Last night.

So last night we went to Youth camp. On the way down, we stopped at Bartlesville and ate at Rib Crib. After that we went to the mall for a bit since we were running a bit early.

Before we went into the mall, I told Patrick "Ecoute moi. Ne courir pas". Also known as "Listen to me. No running.". I have been working on French with him. Anyway... we go into the mall and he is, of course, running around and Nellie is chasing him. So Miranda says to him, "What did Dad say?". Patrick says without batting an eye, "Ecoute moi". Miranda was lost at that point and I was laughing. Before long, he will speak better French than he does English. Of course, it's the classic case of "the blind leading the blind" so I'm not sure how well either of us will do but it appears that before long, French will be the primary language of the men in this household.

Youth camp was nice, if you are in to that sort of thing. I'm not. The preacher decided to tell them, "You have a purpose in life". Try telling that to the 20+ million people that died in the Great Leap Forward. Or the 73 million people (about 25 million of them were 18 year old soldiers) that died in WW II along with 6 million Jews that died just because they were born Jewish. I guess they did have a purpose but it was just to be part of a statistic. But I always look on the bright side. My purpose in life is to bring you down and depress you.

On to the depressing news now... Gary Filsinger passed away. I didn't know him real well but we passed them every Sunday on the way to church when we were going to Redwood. We'd wave as we passed.

I saw a funny sign on the way to Bartlesville. It said something like "No one every said 'Snap out of it, it's just diabetes'." It was an advert for DepressionIsReal.Org.

On to more exciting stuff.

We are going to go talk to a travel agent to try to come up with a trip next year for Miranda and my 10th anniversary. Not sure when this will happen but soon hopefully. I want to get our plans finalized because otherwise I just don't think we will go anywhere. So you will probably be reading here about the fights that Miranda and I will be having when trying to decide on where to go.

It's 3:40 in the morning and I can't sleep. This is for everyone that is wondering why I'm slightly off kilter. I got to bed about midnight, got up at 2:00 and appear to be up for the day. This will not make for a good Friday. I was in the process of having a panic attack and decided to get my mind off onto other things. So I blog. And depress you. Isn't this fun? I get to do all the talking and you get to do all the listening. I am now going to try to go back to bed. See you in 2 hours and 20 minutes.

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