Happy Birthday Matt...

As i am stuck upside down in a child's tube (you know the kind that has leg holes--like wearing underwear with a big tube attached to it) in the deep end of a friend's pool, Kicking my legs as hard as i can to try to turn over this is my brother's attempt to save my life...
Matt in a very calm, nonchalant manner sits down next to mom and says, "Mama, Erin's drowning. Mama, Erin's drowning. Mama, Mama, Mama, Erin's drowning...
"Mama, Mama..."

"What Matthew? i'm talking!" Mama exclaims frustratedly.
"Mama, Erin's drowning."
Splash. My mom, after i had held my breath for about 5 minutes (that may be a slight exaggeration) jumps into the water fully clothed to save my life.
To think without Matt's extreme concern i might not be here today to wish him a happy birthday.
( i know that story is much funnier in person but i hope you found it amusing).

MY favorite Matt story, however is from when he was about three or four years old (correct me if i'm wrong on that).
He was mad at Mom about something and if memory serves correctly it was that He didn't clean his room as he was told so Mom wouldn't let him watch Woody the Woodpecker. And the story begins...
"I'm going to tell Daddy!"Matt informs Mom indignantly.
"Go right ahead,"Mom answered thinking he meant he would do so when dad got home. So mom proceeds to check on me, cause i was a baby at the time (In case you were wondering I don't actually remember this event, but i do love hearing the story).
Anyway.
When Mom returns from my room she realizes Matt is missing. So she, being the good mother that she is, looks everywhere for him and then it dawns on her... He is on his way to tell dad that she won't let him watch Woody Woodpecker.
Immediately she calls daddy and tells him what's going on. He jumps in the car and starts to drive home from the church. Now there is a pretty major road between our house and the church and dad caught Matt right before he got to it.
Now imagine a little boy, 3 or 4, on a mission to "tell on his mom" getting caught in midflight by his dad.
Dad leans out the window and says "Whatcha doin?"
And Matt, looks in the backseat of dad's car, sees his raincoat and answers, "lookin for my raincoat."
I mean we always knew he was a bright one, especially when he started talking in full sentences at the ripe old age of 8months, but this just takes the cake. I didn't know little kids could think that fast.

Matt, i hope you have enjoyed the walk down memory lane. I love you very much and am so proud of the son, brother, husband and soon to be father that you are.
I thank the Lord for you, and for the relationship we now have. I hope you have a wonderful birthday. Celebrate it--spend time with Shannon and Avery.
I love you.
love your one and only sister who you are stuck with for life,
erin

Sidda Lee

I am now the proud owner of a 7 month old black lab. Her name is Sidda Lee. I do not have any pictures yet but i am sure i will soon (sorry mom i know you are disappointed). She is adjusting rather well to her new home, but she does not like to be left alone in the house.This morning she was pacing back and forth with her stuffed animal in her mouth whining because she knew i was leaving. I am planning on taking her to a soccer game this afternoon to show her off. She is beautiful.
I am not someone who likes to refer to their animals as members of the family, but i must say that having a dog so young is kind of like being her mom. She sleeps in my bed, she has stuffed animals, she likes to test you, she is learning new things every day. SHe is quite fun. I hope you all get to meet her one day.
She makes my apartment much less scary.
I am sure i will be posting tomorrow since it is a certain family member's special day...

Long time gone...

As the summer draws to a close i am resuming my position as church secretary for 15 hours a week (the other 25 is spent with junior high kids). So, that leaves me with a little bit of time to post on my blog.
I have had many complaints from a few select family members about my nonposting status, but i truly have been too busy and my computer has been broken and i couldn't justify using my boss's work computer just to post.
So, What's going on in my life? well i am moving out of the Erickson's. Today is moving day!!! On the one hand it is incredibly sad because i love that family soooo much, but on the other hand it's great because i am finally going to be out on my own. It is so weird. My parents are coming up today to help me move. I have no furniture, except for my bed and dresser and an old chair in the living room. But i am still so excited.
I hope all of you can visit me at one point or another. Don't expect anything too fancy because i do live above a barn and am responsible for the four horses in the barn.
I think what i am most excited about is the dog i haven't gotten yet.
ANy suggestions on what breed? i am leaning towards a lab.
well that's really all for now. Just wanted to let everyone know i am still alive and around.

Oops...

