Trey is finishing his episode of Swords, Life on the Line, so I thought I'd take a minute to give you a quick update and, perhaps, a little nugget of advice for your smallish humans. If the fact that we're spending a perfectly good Monday night watching a show about sword fishing makes you think we don't have the most riveting social life, well, I'd go ahead and run with that thought.
First of all, thank you so much for all your prayers for the family I wrote about in my last week. Their grandmother and aunt arrived Thursday night-ish and the kids say they feel better now that other adults are at the house. Hannah and I are hoping to sit down with them this week to see how we can help. Although taking the children and running to a country with non-extradition policies sounds inviting, we know it's not how the Lord would have us come alongside this family. What that will look like, we're very unsure, but it's certainly something we covet your prayers about.
Next, our A.C. is back on and thanks to my new BFF at Republic Heating and Air, I'm considerably less grumpy. It would appear that our A.C. is dying a slow, painful death but like a dog on a bone, we're bound and determined to wring every last bit of cool from it before we shell out several thousand dollars to replace it.
And now for the moment you've all been waiting for...
A little advice for the youth in your homes...
If you'll step aside and allow them to sit at the computer, I'd like to have a brief word with them and hopefully, give them a little nugget of wisdom to help in their journey through life. Don't really step aside. I'm kidding.
Sweet child, I know I sometimes like to throw out comments that sound hip and cool but I don't really know or understanding the meaning. For example; once I told Dea that Mr. Trey and I were going to go out on a date and, trying to be funny, I said after dinner we might, "Hit da club and get our freak on."
It did not mean what I thinked it meaned.
My point being, sometimes, in our youth (or our middle-ageth), we say things and don't really think about how they might actually sound once outside our brains and into the vast abyss where there is no rewind.
So here's my advice for you...
If you are standing in front of a woman who is introducing you to her friend, do not under ANY circumstances ask if the woman (even if she is 38 and kind of haggard-looking), "Are you her granny?" and by "her" you mean the friend. - ESPECIALLY if the friend is, albeit beautiful, a 31 year old woman herself).
Thank you for your cooperation.