
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Well, Call Me Uncle!
I would like to introduce to you my first and only Niece, Eden Marie Storer. She was born on Sunday July 24th daughter of my brother Troy and his wife LaRae. I am an extremely proud Uncle.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Last Softball Game of the Season
Last night the church softball team had its last game of the season. It has been a fun season and we played better than we did the previous year. Of the two games in the double-header last night we lost the first game but won the second game after coming from 2 points behind in the last inning. It was quite exciting.

The picture of Kim and I was taken just as Michael Martin was running home during a hit. Needless to say I was a bit distracted. But we finally got it right. We took two pictures as a team. One was supposed to be serious the other silly. Well, the silly picture came around and only two people were being silly so I had to take matters into my own hands. I gave the two people next to me a nice shove and it created a nice tumbling effect. You must notice however, that Bob (far right) was able to keep his composure throughout.
I am kind of glad that the season is over because it has been so busy lately and we need to get work done on the house. But, it was great to end with a great win. It will make it exciting to come back to play next year.



Monday, July 25, 2005
Oops! Badge+Fan=No access to Building!


Anyway, I advise against doing what I did. Unless you are curious if your badge has wires in it too. Sorry I couldn't get the picture to show the wires. My pocket pc camera leaves many pixels to the imagination.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Who are they?
Thanks to my Mom, I realized that the family picture wasn't very detailed in it's uploaded state. So from Grandma's 80th party picture, listed from left to right is:
Micah, Kim, Robin, Brian, Jared, Christy, Lynette, Mark, Connie, Ron, Jack, Denise, Grant, Tory, Jennifer, Christina, Dan, Laura, Michael, John, and Julie.
Or,
Me, my Wife (Kim), my Dad (Robin), my Dad's brother Mark's son (Brian), my Dad's brother Mark's son (Jared), my Dad's brother Mark's son Brian's Fiance (Christy), my Dad's brother Mark's wife (Lynette), my Dad's brother (Mark), my Dad's Mom (Connie), my Dad's brother (Ron), my Dad's father (Jack), my Dad's brother Ron's wife (Denise), my Dad's brother Ron's son (Grant), my Dad's brother Ron's son (Tory), my Dad's brother John's daughter's best friend (Jennifer), my Dad's brother John's daughter's daughter (Christina), my Dad's brother John's daughter's best friend's Boyfriend (Dan), my Dad's brother John's daughter (Laura), my Dad's brother John's son (Michael), my Dad's brother (John), and my Dad's brother John's wife (Julie).
I you made through that paragraph still sane, I commend you.
Mom - Thanks so much for your comments. I am glad you helped me realize that the picture was a guessing game and that not everyone would know the people pictured. I will try to get a more detailed one to post as well.
Micah, Kim, Robin, Brian, Jared, Christy, Lynette, Mark, Connie, Ron, Jack, Denise, Grant, Tory, Jennifer, Christina, Dan, Laura, Michael, John, and Julie.
Or,
Me, my Wife (Kim), my Dad (Robin), my Dad's brother Mark's son (Brian), my Dad's brother Mark's son (Jared), my Dad's brother Mark's son Brian's Fiance (Christy), my Dad's brother Mark's wife (Lynette), my Dad's brother (Mark), my Dad's Mom (Connie), my Dad's brother (Ron), my Dad's father (Jack), my Dad's brother Ron's wife (Denise), my Dad's brother Ron's son (Grant), my Dad's brother Ron's son (Tory), my Dad's brother John's daughter's best friend (Jennifer), my Dad's brother John's daughter's daughter (Christina), my Dad's brother John's daughter's best friend's Boyfriend (Dan), my Dad's brother John's daughter (Laura), my Dad's brother John's son (Michael), my Dad's brother (John), and my Dad's brother John's wife (Julie).
I you made through that paragraph still sane, I commend you.
Mom - Thanks so much for your comments. I am glad you helped me realize that the picture was a guessing game and that not everyone would know the people pictured. I will try to get a more detailed one to post as well.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Doors, Floors and Cabinets




