So we finally got back from our vacation to Colorado and Moab. I figure we drove about 1,500 miles over the few days we were gone - from Wednesday to Monday. Now we are quite tired. At least I am. I do know, however that Becky is happy that we went, no matter how anxious and nervous I was during the experience.
I think she knows why was nervous. It usually happens when I meet lots of new people or go on vacation. I just so happens that this time, we did both. Pictures will be forthcoming on our joint blog, jeffandbeckydiamond.blogspot.com and possibly on this one, I haven't decided yet.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
False Doctrine!
So, the other day, Becky and I were visiting her folks, and for some reason, we started talking about doctrine. True to form, Allison brought up something seemingly completely unrelated.
She said that one of her friends (I wonder if she believes it?) said that there is a reason for Deja vu. Before we were born, God showed us a film of our lives, and our moments of deja vu are when we remember little snippets of that movie.
In probably my wittiest moment, I said "Well, that's a nice little false doctrine."
: )
She said that one of her friends (I wonder if she believes it?) said that there is a reason for Deja vu. Before we were born, God showed us a film of our lives, and our moments of deja vu are when we remember little snippets of that movie.
In probably my wittiest moment, I said "Well, that's a nice little false doctrine."
: )
Friday, June 12, 2009
Poor insane cat . . .
Okay. So there is this cat at our complex. I think it just hangs around our building, but this cat is freaking crazy! Here's our history with this warped little creature.
When we first moved in to this complex, all was well, but then we started hearing these horrible sounds! Becky and I would look at each other, and ask "What is that awful sound?" It really sounded like a baby with some sort of disorder. Finally, we found what was making the sound: It was a cat! I've never thought a cat could make a sound like that.
Then the war began. The "cat offensive" began one night when Becky was fed up with the sound. It kept getting louder! Now, I wasn't looking when it happened, but Becky opened up the door to shoo the bugger away, but it was sitting right next to the door. Naturally, Becky was freaked out by the satan cat there at our door looking like this.
I can only assume that the cat looked like that. Regardless, since Becky was so freaked out, she yelled at the cat, saying "You're gross!!"
The cat fired the first shot. We are just defending ourselves! Well, after the smoke cleared, Grossey (as we now called him) didn't come around for a couple of weeks. After which time, he attacked again! We were coming in the house one day, and Grossey ran into our house! We're still not sure why, but it happened. Then we went on the offensive.
The defense began one night in February. We heard that sound that told us that Grossey was just outside our window, so I thought Tonight's the night! I'm gonna get that little bugger! So I went out on our porch, and kicked the stupid thing towardss the stairs. Up to that point, I don't think it disliked me. It does now.
That was close to the end. Since then, we found out that the cat's real name is Robin, even though we still generally call it Grossey, or I call it "The poor little insane cat". We thought that the folks upstairs would take him with them (they were feeding it -- that's probably why it sticks around) but it's still here!! We don't know what to do!
Becky isn't supporting the war as strongly anymore. The Robin insurgency is getting to her. We feel like we should call the pound, but we know it's going to end up being put down because it obviously has something seriously wrong with it. That's where we are now.
When we first moved in to this complex, all was well, but then we started hearing these horrible sounds! Becky and I would look at each other, and ask "What is that awful sound?" It really sounded like a baby with some sort of disorder. Finally, we found what was making the sound: It was a cat! I've never thought a cat could make a sound like that.
Then the war began. The "cat offensive" began one night when Becky was fed up with the sound. It kept getting louder! Now, I wasn't looking when it happened, but Becky opened up the door to shoo the bugger away, but it was sitting right next to the door. Naturally, Becky was freaked out by the satan cat there at our door looking like this.
I can only assume that the cat looked like that. Regardless, since Becky was so freaked out, she yelled at the cat, saying "You're gross!!"
The cat fired the first shot. We are just defending ourselves! Well, after the smoke cleared, Grossey (as we now called him) didn't come around for a couple of weeks. After which time, he attacked again! We were coming in the house one day, and Grossey ran into our house! We're still not sure why, but it happened. Then we went on the offensive.
The defense began one night in February. We heard that sound that told us that Grossey was just outside our window, so I thought Tonight's the night! I'm gonna get that little bugger! So I went out on our porch, and kicked the stupid thing towardss the stairs. Up to that point, I don't think it disliked me. It does now.
That was close to the end. Since then, we found out that the cat's real name is Robin, even though we still generally call it Grossey, or I call it "The poor little insane cat". We thought that the folks upstairs would take him with them (they were feeding it -- that's probably why it sticks around) but it's still here!! We don't know what to do!
Becky isn't supporting the war as strongly anymore. The Robin insurgency is getting to her. We feel like we should call the pound, but we know it's going to end up being put down because it obviously has something seriously wrong with it. That's where we are now.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Poor neglected blog. . .
So the title says it all. While I don't know if anybody is actually reading this, I still go through the motions of putting stuff up here in order to satisfy some twisted need I have to be "published."
Some new stuff: Look at the new widget! If you play Go, type your zip code in, and it will tell you where the closest club is. Cool, eh?
Second: I have dropped my Chinese studies minor. I'm now just a Japanese major, which will get me out a whole semester earlier than previously thought. So, we can start working sooner than previously hoped. : )
I was going to say something else, but I can't remember what it was. . . Let me know if you know what it was.
Oh! I remember. Some people (let's be honest -- most people) ask me what I am going to do with my degree, or why I am studying Japanese. Things like this are why. It hurts, it hurts!!
Some new stuff: Look at the new widget! If you play Go, type your zip code in, and it will tell you where the closest club is. Cool, eh?
Second: I have dropped my Chinese studies minor. I'm now just a Japanese major, which will get me out a whole semester earlier than previously thought. So, we can start working sooner than previously hoped. : )
I was going to say something else, but I can't remember what it was. . . Let me know if you know what it was.
Oh! I remember. Some people (let's be honest -- most people) ask me what I am going to do with my degree, or why I am studying Japanese. Things like this are why. It hurts, it hurts!!
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