It's still raining. How sweet. I woke up at 0500 this am and it was still drizzling therefore, I made a command decision to get back in bed. Looks like we may get more today which is a good thing because when this front moves through it going to turn into a steam bath.
Side note: Scotty, I love the pics and I hold you to a cold one in a sweet stein. For all you left in bewondermant, I'll post the picture of him toying with me. It's beer porn!
Not much else to report. Keep the Indians dancing, the rain is nice.
"Fear breads a deadening caution, a holding back, a stagnant waiting until people no longer can recall what they are waiting for or saving themselves for. When we fear failure more than we love life; when we are dominated by thoughts of what we might have been rather than by thoughts of what we might become; when we are haunted by the disparity between our ideal self and our real self; when we are tormented by guilt, shame, remorse, and self-condemnation, we deny our faith in the God of love." Brennan Manning
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