First off, my apologies for never actually getting my "thoughts essay" up here. I started while I was at work one day, then it just never got anywhere. Then things got hectic for the last week and half with the kids. Now, I have so much time at the house, I don't do anything worthwhile and I just have never done anything about finishing it.

But I have now had some renewed energy on the subject and am hoping to get something out on my one-year anniversery of blogging. (Aug 7, I believe) 

 

It's tough, but encouraging looking over my journals and thoughts from this past year. I miss it a lot. But knowing what I know now, it was totally worth it.

 

So, (Grandma, and everyone else) if I don't get it out by the end of the week, email me incessantly until I put it.

Here's a picture of me and a guy from church named Raoul. We did a small camping trip 2 weekends ago, about 30 miles south of Delta, it was supposed to be a big church thing, but we were the only ones to show up, which was kinda cool, cause I didn't know the guy at all, so this was really neat getting to find out who he was. We saw a bunch of mama and baby mooses while we were trekking through the wilderness. It really kind of felt like Into The Wild, hiking on unmarked paths, getting soaked, swarmed by little demons called Mosquitoes and getting to Praise the Lord with my fellow brother it was a good time.

 

Me In Front of the Wilderness

Brother Raoul in front of Fielding Lake