CRUNCH!!!


This is what happens when a Honda and an Infinity have a disagreement about who should be driving where. The Honda loses the physical battle. Fortunately, State Farm and the Orange Police Department say the Honda wins because it was minding it's own business and didn't get in anyone's way like the Infinity did. In the end, no one wins because it's all just a cryin' shame.

If by chance "Infinity Bruce" ever comes across this post, thank you for being so kind after such an unfortunate first "impression." If I happened to have a pipe and some fine smelling tobacco at the time, I might have joined you for a nice afternoon of pleasant conversation and relaxation. "Infinity Vicky," I hope the seat belt tightening hasn't caused any serious pain, and your trip to Vegas wasn't interrupted too much by this event. Hopefully we'll meet again with less "smashing" introductions.

Now, if only I could re-gain muscle control over the left side of my body... JUST KIDDING! I'm fine, and fortunately, Esther was at a friend's baby shower at the time of this collision.



In other news, there is now an enormous pastel obstruction in our guest bedroom! There's also the sound of the 5th Trumpet Judgment in Revelation. (See Rev. 9:7-11 and substitute "Esther" where it says "Abaddon.") Actually, that sound is the furious preparations for the little one that is coming to live with us in January. I'm really glad Esther's got it all together. See, Esther has been getting ready for this day her whole life, and I'm just getting used to the idea of having a housemate that can't wipe her own butt.

We're 7-1/2 weeks from "B-Day." It's a strange thing to realize we're losing one income, and gaining a roommate that doesn't help with the rent. Keep us in prayer.