So when i posted that last time i completely forgot that the entire covenant college alumni community could access my blog now. Oh well.

So, i think i can officially announce this, since matt and shanny have already emailed all their family and friends but they are moving. And the best part is that they will only be about 30 minutes from me. I am so excited. I haven't ever lived this close to my sister-n-law (also one of my best friends). We've always been at least 4 hours away from each other (and a lot more than that this last year).
so i am completely pumped. Oh, and i'm excited about being that close to matt too. now all we need to do is find a job for jenise in the area...
that's about all i had to say. i am actually procrastinating since i have to teach sunday school and no brilliant ideas have come to me yet. i've been working on it since monday. anyway. i'm off to work on it some more.

I have changed my name to "single"

OK, there is a definite theme developing in my life. A few weeks ago i was hanging out with my friend and co-worker, Lydia. She was telling me that there is this song that makes her think of me when she hears it. It's by Leann Rhimes and it is called "something's gotta give" here are some of the lyrics "Jenny's got a job, a cat named Jake, 31 candles on her birthday cake--next year. thought by now she'd have a man, two car seats and a minivan. but it still ain't here...something's gotta give me butterflies, something gotta make me feel alive," etc...
Now i realize i am only 23 and i have plenty of time, but i kind of agreed that this is a song i identify with. So i went with it and downloaded it from itunes and then proceeded to make it the song i listen to when i am frustrated with my single status.

Well Monday i was hanging out with two of my girls and they were telling me about this other song that reminds them of me. It is called "Single." SO they made a cd of it and gave it to me. I've only listened to it once but it's about not needing to be on someone's arm to be important and whatnot.

I am starting to worry. I think my singleness is like my defining factor now. Pretty soon i think people are going to start introducing me like this: "This is erin.she's single" Part of it may be that when my junior high girls suggest guys i should date i always have excuses like "he's too short" "he's too tall" "he's too attractive" "he's not athletic" "i don't like his facial hair." (i don't actually base my decision not to date guys on these things but it is easier to make it light hearted with girls than to take their suggestions seriously).

It's all very amusing. And in the midst of it i realize that except for a couple of months two summers ago, i have always been single. I don't know how to be "with someone" and it is kind of scary. I already did the thing where i dated someone because i convinced myself i liked them, only to realize later that it was because i was tired of being single and i don't want to do that again.

So i guess what i am saying is that it is kind of funny and kind of depressing that i bear that label. but until God drops the guy in my lap i am working to be content in my singleness (and i think i will be much better at it when i move out of the Erickson's and finally get a dog.--marc won't let me have one while i'm in their house).

My life as a hostage negotiator...

Imagine having the confidence to walk into a situation where you will most likely end up shot, and yet not wearing a bullet proof vest, or carrying a gun. Imagine sitting down on the floor near a very emotionally unstable man, who is dying of cancer, has dynamite strapped to his chest, a gun in his hand and a vendetta against the bank he has invaded. Then imagine making small talk with the man for five hours until you finally decide he will not be talked into a peaceful conclusion so you have to very discreetly signal your team to blow the front doors while you concentrate on reaching the trigger in the man's hand so he doesn't blow up an entire block (and you with it).
That's what Kate O'Malley does. If you have ever read the O'malley series by Dee Henderson, aren't they great? If you haven't well you are missing exciting stuff. I remember the first time i read the book wanting to be her so badly. Yet i couldn't imagine living with the constant danger she was facing.
I started rereading this book last night and i was struck by the risks she takes. The funny thing is that she does it confidently, knowing she might lose her life and she does not believe in God. I want that kind of confidence. Some might call it foolishness, but imagine if we truly feared nothing what our impact on this world might be for the Gospel. Yet most of the time i live in fear, not even being bold with kids who have grown up in the church and heard the Gospel all their lives.
I think my prayer is that i would love boldly, and loving Christ involves risking/giving away our earthly lives to His purposes.
I don't know, just some thoughts.

Did you Know

- coconuts kill more people in the world than sharks do. Approximately 150 people are killed each year by coconuts.

