http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ Why did I choose to title my blog after this silly phone game my sisters and I invented? Well, the memories of squeaking in a guinea-pig dialect, while laying safe and snug in bed close to my sisters, is precious to me; it's a memory I love to think about. When my sisters and I unite, we (okay mostly Maggie) love to bust out the old guinea-pig voice. The sound makes us laugh. It makes us cry. It makes us long for those times when we were young and stains had not bled quite so deep. In a world where sin, shame, abuse, hunger, violence, evil, and darkness cling to our lives like unrelenting, nightmares, such memories, as the ones I have with my sisters, burn bright like candles in a dim room. I name this blog "Guinea-Pig Voices in the Night" because It is my prayer that this blog would be such a candle. en-us lwachs69@yahoo.com 2007-08-02T20:34:27-06:00 hourly 1 2000-01-01T12:00+00:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003712.html It's amazing what you learn in the ballet studio. Today, Kat, the instructor, scolded me, during adagio (the first thing you do after bar. It's slow, lyrical, and involves lots of arm movements). There reached a point when I blanked... 3712@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-08-02T20:34:27-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003451.html My Grandmemother and I were at Grace and Peace this morning getting some stuff together for a wedding reception. The food pantry was in session at the same time and while we were entering the church we passed a few... 3451@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-07-18T13:59:14-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003436.html My blog is drying up like parched summer soil or if you like the state of a vegetable garden mid January--you may not see much action on the outside but should you till the frozen soil, a host of activity... 3436@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-07-17T22:57:32-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003121.html It's not summer till I hear the cicadas singing in the trees. That pulsing rhythm, it's crazy how it gets under the skin, pulling up old feelings, moods, places... I forget, summer used to be FREE; a paradise with darkness... 3121@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-22T15:05:58-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003056.html I found the following article in a text book I'm reading for a class on Special Education. Folktales from many cultures feature magical "little people"-pixies, elves, trolls, and fairies. A number of physical and behavioral similarities suggest that at least... 3056@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-18T00:29:55-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003052.html 3052@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-17T00:32:38-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/003051.html 3051@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-16T23:55:10-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002994.html Dad's not really below deck here. He's finishing dinner at home!... 2994@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-08T15:50:30-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002993.html This is the light house Tom Hanks runs out to in Forest Gump.... 2993@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-08T15:45:40-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002990.html 2990@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-08T15:12:09-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002987.html There were lots of delays going on in D.C last night so I didn't make it home till around 2 a.m. Thankfully, my sister is a night owl so she and a friend picked me up. Actually, they were fresh... 2987@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-08T12:38:41-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002937.html I had one of those awe-inspiring moments last night. For a second I wished I had my camera but later was glad to have left it at home. Dad, Isaac, and I went down to check on the trapped raccoon.... 2937@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-02T10:31:54-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002933.html The racoon is trapped! Poor thing, she was looking at me w/ such a forlorn face. The guys who do the trapping, say she probably has kits so they are letting her stay in the trap for a while to... 2933@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-06-01T16:51:46-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002909.html My mom is always on the look out for rocks. A few years back, dad and Isaac (I believe) found Lewis, a rock that resembles a large, smooth whale. Lewis even has an "eye" in the right spot. Last year,... 2909@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-05-30T14:33:53-06:00 http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/archives/002860.html For those of you who don't know, I'm off to Maine come Saturday morning. I'll be in the land of pointed firs for a couple weeks, chilling, gardening, scraping a porch w/ my dad, eating fresh lobster ( do you... 2860@http://lwachs69.stlouisblogs.org/ 2007-05-25T00:13:50-06:00