Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Gaah! Blogger is a great tool, if anything because it is free. Makes doing this blog very easy. However, they often have problems with their system, and yesterday they ate my template. So, all my links and whatnot I had along the right hand side are lost. Aaauggggh. So, I'm going to have to redo those all. Waaaaah. That'll take me a little time.

I've think I've officially become a fan of Firefox. It's a free, new browser. Check it out. One of my favorite features, out of the box it will block those annoying popups.

Last night as I was getting Hanna into her jammies, Ellie came around, and Hanna said "Ellie was sniffing my butt!" Oh, thanks for sharing. And then she said, "Ellie, that is my favorite parts." rnnhhuuh? what was that all about? Kids.

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