Friday, July 15, 2005
Grandma's 80th Birthday



So my Dad is preparing to climb Mt. Rainier right now. He has one day of training, then Sunday he will climb to Camp Muir then Monday early morning he will climb to the peak and back down in the afternoon. A small part of me wishes I could go with him but with everything else going on it is probably good I am not.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
A Comment on Comments
An Ode to Those Who Comment
Comments are a wonderful thing
They make me want to laugh and sing
Letting me know that people care
And are enjoying the words that I share
Every time I check my gmail
I clap and cheer when comments avail
Reading every poignant word
Neglecting to reply is quite absurd
So in conclusion, it was easy to see
I needed to tell everyone with much glee
I love your comments every-one
Please continue, never be done
I wanted to thank all of you who have been reading this blog. It has been a pleasure to share my experiences with you. I have been remiss in my expression of appreciation for those of you who choose to comment. So this is my thanks. I hope that my silly poem gets the message acrosss. It is dedicated to you. (especially to the one person who likes invented poetry, you know who you are)
dopad - Thanks for the insight on using the Brush Cutter. I really appreciate it. The funny thing is that as I was working with it and getting frustrated I was thinking that you would be the perfect person to ask the correct method of using this tool. If only I would have had more than 2 hours of rental time calling you would have been an option. Also in response to your suggestion adding links to certain areas. The links that are provided are labeled as to the name of each post. Adding more may be quite a task and I am not sure I am ready for that learning process. Right now I am leaving the site as default and I may play with more settings later.
Luke - In response to your questions - It is a little more difficult to balance three bottles than one. You have to really concentrate on moving as little as possible because you don't want the bottles to separate and move indepenantly. Also, in response to your question as to the start of the Yard? Work? It didn't quite happen like that but I really enjoyed your story about how it could have happened. It actually went something like this:
"Hey Micah," my co-worker said, "My neighbors are starting to revolt. Two ladies came over with a petition from the Homeowners Association asking me to cut down my wildlife reserve. And it needs to happen before the weekend." "Well, I may be able to help," I said. And that is how I got involved. I know it is not nearly as exciting as your story but hey, this is real life, not make-believe.
Christy - I think you should go to both Laos and Brasil. And I think that going to try the food would be a noble quest. And in response to Luke and I being alike. I am honored and humbled to be compared to him. He is a great brother and I think his creativity is something to aspire to. Don't tell him that though because he might get a big head.
In conclusion I wish to share a picture with you. It will disprove all accounts that those people who write or draw on dirty vehicles have no sense of creativity or beauty. I was driving on Hwy 167 southbound and I look over at the back of this semi and see what is pictured. I had just enough time to whip out my pocket pc phone and snap a shot of it. I appologize for the low quality of the picture. But I hope you can still see the details.
Comments are a wonderful thing
They make me want to laugh and sing
Letting me know that people care
And are enjoying the words that I share
Every time I check my gmail
I clap and cheer when comments avail
Reading every poignant word
Neglecting to reply is quite absurd
So in conclusion, it was easy to see
I needed to tell everyone with much glee
I love your comments every-one
Please continue, never be done
I wanted to thank all of you who have been reading this blog. It has been a pleasure to share my experiences with you. I have been remiss in my expression of appreciation for those of you who choose to comment. So this is my thanks. I hope that my silly poem gets the message acrosss. It is dedicated to you. (especially to the one person who likes invented poetry, you know who you are)
dopad - Thanks for the insight on using the Brush Cutter. I really appreciate it. The funny thing is that as I was working with it and getting frustrated I was thinking that you would be the perfect person to ask the correct method of using this tool. If only I would have had more than 2 hours of rental time calling you would have been an option. Also in response to your suggestion adding links to certain areas. The links that are provided are labeled as to the name of each post. Adding more may be quite a task and I am not sure I am ready for that learning process. Right now I am leaving the site as default and I may play with more settings later.
Luke - In response to your questions - It is a little more difficult to balance three bottles than one. You have to really concentrate on moving as little as possible because you don't want the bottles to separate and move indepenantly. Also, in response to your question as to the start of the Yard? Work? It didn't quite happen like that but I really enjoyed your story about how it could have happened. It actually went something like this:
"Hey Micah," my co-worker said, "My neighbors are starting to revolt. Two ladies came over with a petition from the Homeowners Association asking me to cut down my wildlife reserve. And it needs to happen before the weekend." "Well, I may be able to help," I said. And that is how I got involved. I know it is not nearly as exciting as your story but hey, this is real life, not make-believe.
Christy - I think you should go to both Laos and Brasil. And I think that going to try the food would be a noble quest. And in response to Luke and I being alike. I am honored and humbled to be compared to him. He is a great brother and I think his creativity is something to aspire to. Don't tell him that though because he might get a big head.

Saturday, July 09, 2005
Yard?-Work?

Anyway back to the story. I rented what is refered to as a "Brush Hog" from Home Depot. It looks like a push mower on performance enhancing drugs. Two big wheels in the back and the front just has metal skids instead of wheels and a large platform under which is a big beefy blade. I put it in the back of his truck and drove to his house. However, when I went to try to start it, things didn't go optimaly. It would start but then when I went to engage the blade it would quit. Unfortunatly every time I tried this the mower wouldn't even start for 5 minutes. So I tried 4 times before giving up, returning it to Home Depot and quiting myself for the day.


