Hutto Days was basically a collection of local vendors/retailers/hopefuls? with booths selling their stuff. I entered a raffle, because that's what you do. Wasn't there for the drawing, because that's what I do. The kids nickel and dimed me for some mediocre entertainment. Oh, alright. The pony ride was pretty cool. Even cooler still was how they all thought they were cowboys riding the range. in a circle. at the old mill house.
So, Pandora sent me an e-mail saying that I am approaching my free listening limit. Wha? I don't know if I'm more shocked that they have a limit, or that I have approached the 40 hour mark.
I have clinical tomorrow and I can't tell you that I am looking forward to it. Yes, yes... Nilam and I enjoy one another's company as we walk figure eights on the mother baby unit, but 13 hours of clinical is bringing me down. WAY down.
Anyhoo, you night owls look up at the sky late tonight if you get the chance. Awesomeness is in store for us in the form of a meteor shower. I love getting a glimpse of God's amazing works. and while we're on the subject, let's pray Sebastian found someone to pick up the kids from school tomorrow...
**I'll try and get some pics of the hutto days loaded later. right now, my priority is loading up the kids' backpacks & lunches**


1 comment:
Hey Becs, glad to know we are the "poster seniors" for you. :) That was actually very sweet. Thanks.
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