Sweet, Lovely Rest

So fall break has been awesome. Definitely a much needed break.

It started with a drive to Atlanta that about doubled, due to a wreck involving a car I remember passing me (creepy!) and literally not moving for an hour.

Friday night involved dinner with mom, dad, and jimmy, loading 9 double sized cakes into the suburban and two other cars worth of stuff to take to the church, hanging out at jimmy's awesome new apartment and watching buffy (the musical episode!) and some 12 kingdoms. I have some envy of jimmy's awesome new place. There's a pool on the roof. It doesn't get better than that...

Saturday my daddy and I went to breakfast (but not before we took my mom everything she needed to make more icing at the church... who knew you'd need more than 3 double batches for all those cakes?!) Brunch was quite good and I always love hanging out with my daddy. Then I headed to my grandparent's kaleidoscope shop and hung out with them for a while. I learned to play the L game, which I'm really not very good at... but, as granddaddy says, it takes 30 seconds to learn and a lifetime to perfect. I also looked at lots of pretty kaleidoscopes. I do love kaleidoscopes.

After that, I went to the church and put lots of ginger snaps in baskets... and then went to pick up caitlin and jimmy from their respective locations in downtown atlanta. this was made interesting with the inclusion of the BET awards traffic... and caitlin was appalled that i didn't know some new rappers name, and made sure I knew some of his music. Overall the trip took about an hour and a half. You gotta love atlanta traffic.

The 25th anniversary was so much fun, in so many ways. It was great to see the sherman's again, and lots of other old members. My dad was hilarious, and my mom's food afterward was great. I really realized this weekend how much my parent's have done for the church. I'm just amazed by their dedication and service over the years. I was thinking about how they haven't really done much missions trips or anything, but then i realized that their mission field has been the church body. They have both given so much over the years, time and energy, and still do in so many ways. They are a great model to me of what it means to serve the church. I think I appreciate it even more, because I know they have such dedication to Intown, not to Intown as long as so-and-so is a pastor. I know it's been hard on them each time major changes have happened, but their love and service to Intown has never changed, except when we've had to move out of Atlanta. But God seems to have always brought us back. I hope one day I can give and love a church as much as my parents have.

Sunday morning was filled with much more mingling, and I spent a lot of it walked around with James and David. We plays air hockey, and I definitely beat James... once...

This post is getting very long, and I'm only at Sunday morning... oh well....

Sunday night I headed to the Macon's lovely abode, and had pawpaw's tacos. Thank you pawpaw for befriending poor mexican's and getting their authentic recipes so we can eat the goodness that is mexican food.

monday we headed to cook springs (look anna, i didn't say pell city!) and spent the day lazying around. We had a very lovely pride and prejudice moment, as the Annas played piano and viola, and I listened and sewed. And apparently michael was reading in a windowsill upstairs. Who knows what Lee was doing... apparently not homework (yay!!) maybe looking up kilt sewing instructions?

We had 'smores monday night, and I'm sad to say i wasn't able to turn my marshmellow golden brown. perhaps it had something to do with it being a charcoal fire? i don't know dad... or maybe i just don't have the gift. the golden brown thumb, so to speak. I totally overcooked one of my marshmellows waiting for it to turn golden brown... but when i tried again, it was much better. michael's 'smores technique of putting peanut butter and chocolate on the marshmellow and waiting for the chocolate to melt was good for the chocolate and peanut butter, but definitely not good enough for the marshmellow. i think i'm probably a fan of the graham cracker and chocolate placed on the side of the grill thing over the fire to toast/melt a little while your marshmellow is cooking. The night made me long for blueberry mountain again, as always.

I finally got to sleep in a little last night. And now I really should start working on that care plan for psych. alas, alack, real life has to come back at some point. I have enjoyed the break while it lasted, though.