After getting my oldest daughter off to school, I worked on the laundry a little. It seems to be on a conveyer belt that is never ending. After a little of that, my youngest daughter and I headed off to the local Kroger.
This was not a regular grocery shopping trip. Today, we had to buy stuff for the monthly United Methodist Men's meeting/dinner that was held tonight. We got sweet and unsweet tea, rolls, "tater" salad, a chocolate pudding cake, and a Louisiana Crunch pudding cake. This is dangerous for me. I wanted to snatch the cover off and bury my face in the cake right there in the bakery section of Kroger. I would have gladly walked out of that store with icing dripping from my nose and chin. I guess that will have to wait until after our National APC benchpress competition coming up next weekend. I will very much enjoy what ever I want to eat after we have completed the weigh-in for the competition.
Side note: remember to send up some prayers that our competition goes well in Illinois. You could always go to www.strongerthanhunger.com and make a pledge. Monies collected go to the Southeast Gwinnett Cooperative Ministry.
After shopping, we were off to the church to put our goods in the refrigerator at the church. I wanted to get it done early because I knew there wouldn't be enough time later in the afternoon.
Back home we go to have a little early lunch. My daughter had to be at the sitter's house by 12:45 so I could attend a 1:00 meeting back at the church. Thank you Susan, for being my last minute babysitting savior. I don't know what I would do without friends like you!
This meeting ran a little over one and a half hours. I wrapped up the meeting and ran to pick up my daughter. On our 5 minute drive home, she fell asleep in the car. A nap is a good thing for her. Just as I laid her on the couch after arriving home, her Mimi and Grandpwapaw show up and ring the door bell. I had told them to be here at 3:30 after they agreed yesterday to babysit the girls so I could attend a 4:00 meeting at the church. In their typical fashion, they were at least 30 minutes early. Luckily, my daughter slept until her sister got home from school. It was about 45 minutes: a short nap, it's usually longer.
So, my oldest daughter gets off the bus and it is a mad dash for me to get back to the church for my 4:00 meeting. Luckily, we held this meeting to just a few minutes over an hour. Here I go, back home to pick up the girls and run pick up the chicken trays at Walmart for the UMM meeting. Yes, more food. It's not dinner for men unless there is meat involved. The "Wing Ding Chicken Thing" included a variety of chicken items for the men to munch on.
The grandparents agreed to stay with the girls while I went to pick up the trays at Walmart. It was a GREAT thing because a storm had blown in and I got soaked from the heavy sideways blowing rain returning to my car and loading the trays in the back. I was walking – no, wading – through two inches of water in my slightly raised sandal pump shoes. I don't even want to think of how this would have gone having the girls with me. Thank you Mimi and Grandpawpaw!
Now, on my way back to the church to deliver the trays to my husband who leads the UMM meetings. Luckily, the rain had slowed down to a light rain so I could get the trays inside. So, now I can go back home and relieve the grandparents from babysitting.
After saying goodbye to the grandparents, we fixed a quick dinner for us girls since dad was at the meeting. We finished dinner and sat down on the couch together to finish watching the movie, Peter Pan, that my youngest had been watching earlier. The cable was temporarily out so finishing the movie was the only option I offered besides going to bed early. The movie ended right at 8:00. Bedtime! Jammers, teeth brushing, night-night prayers. All done and girls in bed.
Now, can I relax? I decided to right down my days events and thoughts so I grabbed the computer and stared typing. I never know how it will end up.
Here I am, after four trips to the church, two trips to the store, getting two girls fed and in bed, and a husband gone for the UMM meeting, I sit here on the couch all by myself wishing he were here to snuggle with me. He should be home in just a few minutes and I can't wait because I love it when he walks through the door.
