There was stripping.
Wallpaper, that is. At our church.
Followed by scrubbing.
And painting. (And aching. Just sayin'.)
You can understand why there was no time for blogging. It was a push to get it all done and back in order in time for church on Sunday morning!
And this time, I totally understand not wanting to watch.
It. Was. Ugly. Our poor Boilers. Bless their hearts.
With his stretchy bands from physical therapy.
Ice Age: Continental Drift.
Super Bowling. Quietly, at home, feeling most sympathy for the mother of the Coaches Harbaugh.
And, of course, commercial watching.
My favorite, "So God made a farmer."
And today, book clubbing.
Our last two books:
Following Atticus, a great read about a man and his dog and their adventures climbing the White Mountains of New Hampshire.
And The Girl's Still Got It, an in depth study of the book of Ruth.
For my friend Ruthann, traveling to MD Anderson in Houston to meet with doctors to plan a course of cancer fighting treatment.
Let your roots grow down into him, and let your lives be built on him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught and you will overflow with thankfulness.
Colossians 2:7 (NLT)