- in 1969 it was illegal to celebrate Christmas in Massachusetts
-you are about one centimeter taller in the morning than in the evening
-the Bible is the most shop-lifted book in the world
-a toothpick is the object most often choked on by Americans
-females learn to talk earlier, use sentences earlier and read more quickly than males (the exception to this rule being my brother who apparently talked in paragraphs at 8 months)
-80% of millionares drive used cars
-a giraffe can clean its ears with its 21-inch tongue

I am teaching sunday school, was looking up some interesting trivia to share with them and couldn't pass up the opportunity to share it with you as well.
I am sure you thoroughly enjoyed it.
Since i haven't posted in a long while i figured it was about time. There's not much to say except my parents are coming up today and i am excited. we are going fishing tomorrow (Lord willing) which i haven't done in ages. I'll let you know how it goes...
I believe the last time i went fishing with my daddy it was on his boat(Uncle Jim's old one) and he accidentally busted my lip with his lure. ah, fun times.

The new love of my life...

There are only two children in my family, my brother and me. My brother and sister-in-law have been in seminary for almost a year. A few weeks ago i got a call that made me pretty much the happiest woman on earth. I am going to be an aunt!!!!!!!!! Shanny, my beloved friend, is two months pregnant with their first child. I absolutely cannot wait. I don't think November will get here fast enough. Now those of you who know me and how much i love children can probably imagine how unbelievably excited i am and how ridiculously spoiled this child is going to be. Imagine being the first grandbaby on both sides. THis child will probably never learn to walk because we'll just want to carry him around and play with him all the time. I don't think there is a child on earth who is loved more. So congratulations to Matt and Shannon. And to mom and dad who get to be grandparents (don't you feel old?). And to me, because i just get to be the cool, fun aunt who dotes on her niece or nephew. ok, i'll stop rambling now. YEA! What do you think of "Aunt Rin"?

I love the Beach...

Now i am not one for laying out. And though most of my extended family lives within 20 or 30 minutes of the beach i don't spend much time on the beach. So, i was a little worried about a whole week of staying directly on the beach with 8th grade girls. BUt i must say it was a blast! We had great weather most of the time. It was warm but not hot so we could lay out in the sun and read or sleep without sweating to death. The water was too cold to swim. My bathing suit only got wet once! We played our share of frisbee although the wind and our lack of talent sometimes made this difficult. I attempted skim boarding and have a nasty bruise/scratch from the very graceful fall i took.(although now i am determined to learn how to skim board) We ate ice cream pretty much every day. We played DDR (dance dance revolution) a lot. I read a lot, much to the dismay of several girls who claim that they "never read, unless it's magazines or school work."
And i have come to the conclusion that i need a condo on the beach. It was so relaxing. Even if it had rained everyday i would have been content to sit inside and stare at the ocean, or go out on the verandah and breath in the scents.
Ok. enough bragging about the beach.
Oh, but we did kind of get stalked by two guys who were staying in our condo, and the lady who killed her pastor husband was found in Gulf Shores which is where we were.
NOt to mention that all of us but two dyed our hair, and several of us got tattoos (henna of course).
It was a walk on the wild side for me.
So that's what last week was like. this week was much more business as usual.
HOpe everyone's doing well.
Tune in soon for some very exciting news...

A Little Story...

A long long time ago, when i was still in teenage angst i went on a little trip to see my friend Jenise (who is pretty ridiculously cool in case you were wondering)at her awesome school FSU. As it turns out i was not the only one going to visit her this particular week. Some preacher's kid i had never met before who i felt had no right to be friends with my friend Jenise was going as well. Now this may sound a little harsh but to defend myself, this girl was thinking the same thing about me. Her name: Shannon. So we go to pick her up at her house, and you should know at this point i am committed to not liking her, but the first thing i notice is that she's really tall. I think that's cool b/c when i was a teenager i was taller than pretty much everyone i knew (except katie kirkpatrick). Anyway in the two hour drive we had we didn't really talk to each other at all. But somewhere between the ride in the car and about 7pm that night we became friends. Not just casual friends but like instantly past the acquaintance, hang out every now and then stage to the tell all, be girly together, email each other every day kind of friends (yes, sadly we lived 5 hours apart).
So the three of us did some major bonding, and even got kicked out of Gap(aww what a fun memory). Then we returned to normal life and we all lived apart from each other. naturally Shannon, Jenise and i found ways to hang out. one particular way was when we went to Tampa with Shanny's youth group the next year for spring break. I won't tell much about this story because ultimately it holds embarrassing memories for me. Anyway our friendship continued until she started dating my older brother. It got a little rocky for a couple of years, just cause it's weird when one of your best friends is dating your brother because you don't necessarily want to hear about the kisses and whatnot. (not to mention that my brother has always felt more comfortable sharing things with me than i have felt hearing them).
So anyway, to wrap this story up, they got married almost two years ago. She is now officially my sister (in-law) and we have thoroughly enjoyed being related. (and don't be thinking that Jenise isn't part of the picture anymore because she's always been a part of my family. I actually thought we were cousins til i was like 13 and she's pretty much the coolest one of us all).
Why do i tell you this story? because today is Shannon's birthday!
I love you Shannon. I am so thankful that we met and became friends. And you have no idea how glad i am that you are the girl my brother chose to marry (because as you know all his other girlfriends were dorks)I hope you enjoy this little trip down memory lane.
Happy Birthday!
OH, and now i get to post a picture since that's what i do for everybody's birthday...

