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Wed, Feb. 26
... Don't want no food or no toys
I'm going to spend my day painting props! Whoo! And then doing laundry! Double whoo! What--don't you get excited doing that?

I can't believe it's already Wednesday of reading week... weeks off seem to stretch out forever at the beginning, and then go far too quickly. I still haven't touched any of my reading or assignments, although I did spend yesterday shopping for paint, feathers, and other assorted prop pieces. So now I have to go attempt to put them all together in something remotely resembling what I want it to look like.

Anyways, I need to go to the church to hunt down a tarp. I don't think Rocky will appreciate me much if I get paint all over the chapel floor. It could be fun, but for some reason, I don't think it would go over too well.

Okay, I'm off to find some paint clothes.

One year ago today: There was a baby shower for some triplets--Braden, Andrew, and Caitlyn--that were born a few months ago, and have had different health problems and such, because they were so tiny and premature, but they're all out of the hospital, and all doing well now. It's such a great thing for the church to be able to see them healthy--they're miracle babies, and we've prayed for them for so long. Laura and I crashed the shower... well, okay, it wasn't exactly "crashing," because the shower was open to any women in the church. It just sounds more... daring, or something to say that we crashed it. :o)
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posted at 10:43 a.m.