Volunteer a smile

Naturally on a weekend I wanted to spend doing fun and exciting things, I get loaded with school work. Today mom and I were out of the house by 6 to volunteer at the church pancake breakfast. We've adopted a small town that was completely destroybed by Katrina so we're raising money to help with repairs and get them back on their feet. The breakfast turned out to be a huge ordeal--a resort down the road got really excited about the project so they provided all the food, we had a big tent, servers cleaning up, we had raffle prizes and a bake sale--a really big, heart-warming event. It was a good thing to be a part of. I think I enjoyed it most because of the poeple. I've made lots of friends from the church (none of them younger than 65, but who cares, right?). But the old men, in particular, are just the sweetest, most knowledgable guys. I love talking to Dick because he's so genuine and surprises you with how much wisdom he has to share. And he's always smiling; always. When that ended at 11, I hurried home to get right to my work. There I sat, annnoyed at my desk as I heard my mom and kristofer laughing downstairs. I wanted to be sitting on the couch with them, enjoying a Saturday...At least it's been cool enough to have the blinds open. Working at my desk isn't so bad when I can have natural light and a bit of fresh air. At two we declared an all-house nap. That was very nice. I kept waking from one dream into another, like a warp zone. Kristofer kept leaning against my head and pushing me off the pillow! lol but he apologized. Anyway, it felt amazing to have a good nap. You know what the best thing about naps is? They typically feel like forever. A 20 minute nap can feel like six hours. I got up and get back to work, the Bear is still snoring away. And I guess that's where I have to leave this. In a little bit CK and I are going to get a pumpkin and then go to his house for dinner. From there, who knows. For now, I've got to make a little more headway... Carrie
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Naps are fun...they do feel like six hours. Then when you get six hours of sleep it feels like you only got thirty. Heh.
naps are my lifeblood.

.Steve
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