Monday, July 26, 2004
Road trips are amazing. There is nothing much more that needs to be said.
Post-Grammy's funeral I crammed myself into Erik's Golf, along with Rae, Erik, Dave and Chad. It was a tight fit, but come on.. bonding happens faster that way. Not that we aren't already like one person. But now we are sealed for all eternity.
Farts smell a lot in a Golf.
We had interesting times at Dunkin Donuts. Took a detour and landed on a drive in movie theater in Indianapolis and stopped to watch "The Bourne Supremacy". I sat on the ground on my pillow with Dave's sleeping bag around me and tried to focus with stones in my butt. In my opinion, it wasn't really worth focusing on. But whatever.
There were long conversations, late night stops at Wendy's, using each other as pillows and serious discussions about smoking cigars and marijuana. Dave and I read "God's Gift to Women" (despite the accent, ladies, he swears it's not him) simultaneously. SUCH a good book. Recommend it to everyone.
Yesterday was the girls' Bible study. Dave came and talked to us, and so many of the girls had their hearts touched. It made me want to laugh out loud, I was so happy. In fact, I think I did laugh loudly. Multiple times. We followed it with "For Love or Money" (no "Who Wants to Marry My Dad?".. that season finale is NEXT week), and Ashley and I had one of our long, famous talks where we see right through each other. I love them so much. My girls.
Trusting God actively and not passively is a lot harder to do than it is to say.
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