couldn't ask for more, wouldn't settle for less

AT&T and Trickery

AT&T Helpline Operator: "mdnfjkhioehrsndkfhid" (translated, "Hello, my name is Bob, how may I help you?"

Me: "What??? Anyway....this is the third time I've called you guys. My wireless keeps randomly going out and coming back. I've done all that troubleshooting mess. I am paying you guys for a service, and I am tired on getting on the computer and finding a big red X beside the connection box. Really? There are other providers, and yes, I've unplugged and reset it before you ask me to do.....hold on sir.....Brady, what are you doing down there?? Stop switching off the power bar!!! So sorry, sir. Thanks for your help. Think I've solved my technical problems. Have a nice day :)"

Think I'll go eat crow.

So thankful

Brady's Prayer

Thank the Lord for the prayers from the heart of a child. We hear this prayer everyday, sometimes three times :)

"Thank you for our blessings,

our family, and our missionaries, and somebody sick,

and Paw Jimmy feel better so he get band-aids on his head. Amen"

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Who cares about order?

I've always thought order was overrated :) It wasn't until today that I realized Charlie might have the same opinion. Ha ha. I only hope he doesn't inherit that madness from me.

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Sentimental Saturday

If anyone knows me, then you will know just how special this shot is. Only wish his red hair was showing through :)

He's sorry...well, kind of

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Blueberry Adventure

At the end of a bumpy mountain road lies a hideaway from Watauga's usually College town bustle. Follow the neatly painted wooden signs off of Highway 421 and onto Brownwood in Deep Gap to Mr. Chuck Lieberman's family farm. Mr. Lieberman has been a neighbor for 29 years, and I am grateful that now I am able to experience this sense of community with my own children. Mr. Lieberman has constructed a crafty homemade swinging bridge adjoining his blueberry patch. For years I have enjoyed grabbing a bucket, filling it at leisure, and stuffing my payment into the tiny slot in his rustic barn. Sometimes he's there, other times he's not, and I jump at the chance to savor the example of old-time honesty. I enjoy these small moments. I know I am making memories because I have built so many there myself.