Happy Birthday...

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Katie,
Happy Birthday to you!!!!!!!!!

Hey Katie,
I hope you are having a wonderful birthday. If i had a picture of you i would post it on my blog, but don't have a digital one. Sorry. I have filled out your card, and it even has a stamp on it but i haven't made it to the mailbox yet. I just want you to know that i am thinking about you on your special day!
Happy Birthday!
ps. what does it feel like to be 23? i need to know cause it's sneaking up on me fast.

trying again...

well i wrote this whole long post a few minutes ago but then i was trying to deal with a lot of calls on the office phone and look something up at the same time and i lost it.
So this is going to be a shorter, less enthused version of my original post.
I am writing because i was talking to two of my very dear family members the other day and they informed me that they were bored with my blog because i hadn't posted in a few days. So, Matt and Shannon, this is for you...

I am incredibly tired. Once my sleep pattern gets off track (i.e. staying up past midnight two nights in a row) i have a hard time getting back into the rhythm of things and falling asleep when i should.

Saturday i had the joy of babysitting for two different families, one in the morning and one in the evening. It was my first time to babysit the kids i kept in the morning. They were almost three and almost one. I had to take them to a birthday party for the little boy's friend. It was a bunch of three year old boys and their moms. i was so self-conscious, but i think it went okay. THe little girl was precious, and the little boy was good for the most part, he had his moments of complete toddlerhood.

I haven't had to teach sunday school in a few weeks and i must say i am thoroughly enjoying my time off. Sometimes i can get excited about my lesson but the last time i taught was horrible and i am still recovering from that. Thankfully it will be at least a couple more weeks before i have to be back up in front of the class.

I have been watching a lot of FRIENDS in the last few days. I forgot how witty and hilarious that show is. I have been watching the first two seasons, and i always know what lines are coming next so i laugh before the characters even say them. I think the second season might be one of my favorite seasons. I know the show has more than its share of inappropriateness and i hate that, because it is sooooo funny.

Sorry i don't have any exciting news to share, it's pretty much the boring every day me stuff right now. Although, we did get two cats this week. And we have big machinery in our back yard because they are trying to level it out and build a new porch. I am taking the two girls in the family i live with on a date this weekend. We are going out to dinner and a movie. I am excited, although i haven't told them we are going yet.

well, i think that's about all i have. I am having a really really tired moment right now, so i am just going to post a random picture and then sit at my desk and stare into space for the next three hours! c-ya.
Shannon i hope you are feeling better soon. It stinks to have the flu!

For the Heck of it...

Sometimes i want to post just for the heck of it and that's what today is. I don't have anything particularly specific to say so i might do a little rambling.
I got to go home this past weekend for part of a missions conference. I loved seeing everybody but i get really frustrated that my time is always so short and i always manage to leave somebody out or say the wrong thing. My friend Amanda, who is going to Spain for a couple of years, was speaking and i got to introduce her and pray for her twice. I think i am starting to get a tiny tiny bit more comfortable being up in front of people. For some reason a classroom full of junior high students is way more intimidating than a sanctuary full of all ages, or a fellowship hall full of women.
I think i am scared that i might be called to the mission field. I say scared not because i am not willing to go, but i think i am less willing to give up such ready access to friends and family and comfort. Which makes me take a look at my heart and realize i am not fully trusting and delighting in God.
On the flipside i could also see myself doing youth ministry long term (maybe) or working with young, scared, pregnant women; or doing ministry to battered women and children. Any way you look at it i feel that i am called to some type of ministry. It's just a matter of what it will look like.

