The Barbies.

Let me be the first to say it here:  I LIKE BARBIE.  I liked Barbie when I was little.  I loved playing Barbies with Micah.  To me, there is nothing more fun than putting new outfits on Barbie or trying out new hairstyles.  

So when I tell you that I'm in Bible Study with the Barbies, that is in no way a derogatory remark.  I'm just saying the women in my Bible study are young, they're beautiful, and they can pray.

Last week I shared with them that I had been getting up once or twice a night to ice my knee since surgery and I was tired of it.  Would they pray that I would no longer need to ice my knee at night?

I shared my "Glory Story" today.  I have not iced my knee in the middle of the night since a week ago Tuesday.  Someone say, "Amen!"  

Busted. Literally.

Trying to stop the greedy people from eating the last brownie in the fridge BEFORE lunch on Sunday (who wants a fight, anyway?), I ate it.  And found something quite hard it in - like half a molar.

My dentist took a look at my tooth on Monday.  I'm getting a new crown.  But since I got a new knee first, the new crown SHOULD wait until the new knee is three months old to join the family.

Fortunately, my surgeon okayed an early arrival.  Unfortunately, my dentist can't do it until next Monday.  Fortunately, that's one day before my three month mark.  Double fortunately, my tooth doesn't hurt.

The Drive Home

Exhaustion did nothing for my drive home last night!  In fact, just through the round-a-bout, I was ready to change lanes and almost HIT a former Bible study leader of mine!  Oh, did she give me the stink-eye!  Then she realized it was me  and waved!

I sent her a text when I got home, apologizing for driving stupid after an eight-hour day on the course . . . opps!

Only at Sand Creek - on a Saturday!

It was a great start yesterday.  Our first zip was at eleven.  Tim and I took them through the course and walked back up to the hill . . . to a 75th birthday party that never made the calendar!

Bless Jenny and her crew - they were wonderful, but they needed a lot of help.  So I spent my lunch break putting harnesses and helmets on them, and then Duane and I took them zipping.  Remember, it was a 75th birthday party which mean we had a lot of ages and stages.  I became the "Uber Chick", driving one sweet lady at a time up the hill in the Bobcat. 

Our two o'clock fun included my neighbor's former junior high youth pastor.  When I heard her name, it clicked.  I looked at her and said, "I know who you are and what you do!"  Then I didn't say anything else.  It was priceless.  When I finally spilled the beans, we took a couple of selfies to send to the neighbors.  

At 3:15 p.m., we had a group of "unscheduled" people show up.  They had signed up to zip an hour before which meant they had not show up on our morning/staffing schedule.  It was tight, but Duane and I got them through, managed to do the high ropes group and arrive only seven minutes late for our 4:30 zip.

It turns out that it was mission's week at Al's church (Sand Creek is on his land) and with the four zippers, we had seven more missionaries zipping too!  Oh, we laughed and had fun, but we were beat.  We hadn't even finished lunch yet . . . 

We got back up the hill, only to discover the missionary from Paraguay had arrived late.  What do you do?  A two-zip which was the perfect compromise!

We were comatose, but everyone was happy!  

The Atlantic Ocean or the MIghty Mississippi . . .

If I'm swimming from Duluth through the Great Lakes to the Atlantic Ocean, I'm there!  In fact, I'm out there floundering in the ocean somewhere . . . If I'm swimming the Mississippi River from one end to the other, I've got 247.5 miles to go before I reach the Gulf of Mexico.  I completed 2100.5 miles on Thursday . . .

Only at Sand Creek - on a Friday!

Today, Tim and I had the superintendent of the McLeod County Schools and fourteen students on the low ropes, high ropes and zip line.  It was the first time these students had been together and it was so neat to see them arrive as strangers and leave as friends. 

Thankful Thursday!

When things throw me off, like an impaled object in the leg or a fish hook in the back, I need chocolate.  It calms me down.

After seven mice yesterday, I was so thankful to come home to a pan of freshly made chocolate chip caramel bars!  I was even more thankful to find some bars still in the fridge after two mice today!