Today was a good day. I went to class, took a nap (after class), did some reading, work, more reading, got ambushed by a bunch of kids with squirt guns, did more reading, played three hours of volleyball, still more reading, and now I'm about to go to bed. I was sitting in a tree doing some reading for my principles of literacy class when I heard someone walking over to where I was. I looked down and there was a little nine year old. I thought he was cute and he pretty soon he came back with a friend. Then they decided that it would be fun to shoot at the wild animal in the tree. I got a little wet, but took it well. Then one got a little too close, so I reached down and managed to snag the gun, which was fortunetly still full of water. Now I was sitting in a tree, laying on a big branch, and getting squirted, but refusing to move. I could reach around the branch and fire down and the kids would squeal and run off. Then they would squeal some more (they did a lot of that over the summer) and come running back. One kid was very aggressive in trying to get me wet. But I still think I got him better than he got me. It reminds me of running down the little kids slip and slide in full clothing and climbing in, over, around, and through waterfalls. Ah fond summertime memories.

Today I continued messing around with my family. I drove my grandparents over to my aunt and uncles house and then we went out for a late lunch. Grandma wouldn't have driven because it was raining (she often won't drive even if it looks like it might rain). But we got to see three of Curt and Grace's eight cats. Curt says that there are only seven because one cat is so skittish that it won't even let him see her. And Grandma told us her story of the tornado picking up the chicken coop at her farm when she was little.

Then later I got to see my brother, Jeremy. He flew in from Oregon for Grandma and Grandpa's 60th anniversary party. A lot more family is flying in tomorrow, which should be interesting because the people flying in are the one part of the family that I've only met once or twice before. I know almost everyone else pretty well (until you get to the grandparents' siblings level) but its probably been ten years since I've seen these cousins. Most of us are going camping Sunday. But its good that there will be some more people here around my same age. I don't think Jeremy would last long in Loveland without a bunch of peers (even I go stir crazy here sometimes). Unfortunetly Micah and one of my other cousins won't be able to make it because they couldn't get out of their military commitments.

BTW, I have three or four posts backlogged and I will post them. I've mostly been enjoying just spending time with my family. But I will publish the other posts soon. I'll even get someone to guest write one for me. We'll play the comments quiz game that seems to be popular these days. I'll give a phone call and some mystery prize of debatable value to the first person who can guess the identity of the mystery guest writer.