Post By 4pm

Dear Reader,

I have been having a full and interesting last couple of days. So I haven't posted. However, I'll have one up by 2:30 or 3ish this afternoon. I put 4pm on the subject line to give myself some space to stretch out my shoulders. My right shoulder is hurting a lot, too. Any ideas for mitigating the ouch?

Sincerely,

KD

** Side note: When the Carolina Day students first had a dress code this year (kahkis or black pants or skirts with a shirt that either has no writing or just "Carolina Day School" embroidery in navy, light blue, yellow, red, or white), they were pissed off. On a bus ride, I suggested they have a sit-in (great idea at a private school that costs something like $15,000 a year). They said they got in trouble for even just having a petition. So I said, "Well, write letters to the principal..." They crafted them aloud on the bus, one at a time. The little 8 year olds had the best ones. They sounded like this (names have been changed for privacy):

Dear Ms. Potts,

I think these uniforms are idiotic and stupid and dumb.

Sincerely,
Caitlin McCormick



Dear Ms. Potts,

I don't like these uniforms. We look terrible.

Sincerely,
Fredrick Jones



Each sounded something like this. I loved that they said, "sincerely" in each one.
I will write a real post this afternoon after hanging with Greg and then one of my favorite babies.

Sincerely,

KD

Caving Photos

Here are some photos from that caving trip. None of the Gremlin grabbing my ankle, but some tight spots. The one above is a bit spotty, but shows some of the cave conditions. Don't you love our suits? I want to wear mine all the time.

Here's me crawling around some formations. Gremlin almost thought he had to go through a slit that was about five inches high until another kid found this squeeze around. I felt like I was in a video game... going from level to level from room to tiny room.

Here are some crystals in the cave. Close-up

Here, going through the tight squeeze final pinch. The photographer is actually crouched in a tiny spot to take this picture. The whole crawl took over a half-an-hour to get through.

Here's us in camp, eating dinner. It's pitch dark other than our headlamps and this flash. It reminded me of some fake museum exibit with the clay floor and the rolling mounds. We made sure to tag the walls with "TAASC WUZ HERE 2008!" after this dance party:

Nashville Part 2

I didn't hear from Speed about whether or not I could post pictures that he sent to me. I was about to do it anyway (since I am bold and he didn't immediately write me back with a roaring, "NO!"), but then I actually heard from him and he said, "Sure" in his calm voice. I needed to hear that voice (even though it was through a text message and I didn't really hear it...) because it's been a bleh day. I had been bleh and then I ran over a nail and punctured my back tire and then I was really bleh.

All is working out, though, I got them rotated after they fixed. The folks there were super nice, too. These pictures are nice, too. I didn't put any ones from inside his house on this site.
You need to have a secret password to get to see those ones...