Tonight kind of Sucks

And my heart hurts to think about it.

I Can Only Imagine

I can't stand that song. It's slow and overplayed.

The other day, after one of the camps I was helping at was over, a bunch of the counselors all went out to Steak N Shake just to hang out and relax kid-free. It was late and we were really tired, and we ended up in one of those moods where absolutely everything is the funniest thing that has ever been seen/heard/said/smelled/or winked at (yes, we laughed for about 10 minutes about a wink). It was so much fun. On the way home, I was thinking about it and thanking God for people. I mean, there have been times during prayer that I've smiled and even laughed, but I've yet to laugh so hard I have cried. Which got me to thinking; when I get to heaven, will I? More importantly, when I see God, will I laugh so hard I pee my pants? I hope so.

kickle

That was my secret-word-confirmation-thing for setting up my new email from Greenville. I like it. Wish it were a real word.

And I hate computers.