
Authentic cowboy, just don't look at the clothes.
One happy family! (Of course my arm is sticking out, not that the man taking the picture centered at all anyway.)
Haha...
And here I just goit done plundering a neighboring Indian village, cause you know, I'm an authentic cowboy.
Here you can kind of see the set. In the background you can see the horse and buggy, real by the way.
BUT the fun was just starting. After the play we went to Mike's work so that he could finish up on something. However when we got back in the car and tried to start it, it wouldn't turn on (Mike diagnosed the problem as something to do with the gas pump, which turned out to be true). But before he figured out the problem we were sitting there, Mike was trying to start the car, and Margo and I started singing "I've been working on the railroad." (Well it was really Margo singing.)
The play didn't get over with until about 11. We didn't get to Mike's work until about 11:30. WE didn't get home until, I think it may have been 1. Margo called her neighbor and had her stay with the sleeping boys while her mom came and picked us up. At one point I said that things were exciting, I only have meant it, but then again I have never been stranded somewhere before either.
Sunday
Sunday morning I was surprizingly awake, and even got to Sunday school on time.
After Church Ritta's mom, who also paid for the Oklahoma tickets, brought us out to lunch at an authentic Maexican resaurant. It was really good, everyone really enjoyed it.
When we got home, you guessed it, I went back to reading HP. I stopped when it was time to go to youth though, so it's all good.
At youth we played a water volley ball game, similar to the one we play in youth, except you split up into pairs. At one point we started just throwing the balloons at people, I don't know why, but some guys targeted this one kid. I went along and did it, but only because i was aiming for the person next to him and could blame the throw on bad aim. However I hit the kid that everyone else was targeting... right in the balls. Morter attack to the balls is got to hurt, and it wasn't even the first time that night that it happened.
After the official youth a group of the youth got together and went to a park and started worshiping God through singing. There were only nine, I think, of us who got there to start with, but were soon joined by three more adults. It was the first time they did this, but it was really awesome and meaningful. They/we are now going to try and start doing it on a regular basis.
Monday
Nothing much happened yesterday, besides the usual, but I did finish HP in the wee hours. 12:10 maybe. Margo and I also made this really good Rookie Road bar dessert... yea it was good.
Today and Tomorrow
Today at 12, in a couple hours, the rest of the youth and I are setting out to go to Kansas City, Missouri. Tonight around 7 we are going to a Yankee's and Royal's game and spending the night in a hotel. And then tomorrow going to an amuesment park and getting home around midnight. I can't wait, it should be loads-o-fun!
more to come...
2 comments:
you look good as a cow! hahaha
andrew the cow.. interesting. hey, did you hear about the bridge collapse in minnesota (i think thats where it was). it looks really bad. jay and lillian are here. we had a HUGE lightening and thunder storm last night, it kept me awake for a while. the trip was good, sounds like you had a fun time too on your trip. tell mike and margo that my family says hi, and that they have to visit and see samuel sometime.
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