Pacific Sleep Time

Can't seem to post a comment to address Susan's comment re Amber's recent entry this morning, so will do it via a post.

Susan - I loved that you noticed and had such concern about our writing posting times. I had wondered/worried about the same thing when Sam first started his blogs. Not to worry - blogspot apparently records our entries at Mountain or Pacific time - If I post at 6:00 am my time, the post will read 3:00 a.m.

Another publishing note: if, like me, you sometimes take more than one session to write and publish your blog entry, the date and time of your post will be listed as the first day you started it, and be slipped into date order among other entries that have been published since you began writing - it won't be the first entry on the blog, unless you click on Post Options at the bottom left corner of the Compose screen and enter the date and time you want listed as your post time. SO, if you want us to THINK you're up in the middle of the night to provide quality writing for your loyal readers...have at it!

I, personally, like the use of "Samber" when referring to them as a couple . I say "Sam and Amber" often, and appreciate the economy of the compound name, as well as the fact that unlike "Branjolina", they didn't have to leave out any letters of either name to get the couple moniker - "Samber" represents a union/fusion of their complete selves. David and I never came up with a smooth couple moniker using our names....any of the rest of you have some good ones?

Photo note:  This from our girls' birthday weekend with Mom last fall to Apalachicola - this is one of the views from the boardwalk at the state park.  

YEA New computer

My new computer is up and running so I'll be adding more brain cells as I learn how to do stuff. Last week was not a good time to explore the Dell when the a/c was out. Thanks to Kyle and David, the man you recommended didn't need to put in a new compresser--just a time delay. And I learned what to do in the future, but I'll write it down in case the memory bank is closed the day the a/c quits. On Robin's entry re: she and Bruce running away. Dad and I didn't see their note but told them next time we'd help them pack and had a reminder of when Susan wanted to run away to Grandma's when she was about 5. I think Sandy was the only one who didn't try , or maybe she did and we didn't know it. Glad that Gustav is gone but look out for Hanna and Ike.

Greener Pastures?

Bruce do you recall the time you decided to run away and I was going to tag along? We were running to the woods as I recall. Unfortunately we didn't think to pack a lunch, a change of clothes, bug spray, etc. We returned home to discover no one had even seen our note "Don't try to find us, etc". How humiliating.

I learned, if I am going to run away, take Mom....she is an excellent packer, and always prepared with snacks, sun screen , bug spray etc, and when I am tired she has a soft lap.

Robin

Samber Times

Last weekend, Sam and I had the opportunity to be judges at a water balloon fight that was attempting to break the world record. Christian Student Fellowship (CSF), which is the largest campus ministry at the University of Kentucky, held the event. Microsoft currently holds the Guinness World record for the largest water balloon fight. We were able to break the most water balloons at a fight with 58,000, but missed the most number of people at a water balloon fight by 110 people. We had a blast!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Check out the video above to view this amazing outreach opportunity that was put together by a few interns and a core group of CSF students.

I have to say Sam and I are blessed with so many opportunities to love and serve people of all ages and for that I am thankful to still be living in Lexington, Kentucky! I have recently joined the CSF board and Samber hopes to become more involved with the students over the next year.

Memories from the grey haired one

I do remember the camping trips that were lots of fun, lots of planning and work and so worth it. Besides that's all we could afford at that time. How about camping with the pop-up camper under the western sky near the Mesa Verde Indian dwellings. I sure felt the presence of those ancient people. Or waking up to find a beautiful lake when all we were impressed with the night before was having a pit toilet. I guess we were so intent on making memories that we got carried away. Coasting down that hill and praying for a service station to fix the oil leak on our Ford wagon that wouldn't start when it got hot. God sure had a lot to do to keep all of us safe. We kept pushing our luck! Even on the back roads, Dad sure loved to explore. The 3 trips across the Howard Franklin when we couldn't figure how to get back to Clearwater or wherever we lived then. This will be a fun time as I tell you more of my thoughts and how I remember our many adventures. We did a lot on faith and I still do. Love you all and the photos are great.

Grandma Temple's Clock

Sandy- Thanks for starting this blog. I think it's a great idea!

Just to add to the conversation...I remember that I was terrified of Grandma Temple's clock when I was little. It was so loud and I used to have nightmares that it was a bomb.

I also remember the church youth group camping trips. I always had a great time .. probably because I was able to hang out with the bigger kids some. The Ocala campgrounds were a lot of fun. Sandy do you remember when you and I got lost one night going to the bathroom and could not find our campsite?

Happy belated Birthday Susan!

Great idea! Glad that someone got this started. The picnic pictures remind me of the summer afternoons that we spent in Uncle Marshall and Aunt Jessie's backyard (also Grandma Temple's) for picnics when we still lived in New York. This would have been before Robin and almost before Bruce. It was just a yard full of Temples and tables full of picnic food. Everybody ate till they were stuffed and kids ran around the yard everywhere. There were a lot more boys than girls. I remember the lightening bugs too and riding home in the dark. I was recently reminded of Grandma Temple's when someone introduced me to their dog, a little black Scottie just like the one she kept on her bed, where we were forced to nap if we were visiting during nap time. I hated the clock in her bedroom (which you had to walk through to get to the bathroom) because it ticked really loudly and one of my older cousins (a boy, I'm sure, who got a kick out of teasing me) had me convinced it was a bomb.

Well, we have survived Faye here at the McNiels'. Robin, what are you doing on the computer at 4am?