Sun, Son, Sun, Son

The sun is shining a bit today. Clouds and sun intermittently. It’s a joy to see sun. The irony of it is that in just a few short months I’ll be sheilding myself from it as much as possible. My fingers will then be too warm, instead of the too cold of nowadays.

I love the 60′s. Degrees of temperature, that is, not the decade. I was born in that decade, but have no particular love for it ;)

Once temperatures rise to about 70 degrees F. I’m at the top of my comfort. As it rises higher by nth degrees I overheat by nth degrees. Not fun.

I am a reptile. Hibernate when cold, sit in sun after too chilled, then go back to become chilled again. Simplistic way to describe it, it really deserves a much more complex description. I’m just filling space though, with some thoughts I’m having, to get the ugly green and red map sandwiched for the daily entries. I like it’s function, just not it’s looks!

The sun is like that too. It’ll be a grand day when one day our glorified bodies can take the SON shining full strength for all eternity. Currently, in fallen-mode, I can take the sun in increments, the depth depending on supportive weather. Gratefully our spiritual outlook is such that with a regenerate heart Christ is always with us, shining inside. The glorification of our bodies will mean we can really appreciate that oh so much more on that day.

Map of travels

Cool computer-generated hosted deal

States I’ve been in:



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or write about it on the open travel guide

Most of it was driving. Many, but not all, I’ve stayed over in, but at least the connected states I’ve driven through them in car of our own. I am including everything I’ve been in, since being born. It doesn’t mean much difference of what we’ve done since Frank and I were a couple beginning in 1992.

The two disconnected states were an airplane trip in the 80′s. I stayed in CA for over a month.

I’m content with the lack of travel on this landpiece called the lower U.S. There’s plenty to visit just in the immediate region we live in right now, that we’ve never seen. I’m a serious homebody now too, I’d love lots of acreage and to just stay on that, to my DH’s chagrin. :)

Conversations of the young

Overheard:

Asa was in Victoria’s room early this morning.

Victoria said “That’s zero. Asa it’s zero. Do you know what zero is?” pregnant pause, silence.

“It’s nothing” said Victoria, answering herself.


I imagine that whatever it was they were referring to, Asa must have been standing there with his right-hand thumb in his mouth, just watching. Victoria was being very know-it-all. Asa was polite listening, but didn’t care much for the delivery. :)

The players: Victoria, female, 5-years-old; Asa, male, 3-years-old.