Thursday, June 07, 2007

Packing up

Last night (or should I say early this morning) I talked to the boys about some important stuff until about 3 am. One thing parents of teens realize is that you can't really schedule the times you talk about the serious stuff...when THEY are ready to talk, you just do it. (At least if you really want to have a closer relationship and get through to them.) I'm glad I crammed lots of church work in the past week to prepare for our trip. I don't have any more loose ends to tie up here before Sunday so I was able to take some time today to get things in order to prepare for us to leave once again and also to get ready for our arrival back to Tampa and the church leadership meeting at our house. I won't have too much time to prepare for that. And lately with my schedule, I haven't been on my regular cleaning routine. One thing I've always pondered is why it takes the men in my family about 10 minutes to clean our master bathroom, but when I do it, it takes about an hour. That's very puzzling to me. Larry says it's because I want everything perfect. I say it's because I do things proper.

Bobby dropped in today to visit with us, and ended up staying to talk while I cleaned and prepared dinner. You know, sometimes on the most inopportune days I decide to make a more involved meal. I don't know WHY I do that. The mood just strikes me, I guess. So this evening although I had all this cleaning/packing to do, I made parmesan encrusted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, corn, bread, and cookies. Bobby had dinner with us. We just love being with him.

I am still washing clothes and packing. Didn't get to sit out on the swing tonight and do my devotions as I longed to for a bit. It rained hard today so everything is soaked. When I come back home, I'll take my place out there. For now my quiet place is in my rocker inside. It's a nice atmosphere anyway to pull up in the rocker next to the window and spend some time. Jordan took some pics of life in our yard today that I've included here. (When he finally woke up at 4 pm, no less.) He said he was bored and just wanted to take some pictures.

We're leaving at about 5 am tomorrow. I hate early mornings but it's like this...I'm going to go from my bed, to my car and keep sleeping. Then when I wake up a few hours later and open my eyes, I'm sure Larry will have pulled up at Waffle House. It's one of our family traditions. While at home, we never eat there. On the road, it's our favorite, sticky tables and all.

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