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CHATTY CHRISSER

We are all tee-hee’ing over the prospect of one of the most adorable young men we know having the tables turned in a few weeks, when he becomes a father. That’s because Chris was the most TALKATIVE little boy in the universe . . . constant cheerful, chipper chit-chat . . . and ‘bout did in his mom and dad by expressing his never-ending stream of consciousness.

We feel sure that any child born with half his genes is bound to be mega-chatty. It’s a girl, too, so that’ll just increase the verbal barrage.

Chris remembers his mom sometimes staggering in to the kitchen and setting the kitchen timer to ‘’5.’’

‘’Now, Chrisser,’’ she’d say, ‘’while this is ticking, nobody can talk! You can’t say a word. Mommy really needs you to help me in this. OK? Think you can do it?’’

Eyes like saucers, he’d comply. And she’d get five blissful minutes of peace and quiet.

I already know what to give the young couple as a baby gift. That’s right: a kitchen timer, with a big, pink bow . . . and maybe another one on a bottle of Jim Beam for Mom and Dad.

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Prayer request: I’ve now heard of two Florida homes owned by friends of friends that were wrecked in Hurricane Charley. Several other people I know have been at least temporarily displaced by it or are without power. To think of starting my household all over, or even of a massive cleanup effort right now . . . oy. All we can do, Lord, is pray down Your supernatural strength, endurance, hope and good humor for all those dealing with the aftermath. Father, stir up mercy and compassion in people’s hearts, and stir those hands to write checks to the Red Cross. (2 Corinthians 4:1)


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MONDAY, AUG. 16

IT ALL SMELLS GREEK TO ME

The Olympics are cool. To celebrate, we served Greek salad last night. It had endive, lettuce, olives, artichoke hearts, chopped tomato, feta cheese and a wonderful Greek vinaigrette.

One of our number had been to Greece in recent years. Thinking of gorgeous seascapes, fascinating ruins and lots of drinking parties – OPA!!! -- we asked what it was like.

“It’s a smelly country,” she said, instantly. “Nobody bathes. You stand in these long lines with people pressing in all around you, and you feel like you’re going to pass out.”

You mean . . . Zeus had B.O.? Helen of Troy was actually The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships in the OTHER Direction?

I don’t know. Smells fishy. “That, too,” she said.

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Prayer request: Speaking of beautiful places to visit with the sea all around, we join in prayer for Florida and the Carolinas. As people deal with the aftermath of Hurricane Charley, we pray that disaster relief will be swift and that Americans will give money to the Red Cross to help. A special prayer for my husband’s aunt and uncle, Janet and Eddie, in Orlando, who are without power. Keep their fantastic sense of humor intact, Lord, and use this trial to draw them closer together and to You. (Psalm 55:8)