Overdue and a few QHs

I am a bad blogger, I know it. I get these really good post ideas and then the day gets away from me and before I know it is to late to post something because it would be completely irrelevant. This time it is late, but still important enough to write about it. So here it goes.

One year, one week and one day ago my brother was in his wreck. I thought I would give everyone one last update on how he is doing. It took until about 4 months ago to be considered back to normal, but he has pretty much made a full recovery. He has purchased a new truck and is able to ride his motorcycle again. The only thing that seems to hurt is flying. He went back to Indiana last month for a wedding and said he pretty much had to just look left the whole time the cabin was pressurized because he couldn't move his head. A few weeks ago he was up to help with the big roofing project and was able to do all of the work just fine. Praise God for a full recovery.

I was going to be a good sister and post a picture of him on the one year anniversary, but remember I am a bad blogger and forgot to take the picture. I promise I will make it up to you and post a picture after I see him this weekend for his graduation. He finally gets to graduate with his AA! It was just two weeks before graduation last year when he wrecked. He has now completed the last 2 classes he needed and can graduate.

If any of you have no idea what I am talking about here are there are links to old posts just after he wrecked here, here and here, but be warned some of the pictures may be disturbing. I just have to say again, praise God for a full recovery!

And a couple HQs just for laughs and because we have been lacking in them lately. Today I asked her what she wanted for dinner and she answered roasted marshmallows in a sandwich with chocolate and crackers (I think she thought that if she had it as a sandwich rather than a S'moore she might actually get it to pass as healthy dinner).

Then last week after Sunday school she told me in the hall that she had learned a new song "you can't get to heaven on roller skates". Her teach then started singing the song, which is a silly song about all the ways you can't get to heaven, i.e. in a limousine, submarine, etc. So wanting to test how much of the lesson had sunk in I asked her how you do get to heave. She then replied very matter of factly and with an big ol' smile, "You have to die!!" Once again we see the theology of the young.