Im not much of a typer after a 12-9 shifts, which I like to call, the best shift ever. Yes, I am kidding. And to add to my kidding, Im working 3 of those 12-9s next week. What did I do? I mean seriously, thats just not okay.

Carla and I went to Wal-Mart for a food run tonight. We got everthing we needed in a pretty decent time, but when finding Friends magazines, we lost track of time. Of course we had to stand there a flip through and look at pictures of Friends that we soon will see the end of. Our milk got warm while standing there reading usually infomation on Friends, but it was fun.

Some new pictures from last Sunday. I thought of Kari greatly when we did this.

After showing off my new, proud purchase of the book, “Flabbergasted” by Ray Blackston on CD, to Carla I asked her:

“Do you think I’m a nerd for buying this?”

She didn’t answer, which is Carla’s polite way of trying not to hurt someone’s feelings. I learned this about her taste in music and it seems to work with anything else in conversation with her as well.

To help my case, this is the very first book on tape. Well, unless you want to count those Disney books that chimed to tell when to turn the page that my brother and I loved when we were 2 and 5. Being a book nerd (that is something I’ll own up to) you’d think I just buy the book, right? I love books, they are my friends. Working at a Christian bookstore with a discount has my group of friends grow quickly since September. As much as I liked “Flabbergasted”, its very funny and great writing, I didn’t like it enough to bought it. Not now anyways. (Thats a yes, you should read it.) When I read the back pages (I do read pages cover to cover… even the page with the copyright information. Like I said, I’m a book nerd.) of “Flabbergasted” I saw that Andrew Peterson is the one who reads the book. That perked my interest greatly. With a nice discount, a coupon and 5 dollars off, I bought myself a treat.

Now, I have something to listen to when I’m home alone at night. If you don’t know this about me already, I do not like being alone, especially late at night. So, when my roomie is gone, I like listen to something thats talking. Music keeps me awake, but a voice is smoothing to me or something. When I went to Cali in March I was given a pile of old sermons on CD from my home church. Those came in handy when Carla left me for Spring Break. Now, I get to listen to Andrew Peterson’s speaking voice, which I might add, surprised me the first time I heard it (not on “Flabbergasted”) compared to his singing voice. Not sure why, but it did. He even does voices for the characters, its awesome. I could just picture him reading to his kids, which knowing what I know of him, he probably does. Makes you all warm and happy inside doesn’t it?

And yes, I’m listening to it right now.