the rolling fields of Elysium
you can see for a million lives
the golden wheat stretching into paradise
a struggle, a silence, a whispered "you're home." (yeah, this is home)
my hand glides through the stalks.
suddenly the unheard theme
that's been reverberating in my heart,
it bursts into life:
Anol Shalom...anol sheh lay...
peace at the end
now we are free
the glue. I knew exactly where it was in our old house. I've looked all over - where it should be, where I would expect it to be - I can't find it here. and it's no good saying to look where you wouldn't expect it to be, because that would take me all night long. how does one make Christmas cards with no glue, and double-sided tape that won't stick? I give up. it's time for a cookie.
so you guys know...I will be leaving Monday, for Leavenworth, with parents and grandparents in tow. pray that we do not die going over the pass (actually I'm not worried at all, my dad's a good driver in the snow, and we've done it before). We'll be coming back Christmas day, unless we happen to get snowed in. then I don't know when we'll be coming back, but I'm sure we'll have a good time and make the most out of a bad situation.
the downside is, I'm not expecting we'll have internet there. now I'm definitely bringing my laptop, but if you don't hear from me, that is why. I'll be taking lots of pictures and I'll post a nice long, substantial, vaguely interesting post when I get home.
tomorrow I'm going to my grandparents, and it the "big storm" they are predicting makes the roads, treacherous, as my mother says, then I'll be staying at my grandparents' until we all leave monday morning. in which case I'll probably be on blogger a LOT and I expect lots of activity from all of you. I'm sure you will all cooperate and we will get through this without a problem.
thank you.
*turns microphone off, leaves the stage*
*spotlight turns off*
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