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Catching up and checking in

Hey everybody!

It seems like it has been a while since I was here. It isn't that I've been busy, I just haven't done much that is blog worthy.

Saturday was Samuel's 11th birthday. We had been given free tickets to Magic Springs so we drove over to Hot Springs to spend the day riding rides.
It turns out Silver Dollar City has spoiled me. Magic Springs seemed dirty, un-friendly and un-kept. It is only open for a couple of weekends before it closes until spring. I guess they were understaffed. The lines were so long!! We had to wait an hour and a half to ride ONE ride! The free drinks were nice, although they were Pepsi products. I drank Dr. Pepper. Even when it is free I still can't bring myself to drink a Pepsi.
I think they call that an addiction. An addiction to Coca-Cola.
So anyway, we rode rides, ate corndogs and went home. On our way home we stopped at an all-you-can-eat buffet that is SOOO good. Ribs, catfish, chicken, gumbo, veggies, salad, desserts. Oh my goodness, it was good. So glad we remembered Dorey's would be on the way home from Hot Springs!
Sunday night at business meeting the church gave Stephen a token of their appreciation. I was so touched. What a nice gesture and show of love from a church to its Pastor. Thank you FBC, you are a sweet people.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were pretty much normal. School, laundry, school, laundry.
So now you are caught up. I'm sure you are relieved to know all of our goings on. HA!
Enjoy this evening. Good luck watching tv tonight with the debate on. I'm planning on turning in early!

Julie

Comments

Sisters said…
you are an addict, fo'sho!
AJL
hsmomma said…
I'm with you on the Pepsi/Coke debate--I HATE Pepsi!!!

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