Monday, June 09, 2003
I've been having fun with a silhouette ding font I downloaded from Fonts For Kids tonight:
I got the letters from Gimmefonts.
So... let me tell you about my day. It started early. I went out to walk on the river highway - about two miles. I need the exercise. When I got home Aaron asked for a ride to see his friend. He took his new RC airplane (a recent birthday gift from his uncle). So I went home and worked on a manuscript about my daughter's school year. After a while I went out to shop and give some software back to a woman I do web maintenance for. When I arrived home my daughter told me Aaron called but she couldn't understand what he was saying. Then my neighbor told me Aaron had been there with someone in a white van, asking for a ladder. From this I figured out the RC airplane might be stuck in a tree.
I was right. I went to find Aaron at a friend's house. Somehow I ended up with three boys instead of one, seated in the front of my old truck. I took them to get the ladder then we went in search of the plane. I parked in the elementary school's parking lot and we hiked across the baseball field with the ladder. Behind that there was a ditch. The boys went into it and up the hill on the other side. I tried to follow and naturally fell down in the weeds. But I was determined because this looked like a dangerous mission.
I finally got to the site of the disaster and discovered we were surrounded by poison oak, which never ceases to displease me. The boys were all very unconcerned about the obnoxious weed. Aaron put the ladder up to the pine tree that had his plane, but it wasn't close enough, so he had to put the ladder on an oak that gave him closer access. He was still about eight feet from the airplane. The other boys had to look for long branches to help him knock the plane out of the tree. We probably tried about six different branches before he got one that worked for him. I did my part - holding the ladder and hoping my son wouldn't fall. When he knocked the plane down, it practically fell at our feet. How convenient... no more tramping around in the thick woods.
The airplane is a survivor.
I went home and took a shower because I'm very sensitive to poison oak. At this time it seems I didn't catch any today.
I got the letters from Gimmefonts.
So... let me tell you about my day. It started early. I went out to walk on the river highway - about two miles. I need the exercise. When I got home Aaron asked for a ride to see his friend. He took his new RC airplane (a recent birthday gift from his uncle). So I went home and worked on a manuscript about my daughter's school year. After a while I went out to shop and give some software back to a woman I do web maintenance for. When I arrived home my daughter told me Aaron called but she couldn't understand what he was saying. Then my neighbor told me Aaron had been there with someone in a white van, asking for a ladder. From this I figured out the RC airplane might be stuck in a tree.
I was right. I went to find Aaron at a friend's house. Somehow I ended up with three boys instead of one, seated in the front of my old truck. I took them to get the ladder then we went in search of the plane. I parked in the elementary school's parking lot and we hiked across the baseball field with the ladder. Behind that there was a ditch. The boys went into it and up the hill on the other side. I tried to follow and naturally fell down in the weeds. But I was determined because this looked like a dangerous mission.
I finally got to the site of the disaster and discovered we were surrounded by poison oak, which never ceases to displease me. The boys were all very unconcerned about the obnoxious weed. Aaron put the ladder up to the pine tree that had his plane, but it wasn't close enough, so he had to put the ladder on an oak that gave him closer access. He was still about eight feet from the airplane. The other boys had to look for long branches to help him knock the plane out of the tree. We probably tried about six different branches before he got one that worked for him. I did my part - holding the ladder and hoping my son wouldn't fall. When he knocked the plane down, it practically fell at our feet. How convenient... no more tramping around in the thick woods.
The airplane is a survivor.
I went home and took a shower because I'm very sensitive to poison oak. At this time it seems I didn't catch any today.
