During tonight's Kate-brushing-teeth saga, I noticed an artsy shot through the water of the tap. I could see a ducky in the water, as shown (click on the middle of the photo for high-def).
Here's the same shot with the focus on the actual duck.
I know. So interesting. Ah well. It's a matter of perspective.
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
Sunday, 18 March 2012
Busy Week
Sunday Michelle got sick. Malachi got sick. Taught Sunday School. Didn't get much sleep.
Monday I stayed home to help out the sickies. Didn't get much sleep.
Tuesday I went to work. Got some sleep.
Wednesday I got sick. Dragged myself through the workday. Barely survived. Took 2 ibuprofen after supper, felt 100% better.
Thursday felt okay. Installed Paperstone countertops in North Vancouver.
Friday felt okay, improving.
Saturday felt better. Picked up a few thousand chestnuts from a church friend's backyard. Went shopping by myself at Superstore with both kids in the shopping cart. Had a double date with wife and friends, saw The Importance of Being Earnest at Gallery 7.
Sunday felt good. Led worship at church. Taught Sunday School. Hosted Care Group. Returned call from friend who had left 5 or 6 messages since Thursday.
Things are looking up! :)
Monday I stayed home to help out the sickies. Didn't get much sleep.
Tuesday I went to work. Got some sleep.
Wednesday I got sick. Dragged myself through the workday. Barely survived. Took 2 ibuprofen after supper, felt 100% better.
Thursday felt okay. Installed Paperstone countertops in North Vancouver.
Friday felt okay, improving.
Saturday felt better. Picked up a few thousand chestnuts from a church friend's backyard. Went shopping by myself at Superstore with both kids in the shopping cart. Had a double date with wife and friends, saw The Importance of Being Earnest at Gallery 7.
Sunday felt good. Led worship at church. Taught Sunday School. Hosted Care Group. Returned call from friend who had left 5 or 6 messages since Thursday.
Things are looking up! :)
Sunday, 11 March 2012
A Poem
It is not yet a respectable hour
Outside, the clouds pour down the usual suspect
Dim, oblong windows flit across the ceiling
Occasional headlights swimming in Peardonville Road
The Advil-filled furnace on my chest breathes quickly
Time to carry him back to bed.
Outside, the clouds pour down the usual suspect
Dim, oblong windows flit across the ceiling
Occasional headlights swimming in Peardonville Road
The Advil-filled furnace on my chest breathes quickly
Time to carry him back to bed.
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