Smithellaneous

In about an hour, the silence of the last thirty-six hours will be broken by the arrival of a certain Princess Groovy Chick and a certain King Groovy Dad.

Steve left yesterday at 5 am to pick Sarah up from Victory Junction Gang Camp and then, since it was fairly close to the camp, visited a young man from our church who is in an alcohol treatment program. Afterwards, he and Sarah drove another ninety minutes into Charlotte and spent the night with his mom and dad. This morning, Steve had breakfast with a young friend of ours who's going through some tough times and then he and Sarah hit the road for the 6-hour trip home.

Snowy and I have done a pretty good job of holding the fort in their absence. I declared both days to be Lazy Days and rented a couple DVD's and had pizza for dinner last night. (One of the DVD’s, Extraordinary Measures with Harrison Ford, was wonderful and especially poignant given Sarah's medical history. I cried several times during it and absolutely LOVED the ending--it made me laugh and cry.)

Today I didn't feel real great and have actually spent most of the day in bed asleep, which was kind of odd. In fact, it's almost 5 pm and I'm still in my pajamas. I've been a little chilly and then a little warm and a little bit "wobbly" feeling, so I might have caught a little bug somewhere along the way.

At any rate, Snowy and I have enjoyed our little respite from the busyness of life but are looking forward to welcoming our two wanderers back home. I'm actually pondering whether or not I should attempt to get up and make something stunning for dinner or just put on my most pitiful of pitiful faces and make Steve and Sarah fend for themselves. Or maybe I'll compromise and just heat up some leftovers.

No matter what ends up on the table, the fact that we'll be eating it together is what counts.

I'll leave you with a few pictures of Sarah from when I dropped her off at camp.

A cool wall mural.

The very colorful rooms in the Body Shop. (Medical clinic.) Each camper had to spend time with a nurse when they checked in.

The counselor who led Sarah to her cabin said that the rules stated that they had to bunny hop when they crossed a certain road.

I’m glad I was way too busy taking pictures to engage in Bunny Hoppy-ness.