Wednesday, February 09, 2005

When you're riding in a time machine way far into the future, don't stick your elbow out the window, or it'll turn into a fossil.

and when you are shopping at goodwill and find three t-shirts that you want to get, try not to think about how much you tease your mom that it's her favorite store.

now, i know what some must be thinking, "this girl is serving at l.g.i. and she barely talks about the things that are going on there!" well there is a simple explanation for that; nothing goes on here. but (at last, at last!) looks like things are about to start happening here at lgi. rumor has it that there are more people coming, like professional full time staff coming. then the congo choir, women's conference, and a youth retreat are on the planning table...for april. you know april, the month AFTER i leave. funny how things work out. but alls good because this place needs these activities, it's been so long since it's been in use. so hopefully after april things will pick up again and this place will get back the engery it had back in the day.

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as i was sitting here, getting all homesick (let's face it; me living away from every person in my family is no good. it's just doesn't work for me) when a little song popped in my head...

Why should a fellow want a girl like her a frail and fluffy beauty why can't a fellow ever once prefer a solid girl like me
She's a frothy little bubble with a flimsy kind of charm and with very little trouble I could break her little arm.
Oh, oh why would a fellow want a girl like her so obviously unusual why can't a fellow ever once prefer a usual girl like me
Her cheeks are a pretty shade of pink, but not any pinker than roses
Her skin may be delicate and soft, but not any softer than a dosies
Her neck is no whiter than a swan's
She's only as dainty as a daisy
She's only as graceful as a bird
So why is the fellow going crazy?
oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me
She's a frothy little bubble with a frilly sort of air And with very little trouble I could pull out all her hair!
oh why would a fellow want a girl like her, a girl who's merely lovely, why can't a fellow ever once prefer a girl who's merely me?

...and because i am a dork (i really am. let's not pertend i'm not.) it made me smile and feel a little better.


(these pictures are so good they make me homesick.
okay, so that doesn't take much. but still.)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

WOW! I completely forgot about that song. Thank you Anya. I must go perform for Brent now...
Liza