I mowed the lawn for the third time in two weeks the other day, and that's saying something. If it's sunny long enough for there to be too much grass for my sisters to finish before I get home, and I have little enough home work to have time to mow, life is good.
And it is. I have had minimal homework for the past two weeks (though I fear that is coming to an end), the sun had been shining, I have the beginings of a tan, the missions conference was amazing, camp is coming up, a youth rally is tomorrow (I'll see Jeri!!!!!!!!!!!), and PNG is only 56 days away. Theres's a guy saying the rapture will happen on the 28th of this month, and I know it's probably not, but what if it is?! Then I wouldn't have to wait the 56 days to see Amy and Joey and all the other people I am excited to see pretty soon here!! It puts things in perspective as far as what is really important and it makes me wanna go street-preaching. Are girls allowed to do that? I can at least go with someone and pass out tracts.
Where was I yesterday? Ah, yes. Working with rollers in my hair.