Little did she know...

So my brother Arnie got to come home from Mozambique, S. Africa for a two month recovery time after he almost died from cerebral malaria. I praise God for his recovery and great health, and also the opportunity to SEE him and HEAR him, and just know that he's actually alive :). Some days i wondered if i did actually have a brother way over there on the other side of the world because of his lack of communication skills. Anyways, all that to say that he flew back to Mozambique on the 14th and i got to go down to Denver with him and the fam to send him off. Usually this is a time of late nights, talking, playing games, swimming, talking, and just good family time. And this was the same. We got a hotel and everybody just hung out, crashed, and then somehow woke up in time for the shuttle to the airport the next morning. Well, he was supposed to be at the airport at 5:30 am, but we took the shuttle at 6:40. And his ticket wouldn't go through, and wouldn't go through, which del

I get asked every day at the Blue Bison about the hot springs of Hot Springs and where they are, and can you go soak in them, and typical touristy questions. Usually i say "um, well, there's Evan's Plunge, or the Bath House", but the other day... I renamed this podunk place. Because, actually, i don't think there are any HOT SPRINGS any where around here. If there are, they are well hidden from the public eye and disposal. So, i no longer am residing in Hot Springs. I live in Warm River, South Dakota. Come visit! It's a great place to bring the fam, and I know of a great little ice cream shop that sells soups and sandwiches....

So every few days when I get home, the scruffy, and sometimes underwear clad neighbor kids holler across the street at me, sometimes just yelling "hi" but most times following that with a stream of questions. "What are you doing? Where were you? Where are you going? Where's your friend? How come you park there? Why aren't you at work? Is this your house? Where's your dog?" And most times I don't have time to sit and converse for a long time, but since i've been missing kids this summer, I've decided to befriend these eager Mc beaver neighbors of mine. Today they had all their clothes on and were just out biking around, so when i came out with the dog a few minutes after getting home to play catch, they took the opportunity to come racing over on their bikes and make friends. They're all "k" names and are nine and under, another broken home. But we sat and talked for quite a while about not much of anything, and took pictures wit