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Chris Fabry
Married to Andrea since 1982. We have 9 children together and none apart. Our dog's name is Tebow.
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After finding and remediating mold twice in our Colorado home, we abandoned ship in October 2008. Because of the high levels of exposure, our entire family was affected. After months of seeing different specialists for all of the problems, we came to Arizona to begin comprehensive treatment to rid our bodies of the toxic buildup. In August 2009 we moved into a larger home, four bedrooms, south of Tucson, north of Mexico. I am doing my daily radio program/ writing from that location. Thanks for praying for us. We really feel it.

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Visitor Count:
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Winter statistics:


It snows 5 inches and you don't expect school to be canceled.

You'll wear flip flops every day of the year, regardless of temperature.

You have no accent at all, but can hear other people's.

'Humid' is over 25%.

Your sense of direction is: Toward the mountains and Away from the mountains.

You say 'the interstate' and everybody knows which one.

You think that May is a totally normal month for a blizzard.

You buy your flowers to set out on Mother's day, but try and hold off planting them until just before Father's day.

You always know the elevation of where you are.

You wake up to a beautiful, 80 degree day and you wonder if it's going to snow tomorrow.

**You don't care that some company renamed it, the Broncos still play at Mile High**

Every movie theater has military and student discounts.

You know what a 'trust fund hippy' is, and you know its natural habitat is Boulder

A bear on your front porch doesn't bother you.

Your two favorite teams are the Broncos and whoever is beating the Raiders.


java diva said...

The first winter stat listed caught my attention, not just because I always bring coffee in the car, and I'm not that great of a driver, but because way back 9 years ago, I'd leave my fiance's too late and wake up way too early for the "early bird shift" where I worked. So the sleep deprivation caught up to me. I drove in auto mode too many scary times. An "oncoming mail box" woke me up to where I overreacted and ended up spinning into the ditch on the other side of the road. The grass was taller than my car, I kept seeing it flash by the windows and I was gripping the steering wheel so tight. You'd think I'd apply the brakes. I must of thought I was dreaming...And I know an angel just guided my car back onto the country road just in time to avoid hitting a ditch tunnel head on! I was actually experiencing in real life how I play video games. (I can never keep the race boats in water or the cars on the speedway.) The next day my brother asked me how I got so much grass in my tires! Turns out, I still hit that mail box with my Probe's spoiler. It went missing with my hubcap.