I have had to face a couple hard things in the recent past (as in the last couple weeks)--one with a dearly loved friend, and one with a dearly loved student in my youth group. I've realized that there can be joy in anguish. In both cases i was driven to my knees before the Lord, helpless to do anything without His strength. In both cases i had hard things to say and a fear of how they would be received. In both cases, even when i was miserable about what it might mean for me, i found a peace that GOd is in control and that He can use me even when my words are too many, or my words are wrong. He is sovereign! (not that it takes away my responsibility but it sure lightens the weight on my shoulders).

On a much lighter note, i got my haircut this weekend and i am in a love-hate relationship with it. sometimes i love it and sometimes it drives me crazy. If i wasn't so self-conscious i would seriously consider shaving it all off.

I would like to say Happy Birthday to my friend Damien! Now his birthday was actually yesterday--but i am not totally behind because another friend and i drove to Atlanta yesterday and went to lunch with him to celebrate. We had fun, I hope you did Damien!!!!!!!!!! I think i have a picture of you that i am going to try to post now if i can find it and that will be the end of this very long post...

Ever been bored?

In my house we were never allowed to say that we were bored. If we did let it slip our mother made us do housework which we hated of course. So anytime i hear the words "bored" or "boring" i cringe. (and when my junior high girls say it i offer them the opportunity to come clean my room which-- for those of you who haven't seen it and don't know--is quite the chore.
Lately the only time i have even been still enough to have the opportunity to be bored i have been so tired i couldn't even form a coherent thought. isn't it interesting that sometimes i am so busy i can't even think straight and sometimes i look at my week and think "what am i going to do to fill it?"
All that to say that right now i am voluntarily bored. My mind is too tired to think enough for me to read my book (), and I am sitting at a desk answering the phone which only rings once every little while. There's definitely something to be said for stillness.
That said i am going to check out the news and eat some more gobstoppers. Later!

What the...Princeton!!!???

I would just like to brag on one of my best friends. She is a lovely person. Very small and cute. She is very personable (everybody loves her). She works in the nursery at our church. Her job is to work with Habitat for Humanity. So she is good with people, she has a heart for the poor (or an avid interest in community development), and she was a Maclellan Scholar at Covenant College. SO, why am i singing her praises on my blog? because she just got accepted to Princeton's graduate school program!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Isn't that amazing?
I mean just to make it fair to the rest of us you would think she'd have to be ugly, or not good with people, or mean and snobby. But no, she's not any of those horrible things.
She's wonderful and smart and we are so so so proud of her! So here's to Becky Holton, who Covenant College will be more than proud to claim as an alumnus (is that right), and whose friends are all excited that we might now have an excuse to buy Princeton sweatshirts to wear around and dream about being smart enough to go there.
We love you Becky!!!!!!!!!!

procrastination at its best...

So last week i was supposed to teach Sunday School, but i was hitting a brick wall with the material so i just prayed really really hard that the roads would ice over and sunday school would be cancelled. IT was!!! BUt that still leaves me with the problem of having to teach this week. The more i look at the passage, the more i think i am understanding what it is saying, but i still am having a ridiculously hard time figuring out how to put it on a junior high level. You know, add games, movie clips, acting---helping them see how the truth of this particular passage does and should affect the way they live their lives.
I do realize on some level that teaching the Word of God is a joy and privilege that i am unworthy of, but most of the time i focus way too much on the burden of helping them understand and don't trust in Him to work through me. Guess that's an area i have to work on.
I think i am going to post some pictures just for the fun of it... I don't think any of them are too new, but i am seriously avoiding planning sunday school. so here goes...

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Hey everyone. Happy Valentine's day! I think i have found a new peace (at least for the moment) with this holiday. For those of you who have significant others i hope you celebrate well together and have a lot of fun. For those of you who are unattached, please remember romantic love isn't the only thing we have to celebrate today. So, tell your family and friends that you love them and do something nice to show them you care!
I love y'all.
Happy Birthday Megan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1John 3:1 Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God!

Ah, the life i lead...

