"Can I have a sleepover?"
I don't even have kids, but the thought makes me cringe. I remember being in 3rd and 4th grade going over to a friends' house with a group of 5-6 other girls. Usually our nights consisted of loud raucous laughter and practically zero sleep with various activities in between.
While I'm not particularly looking forward to chaperoning my future children's sleepovers, it's still fun to be the one having the sleepover.
On Friday I went back to my hometown. Dad was having surgery that morning to fix the herniated discs in his neck that were causing him a lot of pain. While Dad recovers from surgery, my brother, Casey, will be helping out with a lot of the chores. Friday night, Casey was going to be bach-ing it. His wife had planned to take their two girls to visit one of her best friends for the evening. So since Casey was going to be by himself, and because he would be coming up to Mom and Dad's to help with chores the next morning anyway, Annie and I told him he should just have a sleepover with us. Mom was going to stay the night with Dad at the hospital, so it would just be us kids.
After we left the hospital Katie came over and brought her two kids and we all watched a movie together. Then Katie and the kids went home and Casey, Annie, and I stayed up until 2 a.m. chatting and listening to music videos. The entire evening was a blast! I feel sorry for any person who doesn't have a close relationship with their siblings - they make the best friends in the world! :)
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| Mom, Dad and their kiddos at the hospital |
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| Watching a movie on Friday night |
Dad came home the next day, and we were all relieved to see how much the surgery had helped. The pain in his back, neck and arms was gone. Now we'll just have to figure out how to keep him from trying to do too much too fast. Poor Mom is going to have her hands full. I think the doctor should have prescribed some sedatives she could give him when he starts getting restless. :) Dad is definitely not one to sit idle and the doctor said he shouldn't lift anything heavier than a full milk jug for the next 4-6 weeks. The day after his surgery Casey already had to get after him for trying to lift something too heavy. Casey told him, I think that's more than 10 lbs, to which Dad responded "9 and a half." Stubborn old fart.
On Thursday I'll be flying out of Denver with my mother-in-law and some friends to go to Nashville to run. I'm getting really excited. I just hope I can beat last year's time. I'm also excited to be done training in bad conditions. The weather has seemed rather tough to run in this spring. We've had a lot of cold and windy days. Personally I hate running against a strong wind. Several times when I've had to go longs distances, I've run with the wind to my back and had Taylor come pick me up when I got done. Today I wasn't so lucky. The weather started out nice, and I had to do 8 miles, but by the time I went to run a strong north wind had picked up. I don't know for sure but I'm guessing we had a sustained wind of 30 mph with stronger gusts. I felt like most of my energy was spent trying to keep from blowing sideways. Also, it's been so dry here that any wind seems to pick up a lot of dirt. At one point, while running past a bare field, the dirt was blowing so much that I couldn't see anything in front of me, and I had to run with my eyes closed. By the time I got home I was completely dirt covered and taking a shower was my first priority. Oh well, at least running in conditions like that should make Nashville seem like a cake walk.
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| The dirt especially collected in my shoes and in the crevices of my arms. |
Western Kansas Fact: Weeds can be a blessing (as long as they're not in a field). With the drought we've been having, weeds seem to be the only thing that will grow (and even they are having trouble). But anything that helps hold the dirt down is a good thing. However they cannot be tolerated in a field because they will rob moisture from the crops.
At dawn on the first day Mary Magdalene and another woman named Mary went to look at the the tomb. Matthew 28:1
I got a new perspective for this Scripture the other day. The lesson talked about these women's devotion to Christ. Even after they had seen Him die, they continued to devote themselves to Him and serve Him. They served even though they felt as though their hopes had been dashed. This gives me a new standard to aim for. I pray my devotion to Christ may be as strong as theirs. Strong enough to endure even when hope seems like a distant dream.
Hope you all have a wonderful week!
Lyndee
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