Maybe I can't write. For some reason I think I can, but if I never have any ideas to write about and even if I do I can never find the words to explain the feelings. It is probably because I don't do it enough. Or at all. Whatever. I just trail off and hit post.

Pastor Dave had a really good message this weekend. Talking about being in constant prayer with God. The biggest point for me was being thankful in all circumstances. I was feeling pretty down about the property tax hike, but this really helped me to deal with it. He challenged us to try to maintain a constant conversation with God. Talk to God about everything, little things as well as the big stuff. By doing so, we'll be able to see how God is involved in our lives. I know I haven't been seeking God out lately. I'll try to make note of some "God things" that I notice this week. Should be fun. The first would have to be God using Shawn to let me borrow his guitar. It was an unsolicited borrowing. I had mentioned briefly to Shawn the other day about learning how to play either piano or guitar. I even inquired on purchasing his "rarely used" keyboard from him. He brought me over his old guitar instead. Even taught me some chords. I say God is involved because music has been a desire of mine for some time but it just isn't financially possible at this point for me to get an instrument. God has answered the desire of my heart yet again.

I don't like Onions. I don't like Sour Cream. Why is it that I like Sour Cream and Onion potato chips? Can someone explain that to me? Why do we have a bunny as the Easter mascot? Where does all my money go? Why is it fun to watch the Laker's lose? I have nothing to say.

So I'm working on my first book. Nothing big, just a small children's book that I've titled Good Night Feet. I envision it as a board book for ages 0 to 2ish. As far as the pics that go along with the story, I'm just going to take some pictures of Abby for a guide more or less for the publishers to see what I think the book should look like. How it turns out (if it ever turns out) is up to them. I don't care if it is real pictures or illustrations, just as long as the book gets done. I'll post the progress here. I think it would be cool to be a published author.

So last night I watched some of Abby's movies with her. She seemed to like watching herself, especially on the trampoline. I was wondering if she remembers any of this stuff. I know I don't remember anything in my life before age 4. If we watch these movies will she remember other things about that time, or will it just be like watching another kid for her? I was on the screen for a bit and Abby said to me, "You have hair!" I don't know how to feel about that. Also, we were eating ice cream and she told me, "This is like a dilly bar." She's not even 2 yet and she's making logical connections. I don't know whether to be happy or scared.

The obsession of the week has been old home movies. I borrowed my Grandma's projector and some of her old 8mm reels. We watched a few of them last night. Very short. It's amazing how far the home video industry has advanced in 30 years. I'm looking into putting these videos onto vhs or dvd or something. The best deal for someone else to do it that I have seen is $0.08 a foot. That is $16.00 for one 200 ft real. I looked on the net and the best way they say to do it is just project the movie on a clean white piece of paper and then video tape that with a regular camcorder. I think I'll wait to do this until I can get a digital video camera so that I don't have any loss of quality (what little quality there is on a 8mm camera). Anywho, I got to see me as a youngster, mostly at Christmas time. Fun stuff. It would be nice to have them all on one DVD because setting up that projector is a pain.