I swear I'll know your face in the crowd...

The Love lock-in was wonderful.  The boys in our youth group are so awesome.  I love those guys.  We learned some cool stuff, too.  I feel bad for the girls that totally don't understand guys at all, because it's really cool to be able to see things both ways.  I don't know if that makes sense or not.  I don't care though because I only got three hours of sleep.

It's cold down here in the basement.  So you know.  Wear sweatshirts and things are better.  I think those boys were crazy (but awesome too) for sleeping outside.  They slept outside in a tent last night.  All night.  Crazy.  Awesome, but still crazy.

My cough is almost gone.  That is so great.  I hate my cough.

I am going to sleep sooooooon.  Three hours of sleep is so not very much.



  1. *laugh*

    I'm glad it was fun, and I'm glad you love the guys in your youth group, and furthermore, I'm glad you can see both sides.

    I'm also glad your cough is almost gone; basically, I'm just smiling the day away without much of anything to say.

  2. Your cough is getting worse again.

    How is your head?

    How is Jesus? You're reading your Bible right now, so I thought I would ask. *grin*

    I would like to read a "Deep Thoughts From Mara" blog post. Just so you know.

  3. Dear Marabelle,

    It looks like your room was hit by a Doodle storm.

    I hope you like the clothes I pack. You will likely be in your swimming suit for most of the time anyway, but still.

    We should sit in the hot tub for a long, long, long, long time.

    I love you, Giggle Girl.



  4. Dear Marabelle,

    I am sorry I did not pack your Aardvark.

    I am also sorry that I did not pack your codeine-filled cough syrup.

    I agree that beets taste like dirt, but at least now we know.


    Mara: "Dad, YOU should open the window, because you're the one that ruined our lives for the next twenty minutes."