I'm booked on Wednesday

Yaaaaaaawwwwwwnnnnnnn.

I am a tad bit weary.

I landed back in NC Sunday night after a wonderful, sweet, fulfilling, crazy time in Houston for the Siesta Scripture Memory Team Celebration with Beth Moore.  I'm going to share more about it when I can figure out how I want to do so.  There was just so much that took place in 3 days.  God spoke to me in ways that nearly knocked me off my feet.  And, I know that I'm the only one that will really get that in print.  So, I'm not sure how to post about it.  If I wrote about it right now, I would say something like ... "I went to Houston.  It was nice.  I came home".

Stay tuned.

I knew life would be crazy once I got home.  I was trying to pack Thursday (with a violent stomach virus - yes, I almost died - except not really) when I skimmed an email from the girls' school saying this week would be Spirit Week.

As in no uniforms and a different 'costume' all week.

And, then I did die.

I scribbled down some instructions for Eric to round up some things for atleast Monday and today.  Today was posing a problem for Olivia (Literary Character Day) because she wanted to be Nutmeg (the mouse from Tumtum & Nutmeg).

Olivia's Mom can't sew.

Nutmeg is her favorite.  I hinted to her yesterday that Mary Ingalls was really her favorite, and because God loves me, Olivia decided that was true.

When Emma asked her why not Laura Ingalls, Olivia rolled her eyes and said "Hello! Blonde hair".

Exactly.

So far, it's all working out and the girls are happy with their outfits when leaving for school.  What a relief to me since I haven't had any time to be creative.

We started Bible Study last night (Believing God) and as if the first day of a new study isn't crazy enough for me, my van broke down. 

I didn't let it get me down, though.  It is what it is.  And, truthfully, what I want more than planned-out costumes and a van that runs is some sleep.

I've scheduled that for tomorrow.

Wednesday, the sofa and I will be best friends.

Can hardly wait.