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Jun. 27th, 2010 01:24 amYou know you've done too much moving when your 12YO starts building lego projects like this:
Here the Upack driver guys have unhitched the trailer, leaving it for loading while they drive off for a few days:
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In other good news, DH received his contract today, so that means things are solid enough to actually sign a rental contract. Er. If we can actually find a place. Still looking.
Then tonight DH's youngest sister and an old roommate of hers who is visiting town, plus DH's youngest brother + wife and toddler were over for games. I'm not a big board game person, but I have to say that I do enjoy a good German board game now and then, provided it's with the right people. Definitely the right people tonight! A Good Time Was Had By All, and we even convinced DH* to pause his frantic manuscript edits and make up some chocolate pie.
Finally, I'm reading Three Cups of Tea, by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin. I know, I'm the last person to read it. But it's quite fascinating. I just finished the chapter where they finally got the first school done, and the religious leader nearby who's more of a mafia leader than anything else comes over to threaten the village. He demands half their rams, thinking they'll cower into submission. Instead, the village leader says, "Fine, take them." They round the rams up and hand them over, and then he tells his village, "That guy will eat well tonight, but we'll have a school forever." It has been said before in different ways, but it's still true: if you aren't willing to sacrifice everything for it, you don't want it enough. Or, the only way to get the things that matter most, the things that will save you from ignorance and fear and pain and whatever else, is to be willing to sacrifice everything. Which is totally what Mortenson and the rest of the village did--because they knew what really mattered. The book reminds me of Meena: Heroine of Afghanistan, by Melody Ermachild Chavis. Meena was a brave young woman who secretly traveled through her native country of Afghanistan, teaching women to read, for which she was eventually assassinated. I've never been able to get that book out of my mind. It's amazing to think what huge sacrifices people have made in that part of the world in order to get a basic education. It makes me want to get up and do something to help. Hopefully someday I'll have the means to do it.
Have a nice weekend, all!
*One unexpected bonus when we got married was discovering that DH has a gift with cooking. While not the main thing to build a relationship on, I have to say that, as a side trait, it is Highly Recommended!
Here the Upack driver guys have unhitched the trailer, leaving it for loading while they drive off for a few days:
( Read more... )
In other good news, DH received his contract today, so that means things are solid enough to actually sign a rental contract. Er. If we can actually find a place. Still looking.
Then tonight DH's youngest sister and an old roommate of hers who is visiting town, plus DH's youngest brother + wife and toddler were over for games. I'm not a big board game person, but I have to say that I do enjoy a good German board game now and then, provided it's with the right people. Definitely the right people tonight! A Good Time Was Had By All, and we even convinced DH* to pause his frantic manuscript edits and make up some chocolate pie.
Finally, I'm reading Three Cups of Tea, by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin. I know, I'm the last person to read it. But it's quite fascinating. I just finished the chapter where they finally got the first school done, and the religious leader nearby who's more of a mafia leader than anything else comes over to threaten the village. He demands half their rams, thinking they'll cower into submission. Instead, the village leader says, "Fine, take them." They round the rams up and hand them over, and then he tells his village, "That guy will eat well tonight, but we'll have a school forever." It has been said before in different ways, but it's still true: if you aren't willing to sacrifice everything for it, you don't want it enough. Or, the only way to get the things that matter most, the things that will save you from ignorance and fear and pain and whatever else, is to be willing to sacrifice everything. Which is totally what Mortenson and the rest of the village did--because they knew what really mattered. The book reminds me of Meena: Heroine of Afghanistan, by Melody Ermachild Chavis. Meena was a brave young woman who secretly traveled through her native country of Afghanistan, teaching women to read, for which she was eventually assassinated. I've never been able to get that book out of my mind. It's amazing to think what huge sacrifices people have made in that part of the world in order to get a basic education. It makes me want to get up and do something to help. Hopefully someday I'll have the means to do it.
Have a nice weekend, all!
*One unexpected bonus when we got married was discovering that DH has a gift with cooking. While not the main thing to build a relationship on, I have to say that, as a side trait, it is Highly Recommended!
