Sleepless in...my basement

I can't sleep. This happens to me every once in a while and I can't seem to pinpoint what the issue is that makes me temporarily insomnic (I'm not even sure insomnic is a word but bear with me) Is it gastric problems? No. A acting up foot fungas? No. An overactive mind? Possibly. But I can't figure out what it would be overacting on. Doesn't really seem like there's much going on up there considering that I can't come up with anything more interesting to write in this random episode of the bloggity-blog.

What are some ways I could put myself to sleep? So far I tried reading, that didn't work, I just got wrapped up in the story. So then I turned on the tv and watched an episode of "My Name is Earl". That didn't work either, it was funny! So now I'm blogging. I'm not feeling any more tired. Was "any more" supposed to be one word in that past sentence? The popular tv sitcom method of making a person sleepy is to drink warm milk. That just grosses me out.

I just reread what I wrote and noticed all my grammer errors but I'm not going to correct them so you can have some fun pretending to be an English teacher while you read this. I know that if James Ranson was reading this he would have for sure noticed every mistake I made, I apprecate that about him! Who needs spell check when you've got a James Ranson around!

Well I think I'm going to watch an episode of Hannah Montana and see if that makes me sleepy. Thanks for checkin in!

Just everyday life

Well...I don't really have anything to say today but I thought to myself, "I havn't written anything in the bloggidy-blog for a while" and not wanting to dissapoint all of my bloggidy-blog readers, (that's right all 8 of you!) I decided to write something anyway. So now you've been warned, this may not be interesting!

Nothing of interest has happened in my life latley. Just work, starting up youth group, small group bible study and life in general. Oh and I recently completed the Red Cross course to become a First Responder. It was pretty intense stuff but I really enjoyed the course. I got to have my own little dummy to practice CPR on, in case your wondering I named him Bartholemew and we got along qite well, although that might have had something to do with the fact that I saved his life at least 8 times. I also got to experience being strapped onto a spine board, it was a bit unnerving but I got through it, my blood pressure was quite high after the whole ordeal though!

Let me give you some advice if you are thinking of taking any form of advanced first aide, if you don't like people touching you don't take the course!

tea parties and ballarina moves

Last week I had a tea party with my friends 3 year old daughter. It was a marvelous time! She brought over her princess tea set...I drank from the Sleeping Beauty cup. I made ice tea, served some chocolate cookie type things as well as apples with cheese slices. The tea party began! We drank a lot of ice tea, ate he entire plate of goodies and talked about life, from a 3 year olds point of view! After we had devoured all the tea party goodness we turned on the tv to watch the Wiggles. If you've never watched them you should.
We were dancing along with the amazing Wiggles when T. looked at me and said, "Watch me okay, it's going to be incredible!" She did a twirling, tippy toe ballarina dance move...and it was incredible.

Learn from your dreams

Last night I had a scary dream...

I dreamt that it was time for our camp staff appeciation banquet and I apparently thought I could handle planning and executing EVERYTHING for it. Without prior preparations. I was trying to make sure the turkey got cooked fully at the same time I was trying to finish putting together the game board for Camp-Family Feud. I was trying to make to make alfredo sauce without a recipe while people were telling me it was time to make the thank you speech. Supper was late, the games didn't go as planned (in fact they went horrible) and no one recieved a candy beside their plate.

Everyone was very, very angry with me. There was yelling coming at me from all sides causing me to cry my big, green eyes out. It was horrible. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer and I was making plans to fly to Romania and change my name to Olga I woke up. I woke up to realize that the appreciation banquet is almost a month away still.

And then I decided to ask Debbie to be in charge of the meal.

President Bennett

So who's vote do I have?!

You Learn This At Camp...

It's true.

If Everyone Cared...?

I recently actually listened to this song as I was driving down the road one day and I just really liked it. Thought I would share it, what do you guys think about the message in it? Or is there even a message?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dP8AGLgt6dQ