As per usual, this weekend was nothing short of crazy-busy.
Friday night we took the boys to a Thrashers game(that's the Atlanta hockey team for those of you who don't know . . . ) Just a word of wisdom, hockey arenas are a little cold, I think it might have to do with the, you know, ICE they play on. So I was freezing most of the game, but other than that it was a fun time, mostly because we won 7-0. And 4 of those 7 goals were scored within 5 minutes. And let me tell you, it was an exciting 5 minutes. Both boys lost their voice from screaming things like "boy stop" and "oh un-uh, not in our house" . . . I particularly liked the 7 goals because every time they scored, the thrasher heads on the ceiling would shoot fire from their mouths, warming me up momentarily.
Saturday we made the executive decision to stay home and clean. This decision was made based primarily on two factors: 1-We STILL hadn't unpacked from our Chicago road-trip a week ago, and 2-We had approximately 8 loads of clean cloths (wrinkly, but clean) in various states of un-folded-ness throughout the house. *Please note that we didn't actually accomplish all that much on Sat morning in the form of cleaning and folding, we mostly slept.
We then enjoyed a delightful meal at the Flying Biscuit before doing a little visiting kiddos/neighborhood scouting/driving around downtown. We're desperate to move I tell you. Anyone want to buy our beautiful house in the suburbs? I have great taste in decorating. Oh I kid, but seriously, anyone want it or know someone who wants it?
This brings us to Sunday (could I be more boring?) and the big fundraising banquet, involving my public speaking debut. Let's be honest, I literally didn't say a word. Nope, I just stood there
Anyways, the boys did a great job sharing their hearts. I especially loved how they introduced themselves IDENTICALLY: “My name is _____. I live in downtown Atlanta. I love to play football. My favorite subject is math. I love spending time with Adam and Becca.” The banquet went really well, the kids taught the audience (all the big money makers remember) their camp cheers, including jumping around and criss-crossing your legs (which I still cant do right after 3 years of camp) .
Since this is getting ridiculously long (what else is new?) I will end by sharing the rest of our Sunday night after the banquet: We dropped 6 children off in various and sundry areas of Atlanta, went back and picked up Jayci, brought her home, put her back to bed, and literally crashed into our own beds. I mean does anyone else feel tired just reading this? And I don’t mean tired from boredom, although I realize that might also be true.