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The second day of our Wild Anniversary Adventure (which is more exciting-sounding than 30th Anniversary Getaway) was spent in Edenton, NC, which has been voted the South’s Prettiest Town.
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The second day of our Wild Anniversary Adventure (which is more exciting-sounding than 30th Anniversary Getaway) was spent in Edenton, NC, which has been voted the South’s Prettiest Town.
Five months ago, Steve and I celebrated thirty years of marriage. Our plan was to get away for a few days to celebrate, but busy pastoral schedules aren’t always the easiest things to arrange to accommodate getaways. But finally, we have made it happen. We are away. We are gone. We are celebrating!
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I’m a person who loves to take people pictures. And people who take people pictures need people to take people pictures of!
Since Steve and Snowy don’t hold still long enough most of the time for people (and canine) pictures to be taken, Sarah is my Go To Gal. She is a good sport and keeps the eyerolls to a minimum, even when I drag out my camera for the umpteenth time of the day.
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A week before Easter, we attended a special Easter performance at a local school auditorium.
Why was it so special? Well, one for thing, it featured a 70-voice choir and a 20-piece orchestra which is rather impressive for a small town.
But the other (even more important) reason it was special was because there were twelve different religious denominations represented in that group. Twelve!
I tend to come up with a lot of excuses as to why I can’t do certain physical things, i.e., I have COPD, I’m too old, I’m too inflexible, I’m too weak, I’m too flabby. The list goes on.
However, this morning I ran across a 5-minute video and two things happened: 1) I was inspired beyond words 2) my excuses shriveled up right in front of my very eyes.
(My favorite part comes at minute 3:55. Just wow.)
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Never, Ever Give Up. Arthur’s Inspirational Transformation! – YouTube.
Today we continue the Snowy Goes To College Series which I originally posted on Smithellaneous Classic over two years ago. I love this whole series so much I just had feature it again. My only regret is that my photo skills were not quite as good back then so the pictures are a bit wobbly. But it’s still fun to follow the story.
Edited to Add: I also opted for a different commenting system to go into effect at the same time as the blog update. It will help facilitate conversation better and you can sort the comments according to the way you want. You can also very easily post a picture–of your grand baby, your fur baby or your vacation! I think you’ll love it! (I do realize the font in the comment area is a bit hard to read–I’m working on getting that fixed.)
Back to the earlier post . . .
I had a bit of an update done to the blog as you have probably noticed by now. It will take me just a day or two to find my way around and figure a few things out, but so far I’m loving the new, fresh look.
I’m leaving in just a moment to take Sarah to her job. Yes, you read that right. My little girl has somehow grown old enough to run the cash register at a restaurant gift store about 20 minutes away. Tonight she will be in training and tomorrow night she will be on her own.
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It was quite interesting to read the many comments you all left on my recent colonoscopy post. They just reminded me once more what I love about the Smithellaneous community: you all are ready to jump right in there and share your stories and your experiences regardless of the subject!
I know that some of you may wonder though, why I am choosing to talk about a private-ish sort of procedure like a colonoscopy on such a public-ish sort of forum like Smithellaneous.
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I was planning on writing something profound, witty, and fabulous today but it appears that my brain is still hung over from yesterday’s Wondrous Colonoscopy Experience and its accompanying Foray into The Lovely Land of Anesthesia.
Even though I slept most of yesterday after my return from the hospital, I still feel semi-discombobulated today. Maybe all that horrific prep liquid I had to drink on Monday night did permanent drain bamage. I mean, brain damage.
I wanted to get this post up tonight since I won’t have a chance tomorrow; I’m leaving at 6 am for an out-of-town trip to head up a meeting for women ministers and pastor’s wives in our part of the state. Fortunately, I like long, solitary trips. I just don’t like leaving quite that early!
I’m still waiting on Easter drama photos to be edited and turned in (our photographer took 1400 of them!), but for tonight, I have a video of the song that closed out the drama. (It shows Jesus being resurrected at the end of it.)
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As a rule, I am not a bug loving woman. I am not extremely fearful of them; I just don’t like ‘em.
And so in order to quantify my dislike of those particular creatures, I have created for myself a finely tuned, diligently researched Bug Rating System. It basically states: Bugs that fly are not as scary as bugs that crawl. (And yes I realize that scientifically speaking, the word bugs doesn’t accurately cover the whole spectrum of flying/crawling creatures, but work with me here.)
I recently got a letter saying I was due for a mammogram. I was a bit puzzled since my mammogrammable parts have been somewhat diminished since my last appointment of that nature. But I am nothing if not an obedient patient so I trudged (obediently) into the Breast Imaging Center and started to fill out one of those ever-present, eternally long forms that doctors and their staff members spend hours concocting so that they can garner already submitted, duplicated information to deposit into their files.