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Archive for October, 2007

Halloween Costumes Gone Bad



Football Player – my brother

Indian – me (notice I’m the only one with a treat bag —GIMMEE MY TREAT!)

Tiger – who knows


Kung Fu Master – my brother

Witch – me


Army girl – I don’t know

Toothpaste – my friend Kathy

Toothbrush – my friend TJ

M&M – me


Here’s the back view of the toothpaste and toothbrush. I don’t like how the toothpaste looks like it’s leaking out of the lid. This is quite frightening for anyone who has toothpaste tube issues … so I’m told.


Here I am as the M&M again, but apparently I finished brushing my teeth and went to hang out with Mickey and Minnie.


This is a costume I do not recommend if you suffer from a fear of closed in spaces. Moon boots, some type of duct work stuff from my dad’s job, trash bags, ski gloves, and a freaky mask = sweaty, can’t breathe, and you better not have to use the bathroom any time soon.


And last but not least … here’s Denipipe … yes I’m the kind-of person that dresses up my dog in costumes and sweaters. But I wouldn’t let her go out in public in them because I respected the fact that she was obviously humiliated.

Speaking of dog costumes … has anyone ever attended the Barkus parade in St. Louis, MO?   They have it around Mardi Gras and it is the best experience ever if you love dogs. My dogs never got to attend because who wants to baby-sit when you’re having so much fun. It’s like going to Chuck E. Cheese … you don’t take your kids because they’ll hog all the tokens. You go by yourself so you can actually enjoy yourself. (this attitude is probably why I have dogs not children)

Enjoy your Halloween!!!


I’m It!!!

I got tagged by Michelle Harris (and Doug). How someone can have a blog called BASE and get tagged (twice) is beyond me. She has basically shoved me into the Hot Seat, so here goes…

Here are the rules. 1)Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves. (2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. (3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. (4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

1. I had a sleep disorder, and had to have surgery. They did a uvulopalatopharyngoplasty (they removed that fling-flangy thing in the back of my throat). So now my throat is wide open and most of the time I sleep like a baby. It literally changed my life.

2. I taught in inner city St. Louis for 5 years. During that time I broke up more fights than any girl my size should have to. I once got dragged up two flights of stairs while I hung on to a boy’s foot. I refused to let go because I was not going to let him win. (I think he won anyway.)

3. I used to race vintage dirt bikes and won the women’s championship one year. I also had a street bike for a while. When I took my motorcycle class I got claustrophobic with the helmet on and fainted. The bike and I just tipped over while it was running. And I still got my license — doesn’t say a lot for the Illinois DMV does it? 


4. When Denipipe was a puppy she was riding in the car with my mother and I. I could tell that she needed to go to the bathroom (Deni not my mother). I was trying to find a place to pull over so I put my hand behind her butt to kind-of  signal her to wait.  Apparently she read that signal as go ahead and poop. She pooped right in my hand. My mom laughed and said, “Welcome to motherhood.”

5. When I was in second grade I started participating in pageants. I was queen of the Cinderella Girl pageant and went to state. I also got to do some mannequin modeling during this time. As you can all tell the froo-froo dresses didn’t last long. I’m in the pink and those other girls are my cousins.


6. I was kind-of a brat when I was little. Hard to imagine I’m sure, but it’s true.  One day I wanted my mom to pay attention to me while she was on the phone. When she failed to pay attention to me like I wanted,  I took the letter opener and sliced the back of our recliner, many, many times. My dad came home and my mom was sitting in the floor crying. (This was before cell phones). A similar thing happened to my sister-in-law, she called my brother and told him to come home and say “bye” to his son.

7. When I was in 2nd grade I wanted to wear my new Pink Panther shirt for school pictures. My mom said that I couldn’t wear it. I thought I would be sneaky and wear it underneath another shirt. Needless to say when I got my pictures back I got in trouble. But isn’t this picture worth all the trouble I got into ….  


8. I had a surprise B-day party at the McDonald’s caboose. My brother kept telling me he was going to a friend’s party there. I begged him to just let me come inside to see what it looked like. When I walked in “Surprise!” It was the best birthday ever. Here I am in the “special red birthday person’s hat” striking a pose.


And one additional pic at Rex’s request.


I ran across this one a while back and we immediately decided that it should be titled “Fearfully and Wonderfully Made”. All the worries of the world had not entered my mind and I had that carefree spirit that only a child can know. All I wanted in life was for mom to quit taking pictures and let me climb that tree right behind me. My world was perfect – just like God intended.

