyone stands in a circle, with your hands in a praying pose, fingertips up. Then the leader says, "strike a pose". And everyone moves to a position of their own choosing, trying to protect their hands. The object is for you to slap any other person's hand, when it's your turn. The person being attacked can move to protect his hand. If your hand is hit, you're out.
Bill and I watched it several times, and it looked like fun, who could get hurt doing this?? Soooooo, I decided to play.  Bill decided he would wait to be needed.
I chose a spot on the other side of the circle from Pastor A, and on his first move, he leaps through the air and lands next to me. (that's kind of why it's called Ninja, 'cuz you can leap like a ninja.)
So then it's my turn, I reach out to touch the boy on the other side of Pastor A, and yeah, I go down like a rock, landing on my already not so great hip. And the thing that concerned me the most was, I had a skirt on.
I tripped over Pastor A's enormous foot. This is the same thing that happened at VBS when I fell over his big foot.
So I really could hardly walk, I took some Tylenol, and then when I went to bed, I took 2 Oxycodone, just to take the edge off, so I could sleep. Oh yeah, I slept, and now I am not really able to hold my head up very well, and I feel a little queasy.

I am not going to play with those kids any more, I'll stick to playing with the little ones in the nursery. They are more my speed.

                                                                   

TT Thursday

OK, so you know how excited I am about the floor going down, ,,, those commas have a sound. duh duh duhmmm. Yeah. well the feeling of the light at the end of the tunnel, turns out it is a train. The A/C went out in the morning and by the time I called a man from our church that works on A/C it was 84 degrees in my house. Now that doesn't sound bad if you're in a lawn chair with a cold drink and a nice breeze in the shade. But in a living room, it's not cool. To say the least.
As I write this it is getting cooler, I am going to shower and get in bed, but I'm not sure I'll sleep very quickly, until it cools off a bit more.
Kevin says we need to look for a new heat and a/c unit. This one is about as old as the house, and that's about 50 years. So,  ,,, the good news is the guys will be back in the morning to put down more floor. Maybe they'll finish up??? I hope.