Tie Um Foreign Nope Host

It's been a while -- the "Hope You Have a Nice Summer" stayed #1 on my chart for a little too long. I haven't been back to Curves lately -- my goal is to get in there multiple times next week (hoping, hoping) -- but I've kind of settled into a mad gab title routine so I thought of my own. This one came to me as I was loading the dishwasher so I'll be curious to see if it makes sense to anyone else.

You know, I need to figure out an "undo" button for blogger. I just lost the paragraph I was working on because I hit a wrong button. It was sheer poetry of course and can never be duplicated. I am now remembering why I have thought before that writing my post in a word document and then copying it into blogger might be prudent. Hmmm...

As I was saying before I was so rudely erased, February has been an eventful month here with much to write about. Unfortunately, I have had little time or energy left to write about it. I have several posts brewing, one even rather contemplative, but for today I will settle for a few pictures and an overview.

February 18 - 22, Scott and I celebrated our 20th Anniversary with a four-night Baja Cruise*. Although we celebrated 11 months late* (our actual anniversary is March 28th), it was worth the wait. We left our three teens at home* and prayed hard! The week before our cruise, I was consumed by making plans for our darlings in our absence. During the cruise,whenever we were in an American port, many texts* and pictures were sent back in forth via my cell phone. I felt like a teen walking along the decks, texting away. (No one told me I looked like a teen, I just felt like one.)

More than once I was praising God to be living in the digital age of photography as my overwhelming desire to capture everything led me to take way too many pictures. Realizing this was, after all, our 20th anniversary celebration, I made a point of handing off our camera several times to get pictures of us together. This one is from Catalina Island -- in spite of my crazy hair it is one of my favorites.

We returned home late Friday afternoon, pleased to find the house still standing. It was even relatively clean, or at least not too much messier than usual. Apparently Johnny had arrived home Friday afternoon and hurriedly cleaned-up as much of his accumulated mess as he could before rushing off to tennis practice. (Michelle had been sending me pictures of his unwashed dishes and take-out boxes with "Make him clean-up!" messages.)

One of the odd parts about returning home was the dizziness* I experienced for more than a week after stepping off the boat. Although I never felt sea sick, I have felt like my world is rocking, especially as I sit at my swivel computer chair, for days now. This made some of the tasks I had waiting for me* even more interesting.

So, anyone want to take a stab at: Tie um foreign nope host?










*Potential subjects for future posts