Saturday night I spent 4 hours sitting around a camp fire...I love camp fires.
We roasted marshmallows and hot dogs, and drank punch from a paint can. (Don't ask. I didn't.)
We were running out of wood and so we called Rodger and said, "Bring logs...and pickles." (Because I really wanted to eat pickles.)
My friend's brother, who I had only met once before, got up and headed off to the trailer. When he came back he brought with him a jar of pickles.
He and I ate the entire jar.
When I got home Becca said, "You stink."
Four hours of camp fire sitting = a cold, but it was well worth it.
Earlier in the day I was cleaning our back patio - getting it ready for winter. I was sporting a hat and some grubby jeans and a sweatshirt. I stopped at my mom's house for something and was greeted by my delightful niece Gabi. She's 4.
She looked me up and down and said, "Noelle, tomorrow when you come to Grandma's house you will look pretty right?" And then she told me just what to wear to guarantee said prettiness.
Every six months our church has a conference that is televised, where we are taught by our leaders. This weekend was that conference. I feel renewed and spiritually fed.
It was a good weekend.
What did you do?