golf, part 2
So, my first ever golf lesson was fun, if in fact fun means hot and unnatural. ha!
So, my first ever golf lesson was fun, if in fact fun means hot and unnatural. ha!
Last year when I came home from Indonesia I had a big hole in my heart, left there by a bunch of amazing kids. So when they approached me about teaching 2nd grade Sunday School each week, I didn't have to think about my decision very long.
So, like I mentioned in the last post ... my lack of blogging (and returning e-mails or twittering) is due to spending the weekends with a special someone and talking on the phone for hours on end every night. No time for sleeping, much less blogging.
(I've been a blogging ghost, I know ... here's a post that I've been meaning to put up for a while.)
"For this reason I bow my knees to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, from whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with might through His Spirit in the inner man, that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height — to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.
"Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen."
Ephesians 3:14-21
(there is a reason for my lack of blogging ... I promise. It will all come out here in time ... :) )
So ... I know I missed one week of the Ragamuffin Top Challenge because I was gone, and then this Sunday I was too jetlagged and busy to post anything. As you can see, I still haven't posted about my trip. It's coming. I think I'm just still processing ... and I've got a lot going on trying to get back into the swing of things. There's also something very exciting going on under the surface, but I'm not going to share it just yet. Suspense ... I love it! :)
I always hated, HATED lock-ins as a teenager. They usually made me sick in some sort of way and I was terribly grouchy and I usually couldn't make it through the night.
That is what I feel like right now - it's 3 a.m. where I just came from and I am sitting at work wanting desperately to crawl into my bed. The thought of food makes me nauseous (I have NO appetite) and I'm cold and shivery.
I so wanted to post pics last night, but time slipped away from me. Once I had finished checking my e-mails, doing laundry and returning phone calls it was 1:30 a.m.
Sooo ... maybe tomorrow, after I sleep some more. Yawn ...