Friday, May 16, 2008

under the influence

normally i love sleeping. seriously, i nap like a champion. but i have spent the majority of the last 2 days sleeping, and i didn't really enjoy it. codeine helps with coughs, but also replaces brain cells with a substance not unlike silly putty. that's sort of what i feel like.

also, i'm pretty sure that instigating a water balloon fight, then having a bucket of water dumped on you is not a good remedy for a chest cold. but when it's 90+ degrees, some things need to be done. and when you've changed shirts, only to have awkward damp spots on your dry shirt in the shape of your damp bra, the only thing to do is let the kids around you point and laugh.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

why things said on mission trips should always be written down

"God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, Audrey. It’s the frinity."

they even drew a diagram that looked like a four leaf clover. soon after, i was replaced with bill nye the science guy. you win some, you lose some

Friday, May 09, 2008

nation-wide

laughtrack is a little tiresome. but worth a chuckle. and its fun to talk like this guy.

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

"I'm no theologian. I don't know who or what God is. All I know is He's more powerful than Mom and Dad put together." - Lisa Simpson

Monday, May 05, 2008

the darndest things

two of the favorite things i have said this year:

during winter retreat, while watching the cutting edge.
kids: "what are they doing?"
me: "well, they're doing tequila shots." (main characters are celebrating getting into the olympics)
kids: "why are they doing that?"
me: "the salt and the lime are suppsed to make it 'taste good.' let me put it this way... you could drink tequila, or you could just hit yourself in the head with a hammer a bunch of times and it would be about the same and it would be cheaper."*
kids look puzzled.

*seriously, this advice i wish i'd gotten. perhaps it would reframe the partying discussion if we just show what people look and feel like when they're hungover.


during new orleans mission trip, while painting.
kid: "when you get married, are we invited to your wedding?"
me, without missing a beat: "sure."
kid walks away.
site supervisor: "is that happening soon?"
me: "i'm not even dating anyone right now." laughs.
kid comes back: "is there going to be an open bar at your wedding?"
me, puzzled, but again without missing a beat: "well, i'm not sure, yet, we're still picking out the centerpieces."
kid: "ok." walks away.