Saturday, January 29, 2011

Do The Shuffle

Roo: Look, mama, look! A kite!
Kanga: Oh, my goodness! It's Piglet!
Winnie the Pooh: [Being dragged behind Piglet] Happy Windsday, Kanga.
Happy Windsday, Roo.
Roo: Can I fly Piglet next, Pooh?

"Do, do, do, do, do, do, do do... Do the hustle!" (but change it to 'shuffle' instead) Tundra Shuffle that is, come on sing it out loud. You know the song I'm talking about from the disco 70s I think. Well that's what came to mind when Ken and Connie stopped in this weekend after making the long and precarious journey from their teacher housing down by the school 3/4 mile away to our teacher housing on the other end. Ken said, " Yep, dang dangerous out there today. A person's liable to pull a groin muscle. That's why we're doing the Tundra Shuffle." Ah, Ha! I knew there had to be a name for that penguin-ish walk we're all doing lately around here as we slip and slide all over the sheets of ice we call roads while we're are at the mercy of the wind whippng us around to and fro. So after Ken named it for me, that song pops into my brain and I spend the rest of the day..."Do, do do do do do do do do etc. Do the Shuffle!"

Bradley Blows Away This is just how bad the wind has been. So Friday morning Connie and I were on our usual bus route. On one particular stop the wind was just right (or wrong) depending on how you want to look at it. We stopped, I flipped on the red flashing sign to which the arm extended and was nearly torn off, while Bradley and his brother Brolin burst out their front door and excitedly ran toward the bus as they do every morning with Bradley singing out his normal "Good Morning Rachel! Good Morning Connie!" But Friday as he rounded the front of the bus with intentions of bopping through the open doors the wind, instead, grabbed ahold of him heaved him right on by us.... Turning Friday's morning greeting into something that sounded more like this "Good Morning Rachel! Gooooooooooooood Moooooooooooorning COOOOOONNNIIIEEEEEE HEEEELLLP!" "Ahhhh!" Connie and I both yelped in shock "BRADLEY!!!" Connie turned super woman leaped into action and off the bus, chased down the wind and Bradley then dragged him back to safety. "Whoa!" he laughed uneasily as he climbed aboard huffing and puffing, "So hard is the wind today!"

The wind blows where it wants to and you hear the sound of it, but you don't know where the wind comes from or where it is going. It is the same with every person who is born from the Spirit." John 3:8

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