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Name: Elyssa (& Tim)
Location: Virginia, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: Tim and I both really like hiking, camping, biking and I hope to discover my love for kayaking someday. We also love the beach and look forward to being closer to it... although we'll miss the Rockies.
Expertise: Tim is the Pastor of Student Ministries at Immanuel Bible Church in Springfield and well... there are a few things that I'm unable to disclose due to the nature of my job...so, I have expertise in a lotta cool stuff... imaginations may roam at will.
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Website: visit my website
Member Since:
3/23/2004
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| Hi y'all! I know it's been eons since I have written and as I sit hear and listen to Five For Fighting and become nostalgic and remorseful for not sending a Christmas letter or card, I still don't feel like doing this. Yet, here I sit and here I type...
One of the Saturday's early in December Tim and a few of the guys he plays football with had the opportunity to play in the playoffs/championships. (I'm sure that last statement will be corrected.) They lost their first game to the team that actually won the whole title/trophy/championship…? Here are the pictures. Ain't he a doll?!!!!
   
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| FYI, one commercial I HATE.
You know that Enterprise Rental Car commercial? Well, if not, you will next time you see it. There are three women; the ubiquitous blonde seems to be the focus of it all. It's not that I have anything against the flaxen; I'm just building my case. There are two perfectly capable girls in the background who could have easily uttered the three words I'm about to get to with out making my eye twitch.
Anyway, the three girls swoop down upon their target (car) and the rental car guy grants the lady her keys. However, the whole event looks more like daddy just gave Sissy a set of keys to her brand new pink convertible and then the three plan to hop in for a jaunt around Rodeo Drive to gloat and spend daddy's money. After the blond snatches the keys, this is about the time daddy's girl says, "Let's go girrrrrrrls!"
Cut to my skin wanting to peel away from my body at that exact moment to seek respite in a quiet place.
While my skin is gone, the rest of me is there continuing on through the pain of the commercial. It closes with the three in the convertible, one of the girls releasing her scarf, probably Hermes; because Lord knows, she's already wore it once and can never been seen in it again. So, in the tradition of convertible transportation, she lets go and gives it to the less fortunate.
You know... the person driving behind the three that serves to miss the person that runs out into the middle of the road to snatch the scarf from the clutches of the asphalt only to hit another car instead.
Those girls think of everybody.
Disclaimer: I have nothing against Enterprise. I enjoyed that class reunion one with the character "Moose." I do not make it a habit to catalog my commercials... well, only the ones that cause parts of my body to flee. | | |
| I got this email from Jessica Jones, an AWESOME senior in my small group. Anyway, here it is:
Cell Phone v. Bible
I wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat our cell phones.
What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets?
What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it?
What if we flipped through it several times a day?
What if we used it to receive messages from the text?
What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it?
What if we gave it to kids as gifts?
What if we used it as we traveled?
What if we used it in case of an emergency?
This is something thing to make you go... hmmm... where IS my Bible? | | |
| Sigh... today we went with Jonathon and Kamber to the last Nats game of the season. Thanks James! It also happened to be Frank Robinson's last game as manager of the Nationals and probably his last game as a manager and player. We lost, but the fans seem to have fun cheering on their team and honoring Robinson. Here are some pictures from our afternoon.
   
The first picture is Robinson's last walk away from a pitching change and then the second is a shot of Cordero that I took in honor of my west coast friend. (That's YOU Joseph!) I also offer it up as an apology for my last post about him (Cordero). The last two are post game. In the lump of players I was hoping to get Vidro, Soriano, Zimmerman, Johnson in his bionic leg (possibly) but no... they are all in hiding at this point. The one on the far right is a parting shot of Frank Robinson. See the BIG MAN IN YELLOW in the center? He is the little man #42 directly to the left of him. DON'T FORGET... if you want to see a larger version of these pictures, just click 'em.
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