Zachary's been Gripin'

v. intr. to gripe. to complain loudly in an annoying and or persistent manner. Okay, so maybe Zachary hasn't been that bad about badgering me about updating, but I had to come up with a way to start my post. Anyway, nothing amazing is happening around here. All of my appendages feel fine and I'm not in between jorbs. I will update after Thanksgiving about Thanksgivingy things. School is ok these days. Speech isn't as bad but English is worse. Christmas is just around the corner. I notice that half the time, time seems to fly by as in days and such. Then the other forty percent it seems like whatever you're looking forward to will never get here. Seven percent is lost in the time-space continuum. And those three percent just stop time every afternoon around 1:30-2:00 when Speech rolls around. We painted our bathroom so that it's a Toasted Coconut/ White Oak blend. For those of you like me and won't have Lauri gripe at you if you get it wrong, that's tan and tannish white. Or something like that. Did you ever notice that we never sing "This is the Day" on Mondays or Tuesdays? I was thinking about that and that it's probably planned 'cause nobody really wants to admit that God knew what he was doing when he created Mondays. Nonetheless, I'm fairly positive that the Bible does indeed state that God knew and knows what he was doing and what he will do all of the time. All this to say, how was your Monday?