Art lesson

Yesterday my Mom, Dad, Joey, Hannah, Sarah and I were walking across the USD campus. The hot late-afternoon sun poured over the old cream-colored spanish buildings. The flowers competed with the sunshine in brightness. It was such a gorgeous place, Mom thought of a game to help us focus on our gorgeous surroundings rather than the heat. So we all took turns finding beautiful things. The vegetation, architecture, sky and shiny dresses recieved the most notice. As we crossed the last plaza toward the entrance to our destinanation, I saw Dad waiting for us. We were late (imagine that) and though his long strides had easily surpassed ours, he stood patiently waiting for the rest of the family to catch up. I looked at him standing there, staring over the heads of a hurrying crowd passing him to enter, and said, "That is beautiful."

A big family requires an un-maginable amount of waiting. I saw it as the beautiful art it is yesterday. Thanks Daddy.

second post....?

Are you supposed to think of a creative new title for absolutrly every post?! thats a bit of a tall order in my book. Anyway, I do enjoy having this blog. Something gives me the sneaking suspiscion that I'm pretty much the only one who reads it, but that would be my fault for not updating it regularly and telling people about it.

So do I bear my soul to myself online or pretend I have a real audience? I definitely do not want to waste anyone's time, including mine, so I won't keep my blog to merely expression: throwing communication out the door. I actually feel kinda funny because all my other siblings who have blogs have families, and keep their's posted with lots of cute pictures of their honeys and babies or both. This is just me. And I'm not really saying anything about my life or keeping you updated on events, I'm just rambling. So you can browse through the Andrews' family blogs and say, "What marvelous spring cleaning!" and "Isn't her wedding dress adorable?" or, "I just think that's so sweet how they did this as a couple!" And then come to mine and say, "Wow, a lot of words and not much pictures. Miriam must have forgotten how to post pictures on her blog, even though Tiffany showed her more times than she'll admit, I guess spme technological things are kinda like dancing for her, it just takes her a couple more tries than it does everyone else to learn, and in between trying to know and knowing, there's a lot of space she fills with other moves or words..."

Anyway, that little dialogue from your head I just voiced for you pretty much sums up my trepidations about blogging. Now I'm imagining that even though i don't have a darling family share, my witty writing will enthrall my readers and make up for it. Hmmm....that thought is probably best kept in my imagination. Maybe I should actually just put something useful or interesting here, for those of you who are still reading.