death of a sandal..............

The Birthday Boy's Grandpa took boat loads of kids out fishing.........
Birthday Boy showed each gift to his dad as he opened them - it was cute.

Kids at cow lake birthday party......

Moonbeam falls asleep with a friend - she is a teacher at the local school who is leaving. She will be missed.

I stopped by a friend's wedding reception. I'm so happy for her...........


Boy oh boy has it been a busy weekend and beyond! Saturday I worked a 12-hour shift and then stopped by a friends wedding reception. Sunday was church and a big birthday party bash at a local lake. Monday we had dinner at Mist and Fiery's place. Tuesday was our girls day at the lake followed by a 12-hour night shift. Just writing it all is taxing on ones brain.....

I still haven't figured out why I pace myself like this but if you have any ideas let me know :-)

Sunday was a beautiful day at a near by lake. The boys were invited to a birthday party and I thought it would be fun for us all to go. The family has 5 grown girls (the oldest girl's son was having the party). The grown sisters are loud, expressive and fun. They remind me a little of my own family. It was a sultry 80 degree afternoon. I enjoyed lounging around the lake and getting a good swim in. There were a lot of people I knew to visit with while the kids played. Earlier that morning i had just drove everybody nuts making this big stink about not finding my sandals. At the last minute before it was time to leave i found them. Well anyway, as I was saying, I was standing around visiting. I had finally dried off from the long swim and was finally warm and relaxed. Suddenly somebody says to a kid "stop panicking and swim". I look out and this little kid is way over his head. His inner tube is floating in the other direction and he has a look of sheer panic. He is starting to bob up and down. I ran out there and grabbed him. He was almost over my head and I was sinking in muck as I reached him. I held him up high as I could and carried him out of the water. I set him on the ground and went back to intercept his inner tube. Suddenly my sandal is sucked into the mud never to be heard from again....... I had to go barefoot the rest of the day.

I was a little bit embarrassed about the attention. I offered to pay kids to find my sandal, but it was buried too deep to be found. Of course, the day wouldn't be complete without me making some social foe pas, which I did. I won't even bother to elaborate on them because I don't want to remind myself - lol. I also looked rather strange walking around gingerly in bare feet. Otherwise it went pretty good. Mainly I enjoyed being around the water with friends I don't normally get to see. Some where in a dark, watery grave, my sandal rests in peace. Please allow a moment of silence, perhaps share a warm word in its behalf........