The Original Blog O' Jean

Also known, at various life stages, as Random Thought Process, RitalinJunkie, and JeanJeanie.Net.

Monday, July 10, 2000

My mother left for Israel this morning, where she will spend a week touring the holy land. I'm mostly glad about this, both because she's getting to fulfill a lifelong dream by going and because I get the entire house all to myself for the next 10 days; but on the other hand, she sure picked a potentially scary time to go. Please pray for my mommy's safe return.

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My digital camera was waiting for me when I got home Friday, but as excited as I was to get it, I wasn't excited enough to make a trip to town to buy batteries for it, so I have yet to try it out. As with most new toys, expect me to get carried away with it once I finally remember to pick up batteries. Not having to pay for film means I'll be pretty trigger happy with the camera. My poor little doggie will probably be my favorite target, because, well, he's just so darned cute.

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I saw "Scary Movie" Saturday night. It was stupid, and not as adept as such classic movie parodies as "Airplane!," but even so, I haven't laughed so hard at a movie since "South Park." It was about as raunchy as "South Park," too, so see it yourself before you think about taking the kiddos.

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I went to church yesterday, for the first time in months. Well, not really, I've been to my mother's church on occasion over the last few months, but this was the first time since April that I managed to make it to "my" church, the one I started going to in January and intended (and still intend) to join officially but have yet to drag myself out of bed early enough to make the new member Sunday school classes. And, come to think of it, it was the first time I've attended church at all in a month.

Once you stop going to church, no matter how temporarily, it's hard to start up again. Especially when your alternative is to spend your Sunday morning sleeping in another hour or two, followed by curling up on the sofa with the paper and a super-sized mug of that gourmet coffee that they gave you a big bag of for Secretary's Day, and a slice of the banana bread your mom made because she knew you'd let the bananas go bad while you had the house all to yourself for a week; but, I resisted temptation (this time), and went to church, and even got there on time, and I'm glad I did. Life in general just seems easier to take after I've been to church.

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Travelin' Chad is in Pamplona, where he's run with the bulls three times, and survived to write really excited and long-winded e-mail about it. Yay for you, Chad.

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