Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day Weekend

On Saturday, we went to the Fun in the Sun festival in downtown St. Marys.  The girls had a great time on the bouncy houses and watching the Rotary Club duck race.  Our duck didn't win but we enjoyed the race anyway.  After spending a couple of hours downtown, it was time for our swim lessons.  This summer, the girls are taking private, one on one swim lessons.  They've each had two lessons and are already showing a lot of improvement!  I really want Mary Grace to be swimming with confidence by the end of the summer.
After church on Sunday, we hung the first of two fans that we bought for the front porch.  It turned into a rather big project so Stephen was just too pooped to do the second one after finishing the first.
We were able to get in a little over an hour at the pool this morning before the lightening started.  At least we got a raincheck and will get to go back again another day.
Here are some photos from the weekend.  The last one shows Mary Grace with her first "paycheck".  She picked up the mail for our neighbors all week and they paid her for her work.  I am so proud of how well she handled this task.  She remembered to get the mail everyday and found a special place in our house for it.  When the Blansetts returned from their vacation on Saturday, she took the mail over to their house.  It was a great opportunity for her to learn what a job is, why people have jobs, and what to do with her income.  She tithed in her Sunday school class and put the rest in her piggy bank.

Friday, May 28, 2010

A Little Place in the Sun

{Cue Martina McBride I Am So Blessed}

I got off work a little early yesterday so the girls and I went in search of a little sun.  Here's what we found:


A pre-Memorial Day quiet beach.



Crystal clear water.




Friendly creatures (including a doe and her fawn crossing the road on our way out).


Plenty of sand...


...and water ...


... all to ourselves.



Surely, this is Heaven.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Facebook

I am disabling my FB account this afternoon.  I've been considering doing this for awhile.  I find myself mindlessly clicking through pages of people who I knew 10 years ago and who I have no reason to have contact with anymore.  Do I really need to know that someone I haven't spoken with since high school is "home from work now" or "had a ham sandwich for lunch"?  It just seems like a lot of useless information.  And I get wrapped up in it so I feel as though I need to post similar useless information; too much information to share with 170 people! 
Plus, I am hearing more and more about how FB is sharing biographical information of its users with other applications.  It's all a little too Big Brother for me.
I am going to depend on this blog to update those of you who I really care to know what we are doing.  And there's e-mail and other friend's blogs to keep me up to date with my friends.  Surprisingly enough, I have many friends who are not on FB!  They don't seem to miss it.  So, I'm stepping back into the dark ages, I guess.  And I will no longer be informed of when a "friend" from years back is "sharing flowers from Farmville" or "had a great dinner last night".  I think I'll survive.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Justice Thomas

Stephen and I have the honor and privilege of meeting Justice Clarence Thomas tomorrow.  He is a Georgia native and will be attending a reception for Judge Lisa Godbey Wood, a federal judge in our Southern District here in South Georgia who was an attorney with Stephen's firm prior to becoming the US attorney for the Southern District and then a federal judge.  I am so excited that I don't know what to do.  I really am OVER. THE. MOON.  Go ahead, call me a dork or whatever.  And, no, it doesn't have so much to do with the fact that he is conservative.  I'm just so excited to meet a member of the highest Court in our land.  There is so much mystique associated with the judiciary in general and especially with the justices of Supreme Court.  They just don't seem to be people you might run into at WalMart or even in an airport somewhere.  And here we are, going to meet him in little ol' South Georgia!