We've had a fun and unusual weekend.
Our Associate Pastor's son, Jessie (who is also a friend of my boys), got married yesterday and we went to the wedding. Their families are a perfect blend for lots of fun! They know how to have a good time together. And we enjoy being around them. Kale was a groomsmen in the wedding and looked quite spiffy in his black and red tux. Of course, I made them pose for a shot or two...
Kale is pretty easy to get a picture of, but Tyler tends to get a bit testy with me when the camera comes out...
When we got home, the kids wanted to watch "Fool's Gold" so we settled in with some ice cream and turned on the surround sound and started getting into the movie when a severe thunderstorm hit. It was really windy! The power went out at about 10:30 or so and stayed out all night long.
We were all miserable trying to sleep with no air conditioner or fans and the windows open. I did alright until the rain stopped and the wind calmed... so around 4 AM, I woke Kayla up and asked her if she wanted to go for a drive.
So we jumped in the car and went to look at the storm damage and make a bathroom stop at the church (we have a well, so when the lights are out - we have no water). The power was out at the church, too, as a matter of fact, our whole little town was out of power all night... so we didn't even get to have church this morning.
It finally came on again at noon... only to go out again around 5 PM (no church tonight either!!)... and we just got it back around 8:30 this evening.
We are so spoiled. We feel so put out when our conveniences aren't available to us... but there are so many without them all the time! It makes me realize how blessed we really are ... and how much we take for granted. I'm also grateful for those men who work so hard to get our power going again in the middle of the night!
We're all powered up again and I'm trying to catch up on laundry now.
Speaking of laundry, does this sound familiar to any of you with grown kids at home??
Wednesday evening: Tyler starts his laundry. He has one load in the dryer and another load in the washer. He then leaves the house to run with the guys.
Thursday morning: His clothes are still in the dryer and wet in the washer, so I "neatly" lay the dry ones on his bed to fold (ha!) and decide to wash the load in the washer again because it sat all night. I then go out the door to work before getting the load in the dryer.
Tyler comes home that evening and washes the clothes a third time, thinking they've sat all night and all day, and leaves the house again.
Friday morning: I get up and see the SAME load in the washer, STILL, so I wash them a fourth time. Then Tyler wakes up and is about to wash them a FIFTH time before I tell him I'd just rewashed them a second time... then he tells me he washed them twice, too! Ugh!
No wonder I'm always out of laundry detergent!!
Can you imagine the loads of laundry my mom had with 11 children??