My Weekend

Thursday afternoon, my pastor called and told me that the classes I was taking next weekend were actually going to be this weekend; uh-oh.  I panicked a little, made a few quick phone calls, and got everything lined up so I could head to Fargo for the classes.  For those of you who don't know, I got a job at my church as the worship and music coordinator.  I was excited before last weekend about the job (although I didn't exactly know what the whole job would entail for me), and after going to the classes, I am even more excited than I was before.  These classes I need to take are specifically for people who want to enhance worship through music.  It's wonderful!  By the end of 2 years (10 weekend classes), I"ll be certified and could do it other places, too.  I was given so many wonderful resources and ideas to use for church, and I can't wait to share them with my pastor tomorrow when we meet.

For church today, we had the Woodpicks come and play.  It was our harvest festival; they did a wonderful job.  Adina danced on and off the whole service in the pew;  Clarence ended up being a little naughty towards the end of church (for example, while we were praying, he went down our pew and spanked my dad, my mom, my brother, and me....then I had to hold him the rest of the service), but he was good most of the time, I guess.  A potluck followed the service; I just love potlucks! Lots of delicious food and fellowship.

Adina fell asleep on the way home from church, so she wasn't hard to lay down, but when we got in the house, Clarence decided he needed to move his bales (little round chunks of a tree limb - about 35 of them) once.  I told him one time; I came back in the room, he had them loaded on the trailer again;  I said he had to get them stacked and then we needed to get to bed; so, he stacked them on the outside of his big red barn.  I came back in and said he'd done a great job. The next time I turned around, he told me he had to move them again because the cows in his barn got out and messed the haybales up.  One more time, Clarence moved the bales; by the time he finished that, he stood up and said, "done, Mom."  (Oh, the life of a working man! Work always comes before rest!)

Now the kids are napping, and I am allowed a few moments to myself. :)  It's pure bliss.

When the kids wake up, we're heading out to cut wood.  Matt keeps trying to think of other things we can do this afternoon besides cut wood, but last year we survived from pickup load to pickup load (meaning we'd throw a pickup load into the basement, use it up and go cut another load when we had the last logs in the stove)....I didn't like that much, and I'm hoping we can get off to a better start this year.  Plus, it's good exercise, and I can always use a little exercise!

Hope you have a wonderful Sunday!  I have some fencing pictures of the kids I'm going to post tonight, so check back tomorrow morning!