Those are the words that Ella has been repeating over and over this morning while playing with Gandhi (from the set of Finger Puppet Revolutionaries given to Meg a few years back by Uncle David).  I was reading the instructions (for the fourth time) on how to install the walls for our new tub while half listening to her running commentary and it took me a few minutes to figure out that she and Gandhi were play Patty Cake.

but you knew it was coming.  32 days until the election.  32 days of Obama from the moore-nokes

We are the Ones

Wow, I had no idea! I just joined Facebook the other day, and what a time suck that is.  I have been looking for people that I know from today and yesteryear.  Man that whole name change thing when people get married is really tough.  I have no idea if any of the women that I see on the pages are the ones that I knew by other names in High school or college.

Time to leave the time void.  I need to get some things done.

Here

In case you aren’t uber-geeky-Presbyterian and don’t know it already, there is this little thing going on called General Assembly.  So I’m hanging out in San Jose this week watching the goings on and connecting up with everyone I’ve ever known who is Presbyterian.  You can read about it here.

The coolest thing to happen so far is this. YEAH PCUSA!