Thursday, July 07, 2005
More Pics Posted
I have been quite busy since getting back from Brasil but I have been able to add some more pictures to my blog. So far I have the first half of the trip updated to the point where we left Caruaru. Be sure to check them out. You will have to scroll way down on the blog or go to the posts via the shortcuts on the left of the page.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Home at last

Wednesday, June 29, 2005
The Flight Fiasco

Even so, this is how our trip went. It was a little crazy.
5 am - leave hotel
6:30 am leave Natal fly 31 minutes to Recife get off plane, get on different plane,
8 am - leave Recife to fly to Rio De Janeiro
11 am - 6:30 pm - hang out in Rio (see Rio Post)
7 pm - leave from Rio to Sao Paulo. Get off plane, get back on plane
8 pm - leave Sao Paulo for D.C. fly 11 hours
7 am - get off plane, go through customs get bags, check bags back in, run to next plane
8 am - barely catch flight to Seattle, pull into Seattle 11:30 am
Whew! 1 pm - Try to catch breath, we are finally home.
There were more than a few times that we were commenting that this must be what it is like to be on the "Amazing Race."
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Natal - Rio


Monday, June 27, 2005
Natal - Monday



Natal - Sunday


After eating we quick drove by the beach and took a few pictures. We then walked out to an old military fort at the end of the beach. We didn't have time to go in but it was really cool looking from the outside. The rest of the afternoon was spent resting up for the evening service.

Sunday, June 26, 2005
Natal - Orphanage - Saturday




That afternoon we spent some time swimming at the hotel, resting and then were picked up for the evening church service at Wilma Erie Memorial Church. They had a lot of special music done by their young people. It was very up beat and loud. Al thought that it would be best of Kim and I told our relationship testimony again there because of the large percentage of young people. It seemed to be well received. Pastor "Junior" spoke that evening but more important than the words he spoke was the expressions on his face and how animated he was. It was a lot of fun just to watch him even though we couldn't understand the words. In fact we were able to understand much more because of his unique method of sharing. We went to bed tired that evening. It was a long day.
Natal (aka Nativity)
The same driver we had from Recife to Caruaru drove us from Caruaru to Natal. We left about 10am and drove until 6pm. It was a long drive. We did stop for lunch and a few potty brakes. Lunch was interesting. Our driver knew no English and neither did anyone at the restaurant. We eventually ordered 3 meals that claimed should feed 2 people each. There were 8 of us. When the food came out we were so surprised! There was so much food we couldn´t finish it all. We gave the leftover meat to our driver (it probably weighed 2lbs. It was difficult to know how much food we were going to get without speaking the language.
After arriving in Natal at our Hotel we rested for a little while then walked 5 blocks to a Mall. We found a grocery store and bought some bottled water and ate a snack in the food court. The following day (Saturday) another driver came to take us to another orphanage that we support in Natal. We got a tour and met many wonderful kids. I must get going now. My time at the internet cafe is running out. More later.

Thursday, June 23, 2005
Caruaru Thursday

We then went over to Luz da Vida, Light of Life, the correspondance ministry where they send out Bible course work. There were some errors made in one of the printings. It was our job today to correct as many of the pamphlets that we could. We had to white out and change some verse references, add an insert and stamp the address. There were five of us working--me, Kim, Lynette, Al and Caroline. We worked for 2 hours and got about 500 done.

In the evening we had a bar-b-que with the youth. Kim and I were asked to share our testimony of our courtship. It went well but it was hard to tell how much it really sunk in with the youth. They seemed to pay attention the whole time so that was good. We went to bed after midnight that evening and we had breakfast with Lou and Fay in the morning at 8am. Then we said many goodbyes. It was very hard to leave those wonderful people.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Caruaru Wednesday



In the evening we went to the mid-week church service where Justin and I helped with worship. Then Justin and Caroline gave their testimonies. Justin worked hard and learned some Portuguese phrases. Both Justin and Caroline talked about trusting in God. Al spoke on finances and taught about debt and giving. After the service Kim and I talked with the worship leader, Marcius, and his wife. It was interesting talking with them since we did not speak each other's language. Marcius knows a little English so we got along okay, but there were times when we had to do charades.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Caruaru Monday - Tuesday

When we arrived at the house we ate dinner. Kim was starting to feel yucky so she rested while I went to the church with Justin to teach music. Justin taught some of the kids voice lessons. I showed some of the boys how to play bass guitar. After the lesson we played basketball.





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