So i had a long, but wonderful weekend. And yesterday was my day off. So i didn't set an alarm, thinking i would probably wake up around 9 and get the day started slowly. Wrong. I woke up at 11. It was ridiculous. I usually hate waking up that late because i feel like i've wasted half the day and it usually leaves me feeling icky. BUT apparently i needed it because i felt pretty good. It was the first time in a long time i didn't have a real agenda for my day off. i kept thinking about all the things i should be doing and resisting the urge to do them. I haven't decided if that was good or not. Although i did do laundry, which i am sure eased the mind of the family i live with, since i haven't done laundry in quite a few weeks. I am a firm believer in holding out until absolutely everything has been worn at least twice (except underwear and socks).
I have to teach Sunday School this week and next week. And it is not easy stuff. We are in Romans and this week i get to teach on identifying our idols of the heart. That's a pretty heavy job. especially since no one really enjoys taking a good long look at their sinful heart (i know first hand).
I have to say though, i am not absolutely dreading teaching as i normally do. I think this must be the work of the Spirit. Because my nature is to stay as far in the background as i can get. I was definitely one of those kids in school who never talked in class (except of course for my history class in high school because i had the best teacher in the world and i was comfortable around him).
I know, i know... You're thinking why is someone with that kind of personality doing youth ministry? Well, it is a very stretching occupation at times. I have learned to be able to approach new people instead of waiting for them to approach me. I think i am also learning that it is not the end of the world if things go wrong and my face turns blood red. (Although at that precise moment i always wish it was the end of the world).
And I love my job! I think i am totally inadequate and there are a million things i wish i did better. But i still love being able to hang out with these girls. There is nothing like the feeling you have after having a really good conversation about Jesus with one of my girls. I love the true honest times, and the ones where they share insight they have that i haven't even thought of. God is truly amazing.

lots of disconnected thoughts right now. I am really just procrastinating on planning my sunday school lesson. Pray for me! i need it.

The Lord's Resistance Army(LRA), ever heard of it?

The Lord's Resistance Army is an unimaginably violent rebel group in Uganda led by a man who brings together a potent mix of Christianity, Islam and Witchcraft. He uses his ridiculous reason to motivate his army into attacking and brutally killing many of their own people, and abducting enormous numbers of children to be brainwashed into full fledged murdering members of the LRA. The paper thin defense for his actions is opposition to the Ugandan government. I think one article says he claims to be cleansing his own people, the Acholi. The tragedies that are in progress and have already occured because of this group are too numerous to count. Only the Lord knows fully the trauma these people are enduring. The main victims of this brutality: women and children. I am linking an article and hopefully a website that will help you find out more about this fight.
Why am i writing about it, you ask?
Well, a ninth grade girl with a beautiful heart for missions, has recently heard of the plight of the Ugandan children. They are being beaten in horrible ways i cannot even describe, raped, mutilated, threatened, abducted and forced to kill one another in brutal disgusting ways. They are brainwashed and turned into soldiers, many of them no older than eight to fourteen years. I will stop describing it now because the article i am linking (and the ones linked from that page) will do a more adequate job of describing exactly what is going on.
I am telling you because my heart is now involved and we (the ninth grade girl, her friends and schoolmates and families in the area) are trying to think of creative ways to raise money and awareness for an organization that is trying to raise 20 million dollars in order to provide safe, clean places for these children to sleep, food for them to eat (many of them survive on less than one meal a day), and education that they aren't getting because of this war.
There is a dvd that i would love to show you (except i don't have a copy). It is a documentary by three guys who just decided to go to the Sudan and film a documentary. They went with no organization and no money. They came back on a mission. It is a powerful dvd. I think their website is www.invisiblechildren.com
Please check it out.
IF you have creative ideas for raising money we would appreciate your input!
If you have the space on you prayer list these kids need your time in prayer. So do the leaders---pray for true salvation for the Rebel army leader and his followers. Pray for the mission to help these kids. Pray for protection for the children from the cruel reality that is their world. Pray for relief and rescue for those already abducted and turned into murderers. And pray, for awareness throughout the Christian church.
Thanks.
Here's the link: http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2006/001/18.30.html

Happy Birthday Gran!

Happy Birthday to You!
Happy Birthday to You!
Happy Birthday dear Gran,
Happy Birthday to You!

Sorry Gran, i know this is a day late, but late is better than never right?
I hope you had a wonderful birthday. I love you very much.
Thanks for being such a great grandmother (and even letting me call you Granny for a few years there). I can't wait to see you again (hopefully soon).
I love you!
love, erin