When the sun fully sets at 9:59pm and the mosquitoes go wild with glee at all the warm bodies braving the night air, the hazy afternoon's and early mornings (*sigh*).
And it almost seems a sin to sleep in, and a another one to go to sleep when it's still light out. When Camp outs are acceptable and a given, as well as bonfires and get-togethers.
... and speaking of fire - it's also the time of year for fireworks. When America celebrates it freedoms and independence, and my family help and bring the "cheer" (so to speak) to The People through something that gets your adrenaline pumping and you screaming and is also a chance to look back and try to image how our forefathers spent that night.
And so dear readers, as it has been before, I bid you farewell for a week to help my dad with the Lake Show that I, my dad, Jare and quite a few others have done for the last 3 years.
(this being the sign hung outside our shop)
I hope you all have great 4th's of July. And please, be safe.
Just when you think everything is normal, quite, and relaxing... you get sent a little challenge to "liven" it up!
I was just grabbing my library book from my room and was heading out to the living room to spend some time with it. I had to go through the kitchen first and I'm so glad I did. As I was walking down our long hallway, there was a strange smell, like plastic... or smoke... or fire...
I calmly walk into the kitchen - I swear I wasn't expecting anything, then I saw it.
Flames.
Big flames, that reached to the ceiling...
"Oh, nononononononono" I said, not panicking I'm proud to say, I was more angry that fire would dare to set foot unwelcomed into my pyro family home then scared. I jumped the 4 feet to our island counter where a plastic bag and apron were ablaze, as they were to close to our gas stove. I graped a corner of the apron that wasn't on fire to pulled away but it was surprisingly hot (yeah Lib, it's fire you idiot), and all I had was the library book as my weapon. "dang. Poor thing" I remember thinking as I hit the flames repeatably with it. I finally got the fire out, and then the smoke alarm went off.
Helpful huh?
That's when I looked at the book (pic below as shown shortly after).
So now I have a crispy book that I'm not sure what my library going to think about it, and slightly scorched fingertips that I don't mind, but at least I was there. I thank God that he allowed me to help out my family in this small but big way. It could have been worse. =\
What with blogger and it's new Design feature, I don't know. I've gotten it back to Minima but now I have seemed to have lost my three columns!
"Ug."
Thank you so much Olive Tree for doing that Tutorial on how to get back. I might have found it myself if I had looked... but I forgot (lame of me huh).
PS
RJD and the other blogs that I author are going under construction. Mind the mess!
Have to schedule more drives so I can graduate from driving school.
Milk goat twice a day.
Ducks.
Feed Dogs, care.
6yo brothers baseball games.
Clean room.
Finish fence.
Practice bass.
Sleep.
Paint.
Finish Sketch.
Get back on running schedule.
Wash hair.
Church.
Make cape for Gus.
Find knife.
Oh, and finish school for this season.
... In other (and shorter words), my life seems to be running away from me and I can't seem to catch up to it. Forgive me if I don't post as much as I used to.
Oh, and I HIGHLY recommend Media Fasts. It REALLY makes you focus.
I'm surprised anyone stayed around all this time and I just want to say thanks to those of you who did. Nice to see/read you again!
And to celebrate our coming back... here's this REALLY awesome vid that was emailed to me and I finally get to post it. Read the guide notes under the vid if you have trouble figuring out what she's doing.
Guide Notes:::
This video shows the winner of " Ukraine’s Got Talent", Kseniya Simonova, 24, drawing a series of pictures on an illuminated sand table showing how ordinary people were affected by the German invasion during World War II. Her talent, which admittedly is a strange one, is mesmeric to watch.
The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears and she won the top prize of about £75,000.
She begins by creating a scene showing a couple sitting holding hands on a bench under a starry sky, but then warplanes appear and the happy scene is obliterated.
It is replaced by a woman’s face crying, but then a baby arrives and the woman smiles again. Once again war returns and Miss Simonova throws the sand into chaos from which a young woman’s face appears.
She quickly becomes an old widow, her face wrinkled and sad, before the image turns into a monument to an Unknown Soldier.
This outdoor scene becomes framed by a window as if the viewer is looking out on the monument from within a house...
In the final scene, a mother and child appear inside and a man standing outside, with his hands pressed against the glass, saying goodbye.
The Great Patriotic War, as it is called in Ukraine , resulted in one in four of the population being killed with eight to 11 million deaths out of a population of 42 million.
Kseniya Simonova says:
"I find it difficult enough to create art using paper and pencils or paintbrushes, but using sand and fingers is beyond me. The art, especially when the war is used as the subject matter, even brings some audience members to tears. And there’s surely no bigger compliment."
