I drove by a local cemetery recently when my 5 year-old son observed, "That's the place where they put dead people." We pass this corner often and have had a few conversations about the people, flowers, and balloons we've seen there.

Suddenly he exclaimed, "I can't wait 'till I'm dead!"

Trying not to act surprised, I asked why. He replied, "Because then I can put flowers on myself."

I'm glad he doesn't think of death as the end. Neither do I.

"as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive"
1 Corinthians 15:22

Happy Easter. I hope yours was memorable.

*Update*

I really should have written a President's Day post.

Would you like to know why?

Because over President's Day weekend something monumental happened. I had my first ever In Real Life meeting with a friend from blogland. And it was none other than Compulsive Writer (lovingly referred to as CW, C-dub, and "the Queen of Nice").

She was visiting Disneyland on the VERY day I had planned to take my children there. We met up near the Golden Horseshoe where she charmingly engaged my kids in conversation (not an easy task as they are usually shy in public) and kept me company when my older children got in line for Big Thunder Railroad. It was lovely. We helped my youngest boys feed the ducks and chatted about blogging, writing (are they the same?), and other great topics like how to pronounce "Segullah." Thanks for taking the time to meet up with me CW! You were delightful and I hope we meet up again before too long.

Who have you met through blogging?

Happy St. Paddy's!

Happy Valentine's!

Am I becoming predictable?

Enjoy the new colors and brief post--I'm only doing this for YOU, my loyal readers. Thanks for coming by. I hope you get to indulge in some delicious chocolate today.

See you on St. Patrick's!

(Or maybe President's Day if I get into a groove. You never know.)

Happy New Year!

Someday I may blog again, but it probably won't be soon. I apologize for being so sporadic. Hoping 2008 is a wonderful year for all of you.

Just stopping in to say. . .

Merry Christmas!

Move Over, Einstein

Although I'd like to think that you don't have to be a genius to enjoy my blog, maybe you do. According to an infallible and highly sophisticated instrument that scans your blog so that a cash advance link can get posted to your site when you are flattered by the results and copy the html code to your site, I learned something very interesting.

My blog has a GENIUS reading level.

Wow! I think it would be safe to conclude that my blog readers are geniuses. Did you know you were that smart? Cool. (Forget being a blogger of the people. I'm keepin' it totally high-brow around here now. Totally.)