I'm glad to be home. LH, LD and the kitties welcomed me as I burst into our house with bags of G.A. papers and luggage. LD commented that "having a mom around is good" so I may have a few days free of the 14 year old EVIL EYE (or so I hope!).
I ran out of clothes at the G.A. because I assumed that B'ham had shopping opps near the convention center. No such luck. Cheese looked fresh and pretty everyday. I did not. I raced to wash clothes last night and in my excitement washed LD's wallet. His paper money is fresh and clean, so are his ruined saved receipts. Oh, well...
It's time to write my sermon. I've been a lazy gal this week so I'm hunkered in my study with my Bible, a newspaper and coffee. (I made the newspaper part up. I read the paper earlier but I was pretending to be Barth.)
Glad to be home,
St. Casserole
6 comments:
Don't worry. I've been home all week, and I don't have much in the way of a sermon either. I love picturing you there, newspaper or not.
Welcome home! We missed you!
Welcome home! Home is good. And, I don't have much of a sermon ready either, despite being home all week like Songbird...so at least we're all in good company.
Welcome home!
Y'all don't believe her! She's cute as a bug, no matter what. Meanwhile, I was having severe fashion anxiety every. single. day.
Barth ... and I washed TS's mp3 player (why can't they check pockets!!!)
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