Katriel was asked to do the speaking part in our Christmas Cantata. We met up with Pastor Phil for some practice.
Month: November 2022
Tropical Treasures
Tab was able to catch up with her AHG squad today, for a rare non-Thursday activity that fit her schedule. They packed bags for inmates for Christmas. They met up at Tropical Grille for the assembly.
Ironically, my friend Anna works for the local Baptist Association that collects them before they head downstate for distribution. These girls packed up as many as some entire churches are able to assemble.
Post Thanksgiving good things
I worked again last night. And then slept in the morning.
The kids had a LOT gong on… And so did we.
John drove Johanna to join her AHG friends ringing bells. Technically it is not an AHG event because it includes fund raising.
Meanwhile, I got myself awake, and around, and we walked down to Anna and Condy’s to watch THE BIG GAME!
What is THE BIG GAME?
OHHHHH – How could we never had known about THE BIG GAME?!
It was the annual, Saturday after Thanksgiving football game between the University of South Carolina Gamecocks (the underdogs) and the Clemson Tigers (the favorites).
And the Gamecocks won! As people who don’t really know anything about either, we were strongly encouraged by Anna and her kids to root for the Gamecocks. It was very exciting, and the Richardson’s had a feast.
We headed home for a while, and then later they joined us for dinner at our house (originally we’d all imagined the game would have been at dinner time).
Oh – and here are our trees for the year.
The theme of the year was, “Um. Yeah. Let’s get some decorations on the trees.”
Katriel and Nigel were big helpers this year.
Thankful every day
I worked my first independent shift last night. It was a hoot, let me tell you.
First, when I got there at 7PM I was told they’d tried to call me at 5PM to tell me I was not needed. I was also told it would be exceptionally unlikely that I would be called back in to work. In fact, I was the seventh in line to be called back in.
Imagine my surprise at 10PM when they called and asked me to be there by midnight.
I’m not really laughing.
But it was a decent night, and I had an extremely lovely patient whom I prayed with. She said I was there for a reason, and I’d have to agree.
I came home with donuts for my crew, and I slinked off to bed for a few hours.
After I got up around 12:30PM, dinner prep was well underway. We worked on some finishing pieces and around 4:15PM we sat down to our feast.
Stewart is in NY with Noelle. Nan is in NY now. The Hoyt’s are in NY.
But we were here, in our home, thankful for what we have.
Oh the places she’ll go (Johanna AHG adventures)
I don’t know the exact order of these photos.
I was not there.
Johanna and two of her squad-mates had the blessing to do overnight camping in November.
They first hiked in to their site carrying a portion of their gear. Claire’s dad drove in the remainder.
Once they arrived, they assembled their sleeping quarters (I hesitate to call it a “tent”) and made their dinners.
They were not allowed to sleep in the lean-to structures, but they could sit there a little.
This is what the three girls constructed and slept in.
FOR REAL!
Mrs. Tammy and Mr. and Mrs. Owings had actual tents.
These are adventures Johanna would never had had if we didn’t make this crazy move. I am so happy for my little adventurer.
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas
A little Jack Skellington for Marie
Literally – it’s a little Jack Skellington.
Marie started to make him while we were up in NY. Some heavy duty wire, some floral wire, and some special clay.
She’s worked patiently at it, and hit a few learning curves with paint, etc.
Most good projects hit some snags and require some re-doing…
I don’t understand the movie at all, but this is quite the dashing fellow.
It must be a holiday…
“No one else can bring my praise, but me.”
“You knew me, before I was born;
You made me, special in Your eyes.”
Did her solo make me tear up?
Dayspring Disciples: Dear Ducky, (dayspringdisciples122.blogspot.com)
I am so grateful for Fountain Inn First Baptist Church. It seems astonishing that something we’ve only known for 14 months could feel so familiar and comfortable.