Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Brave, Insane, or Just Plain Stupid -- You Decide :)

My next door neighbor gave me 8 free tickets to the Fair late Friday afternoon. It seemed a waste to not use the tickets, and since we hadn't been to the Fair yet this year, I decided we should go. Two problems: (1) No husband and (2) This weekend was closing weekend of the Fair...meaning use or lose the tickets...and also meaning that everyone and their mother and their long lost distant cousins were at the Fair, too.

Soooo...I called up my sister to see if she wanted to go since we'd considered going the previous week but cancelled due to rain. I'm not sure what she was thinking, but she accepted. For those of you who don't know my sister Wanda, she has three kids, two-year-old twin girls and a two-month-old. You do the math...two adults (her hubby wasn't available this weekend either) and six children total. Now for some reason, our friend Matt (whose wife Leslie and girls were out of town for the weekend) took pity on us and he and his two boys met up with us, for a grand total of 8 children, ranging from 2 months to 7 years, and 3 adults. We started out at Whataburger for a marathon feeding of little people (seriously, what were we thinking here because by the time the bigger ones were done eating, the babies needed to eat again, and Thavyn is still in the eat, poop, and eat more stage). Like a herd of turtles, maybe even snails...

Somehow, we actually made it to the Fair, and managed to board & disembark the tram without losing any children or personal effects. We even saw a few animals, of which the goats were clearly the highlight, and saw the Killdares perform. That's about all we could manage before we trudged our weary selves back across the parking lot (skipping the tram this time, thank you very much!) and back home.

My children attempting to lead around their two year old cousins...and not lose them in the crowd.
The good times for the twins...feeding the goats! Although, as Wanda put it, minus one very long car ride, a visit to Uncle Glen & Aunt Cindy's in SC yields an even better opportunity with a lot less hassle!!Hey, these kids look like they're having fun!
Even more fun, snacking & getting ready to listen to the Killdares.

Had to include this one. Note the six year-old in front, very pleased to be riding in the stroller!

My Genna here, contentedly playing with her toes on her left foot (apparently there's something special about the left one). You'd never know she yelled for the entire car ride to the Fair and two-thirds of the ride home!

Monday, October 20, 2008

For Your Reading Pleasure

Okay, I finally caved and decided to play this game as I can see that people are visiting my blog only to discover that I haven't updated in awhile. Not that I have nothing to write about, but rather, I'm having trouble chasing my thoughts down & getting them out in a coherent fashion. So here goes...

I am: a child of God.
I think: way too much.
I know: Jesus is the way, the truth and the life.
I want: to live a life of joy.
I have: a cat on my lap, purring and kneading my belly.
I wish: I always remembered how blessed I am.
I hate: dirty floors and lies.
I miss: carefree days of youth.
I fear: missing God's best for my life.
I worry: about stupid stuff all the time.
I feel: a little melancholy at the moment.
I hear: the hum of the refrigerator.
I smell: so well it irritates my husband.
I crave: intimacy with God.
I search: for evidence of God at work in my life.
I wonder: what my kids will be like when they're all grown up.
I regret: things I say.
I love: dimples and baby laughs.
I ache: for the brokenhearted.
I care: too much about what others think of me.
I always: overanalyze.
I am not: a very optimistic thinker.
I believe: that Jesus is the Son of God.
I dance: not very well and not very often.
I sing: not very loud and only for my kids.
I don't always: do the right thing.
I fight: when my feelings get hurt.
I write: when I need to process life.
I win: hardly ever.
I lose: my train of thought all the time.
I never: eat at McDonald's if I can help it.
I confuse: myself and others.
I listen: but not as well as I used to, I think. Kids...distractions...
I can usually be found: with my girls.
I am scared: at night sometimes when Steve is gone.
I need: to go to bed.
I hope: my kids will know & follow Jesus.
I am looking forward to: Steve coming home.
I am glad: kids are so forgiving, and God's love is unconditional.
I am happy about: getting more sleep at night.