I appreciate everyone’s participation in this blog. It has been fun. I still have quite a few people to put in the Hot Seat, but may do some other stuff in between. Thanks for playing with me on BASE.

I tag: Sherry, Sarah, Lisa, Kim, and Theresa. (I don’t know 8 people that haven’t been picked recently … so I’m going to cheat and only pick 5.)

~*~*~*~*~*~*SARAH FLOYD~*~*~*~*~*~*


“Hippo birdie two ewes, hippo birdie two ewes, hippo birdie dear Sarah, hippo birdie two ewes.”

We used to sing that song in 2nd grade … amazing the things we retain. I can’t remember my world history, but thankfully the hippo song is embedded in a safe place.

I decided that your birthday would be the perfect time to honor you my dear friend. It has only been recently that we’ve become reconnected and I am so grateful. You are an amazing woman and a blessed friend.


I don’t remember where this picture was taken … oh yeah … CAMP SHAMROCK! What an experience.  I’m so glad that we got to come visit you guys. I know that I enjoyed it and hope that you received some encouragement from the trip as well.

I wanted to come up with some questions for you that would help us get to know you a little better. So if you don’t mind telling us:

your favorite childhood memory

your favorite song, movie, book, and food

your favorite story in the Bible … or verse …. or thought

the one thing “you don’t want to be” (only one … so really think about it)

a thought that we would be surprised you have

something that we probably wouldn’t know about you

your favorite thing to do when you have the night off and you get to spend it all alone

 the most challenging aspect of being on the field

favorite part and most difficult part of teaching children

and …

your favorite birthday story

I’m just kidding about answering all of those … but pick at least a few things to tell us so we can get to know you a little better.


I really am glad that I’m getting to see you around … it has added even more laughter to my life, and I can never have enough laughter. You are also a great example for me of someone that hungers to know more about their maker. I appreciate the example.  What you are doing for the children’s class will have an impact on them for a lifetime. Thanks for your willingness.

Enjoy your birthday my friend!!!


~~~~~~~ Jason Harris ~~~~~~~


What I know about Jason is that he married someone that is very important to me. He’s the father of some amazing children. He is funny and can throw out his share of sarcasm. I know he is a man that is trying to be like Jesus and that he is a great encouragement to those around him.

What I don’t know about Jason is…..

his favorite food

his favorite color

his favorite thing to do when he comes home from a long day at work

his best memory from his AIM time in Lubbock

his greatest moment on the field

his most embarassing moment

his greatest lesson from fatherhood

his favorite story about Jesus

I’d love to hear some of this from Jason … I’d also enjoy hearing what the rest of you here on BASE have to say about him.


jason-sunglasses.jpgjason-sunglasses.jpg(I hijacked this picture from your blog Jason…is that stealing?)

Angie Burns

What can I say about Angie? I have been trying to think of a really funny story that I can tell, but my mind is flooded with random memories of this amazing woman. I first met Angie when I arrived in Portugal in 1993.  When I returned from Portugal I eventually came back to work with AIM and got to know Angie even better. We moved in together and I ended up ditching her about a year later and moving to Illinois. Here are some of the memories that come to mind about Angie.


Denipipe loved you Angie. Remember how she would always take your stuff out the doggie door into the backyard?

I remember one time I came home from donating plasma and you told me that I looked cute. We couldn’t figure out what was different then you said…”It’s your arms, I don’t think I’ve ever seen them before.” (I wore long sleeves a lot)

Poor Poor Pitiful Me

 Do you remember The Giving Tree? I hauled those trees around Russia…London…Ireland…and finally Texas.

When I moved to Illinois you were so supportive. That was such a hard time, but your support helped me do what I felt I needed to do.

When you found out I was back in Lubbock you sent me a “care package”. It was so good for my spirit. I still listen to the cd’s that you made me. 

I do remember the Thanksgiving when my dad prayed for “what’s-her-name” to have a safe trip home.

The Grand Canyon! You had a goal that was very important to you and I wasn’t leaving your side until you reached it. That was such a beautiful place and so good for my heart.

Anywhere you go…smiles follow. You are a wonderful woman and I respect you greatly. Your acceptance of people is such an example for me.

I love you Angie and I pray you find some encouragement here on BASE.

So what is your favorite thing about Angie? Your favorite memory? Favorite story? She’ll be sittin’ in the hot seat for the next few days…let’s not leave her there alone.