beware the buffalo

Welcome to Memphis, where you can experience two different seasons in two days. (The high was 70 on Saturday. Today it's 40.)

Saturday was beautiful. Kathy, Daniel, Ryan, and I went on a picnic as planned, but we decided to go to Shelby Farms, which was not planned. It was a lot of fun. We ate Subway sandwiches, watched people sailing on the lake, and visited the buffalo (there's a buffalo reserve in the park). :) We took pictures (sorry, don't have the floppy with me right now). Then Ryan and I went to see Bringing Down the House with my family (which was hilarious), went back to their house for dinner, and watched 10 Things I Hate About You on TV. It was a fun day.

Yesterday, a lady in my Sunday School class said that a guy she knows, who works for the CIA, told her that Memphis is one of the top targets for retaliation when the war starts. (*gasping from run-on sentence*) I knew that we were in the top 10 or so, because of FedEx and Northwest, but sheesh. However, he also said that many secret safety measures are being taken right now, so that's comforting. I'm not going to get nervous about it because God's in control, and there's nothing we can do about it.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention the incredible fish fry I went to at Daniel's church on Friday night. I ate two platefuls of fried and baked fish, and wonderful hush puppies, and was generally the happiest girl in the world. And the best part is, they're having it every Friday of Lent. So I can partake of fish for five more weeks. :)

I stayed at my parents' house last night to bunny-sit. I'm happy to announce that Bun is visibly thinner these days. He almost looks like a normal bunny. I think this will extend his life, because he seems more energetic. He even ran circles around my feet last night, which he hasn't done in years. :)

I practiced my flute yesterday. I hadn't played in about six months. Gandalf went completely ballistic; he rolled around on his back, leapt onto my music book, and climbed onto my arm while I played. I'm not sure if it's because I was really terrible, or because it was a new noise. Or both.

I'm starving.

beware the buffalo

Welcome to Memphis, where you can experience two different seasons in two days. (The high was 70 on Saturday. Today it's 40.)

Saturday was beautiful. Kathy, Daniel, Ryan, and I went on a picnic as planned, but we decided to go to Shelby Farms, which was not planned. It was a lot of fun. We ate Subway sandwiches, watched people sailing on the lake, and visited the buffalo (there's a buffalo reserve in the park). :) We took pictures (sorry, don't have the floppy with me right now). Then Ryan and I went to see Bringing Down the House with my family (which was hilarious), went back to their house for dinner, and watched 10 Things I Hate About You on TV. It was a fun day.

Yesterday, a lady in my Sunday School class said that a guy she knows, who works for the CIA, told her that Memphis is one of the top targets for retaliation when the war starts. (*gasping from run-on sentence*) I knew that we were in the top 10 or so, because of FedEx and Northwest, but sheesh. However, he also said that many secret safety measures are being taken right now, so that's comforting. I'm not going to get nervous about it because God's in control, and there's nothing we can do about it.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention the incredible fish fry I went to at Daniel's church on Friday night. I ate two platefuls of fried and baked fish, and wonderful hush puppies, and was generally the happiest girl in the world. And the best part is, they're having it every Friday of Lent. So I can partake of fish for five more weeks. :)

I stayed at my parents' house last night to bunny-sit. I'm happy to announce that Bun is visibly thinner these days. He almost looks like a normal bunny. I think this will extend his life, because he seems more energetic. He even ran circles around my feet last night, which he hasn't done in years. :)

I practiced my flute yesterday. I hadn't played in about six months. Gandalf went completely ballistic; he rolled around on his back, leapt onto my music book, and climbed onto my arm while I played. I'm not sure if it's because I was really terrible, or because it was a new noise. Or both.

I'm starving.