Uggghhhh....

that's what people say when they have to get up early. ;P

I don't really remember much of this morning, but this is what I do recall......



Time: 6:30 AM
Place: My room

all is dark and quiet, I am fast asleep. suddenly, a large and akward object plants itself firmly on my bed, half-rousing me from my peaceful slumber. A cat? No, too big. the akward object begins to move of its own accord, and then starts talking!

"Good morning"

'is it?' I wonder. 'can it possibly be morning? if it is, I don't see what's good about it.' *wonders what he means: Does he wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that he feels good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?*

*mumbles something incoherent"*

"It's Father/Daughter camp day!"

"Know something else?" I mutter. "It's also six thirty in the morning."

*object (which is gradually growing to look more and more like my Dad) glances at clock* "Actually, it's six thirty-two."

"Oh that helps a lot."

*chuckles from various places in the covers*

*object make motions as if to leave*

"wait, stay here."

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to go back to sleep if you don't."

a lul in the convesation ensues for about .086 seconds (yes, this constitutes a lul when it's Dad and me, because my other half and his voices are constantly in conversation with themselves or each other or someone else.

"I've been taking out the hot-water dispenser. I had to take out the whole dishwasher just to unplug it."

*mutter mutter* WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE TAKING OUT THE HOT-WATER HEATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT ABOUT MY SHOWER?!?!!?!??!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!

*is pretty much awake now*

"no no, the hot-water dispenser. the thingy on the sink that gives instant hot water. we're taking it with us when we move."

oh. that's a different story. *returns to half-consciousness*


a few more words around the general sin of people voluntarily waking themselves and/or others up at such and hour, the excitement of father/daughter camp, and then:

"wait, how are we supposed to stay up until one in the morning if we have to get up at six thirty-two?"

Dad grins. it's the day-of-father/daughter-camp-excitement grin "lots of sugar" he says in a low tone, in case mom might be up and eavsdropping ("I ain't droppin' no eaves sir, honest..." ~Verya's other half)

i grin too. lots of sugar. we can do that. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it gets even better though. last night i had to empty our pantry...er, i mean, supply cellar...to see what provisions we could carry to Helm's Deep. the rest must be left behind for Saruman's uruk hai to take or destroy. one thing could not be left behind, for it it like lembas bread to man - pure sugar cake decorating letters and flowers.

oh yeah, did I mention they are over seven years old? but I have free lisence to devour the entire package this weekend, because Mom won't have to deal with me hyper. oh and by the way, seven year old sugar can still give you major-hyper sugar high, in case you were wondering.

back to my bedroom. the object moves again; this time I no longer have the energy to detain him. I feel my light fading quickly...and wonder if my true love will protect the halfling long enough to spare my life. must....have....energy for the trials of this weekend.

i wonder if Asfaloth with be there to greet me, my old trusted steed of years past. of course Aragorn will ride Brego, and we will meet in the forests of Lorien on Cerin Amroth as we did first ten years ago, to renew our vow of devotion to each other. we must do this now, before it is too late.

so on to my bathing and wardrobe. Aragorn may not need to bathe often - he is a rugged ranger of the North, but to preserve the beauty of the elves I must be clean and well presented.

now if only Celeborn will stay awake through my visit...











in other news, our offer on the house (btw we made an offer on a house two days ago on the condition that we sell our house in a month) was rejected, because they don't want any offers with contingencies. that means they want the money now, they don't want us to wait until we sell our house. which is understandable since they are moved out and paying two mortgages right now. however, they don't have any other offers, and our house goes on the market today, so if ours sells soon, we still might be able to get this house (which would be absolutely perfect) if they don't have any other offers they accept.

so please pray that our house will sell quickly, and that if God is willing we will get this house (we all love it), or if not, that He will direct us to where He wants us to go.

miss and luv you all...and will talk to you again Monday!!!!!!!