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Day at Sand Key

On Monday I made the decision to structure things this weekend to have some time off.
The last two weeks were insane with wedding planning, keeping up with two jobs, keeping things in the home running and everything else. This next week coming up is missions convention. It was time to release some pressure before the heat is on again. So, on Friday, I took my day off. Completely. No interruptions, no returning calls, no answering emails. Then last Monday I announced to the choir through an e-communication that we wouldn't have rehearsal today and that everybody would have the afternoon off today from practice although we did have early morning rehearsal and an off the chain service today! God was all over the place. After a great service, Savanna and I headed off to Sand Key with Irene and Becca. We had an amazing time... Spent the afternoon/evening "just us girls" laying on the beach with our toes in the sand, riding the waves (they were so high today by Tampa Bay standards!) At one point a wave knocked us over and I screamed, "Oh my gosh, it's a freakin' mini-tsunami!!" much to the delight of Becca who absolutely laughed herself silly over my reaction. She also cracked up at the fact that when two dolphins swam just a few feet away from me and all I saw was a fin when I looked over, I thought it was a shark and I screamed bloody murder and started running for the shore. She was laughing hysterically and hollering, "It's two dolphins, I swear, come back, come back!!!!" Ahhhhhh...the hysterical things that took place today you would never believe...

Savanna did her typical thing digging holes and building castles...and laying under the umbrella talking... we had a wonderful time together...

While we were at Rita's Italian Ice we saw this pink car in the intersection. I fell in love with it, pulled my cell out to snap a photo. It's the first car I've ever seen that even compares to a Mustang. I could drive this car and be happy. Anyone who has known me for very long knows that's HUGE. I still can't bring myself to buy another car. Irene asked me about it today and I said, "amazingly after several years it still hurts...but my son is alive so that is my consolation and what I give thanks and praise to God for daily. A car (even a Mustang) is just a car and my son is my everything." At the same time I am still not ready for another car, even after all this time...unless it was just the right 'stang or a car like this...I would rather ride along with Larry, ride my bike, a bus, catch a ride with a friend or just do without. I know, sounds crazy right? But when have I ever done anything conventional?

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