I didn't even 'Fess Up last Friday, just to see what would happen.
And guess what~ nothing did!
I took the day off and felt rebellious and sneaky like I was skipping a test, and I think it was a good thing. I enjoy 'fessing up much more when it comes naturally, and after two weeks, I've been marinating in ridiculousness. This Friday I'll be here with bells on.
2. Last week was busy to say the least. Jarrod and I went to Portland Monday through Wednesday, we hosted our new small group on Thursday night (small group=Bible study with folks from church), I don't remember Friday, and then Saturday... Saturday was the big day my fellas have been waiting for.
Greyson has been asking to take a train ride since he was three years old.
He's now seven.
Better late than never, yes?
There is a little town about two hours away that does a short 90-minute autumn train ride through the mountains, over a bridge, and through a tunnel. The whole train experience condensed into a kid-friendly time slot.
I'm not gonna lie... it quickly lost it's novelty for me, but the boys were happy and we had a great day~ even when Jarrod got pulled over for speeding on the way home. He totally deserved a ticket, but he didn't get one. Thank you, Officer.
3. Today I got not one, but TWO, kids down for a nap at the same time.
Please, hold your applause.
Almost as soon as they fell asleep, I had to wake them up to go get their brothers from school.
Super. Duper. Lame.
4. Last weekend, my boys got invited to a 'crazy hat' birthday party. How fun is that for a party theme? It was all the fun of a costume party without a lot of trouble. I hope to do a post about it next week some time.
6. We are kicking around the idea of selling our house, which is freaking me out.
7. Just started listening to this on tape. It's only been 30 minutes and I'm already convicted, challenged, and inspired. The man fasted and prayed for a month in the hopes that God would give him a Bible. I have four of them sitting on my coffee table in front of me, and I am ashamed.
8. My first trip to Ikea was everything I hoped it would be: Disneyland for homemakers.
Oh, Expedit System, how I covet thee.
Duvet covers for like twenty bucks!
I. want. this. hutch.
All things considered, I was very responsible: I only bought six bowls and a cheese grater. And I left feeling happy because Jarrod let me look at every single thing and only said once or twice that it was like being trapped in a rat maze and that he was hating every second of it.
What a guy.
9. When we were in Portland, we tried out several apps to help us find some good eats~ especially since the closest restaurants to our hotel were Boomers, Hooters or BJ's.
No, I did not make that up.
Thanks to the Urban Spoon app, and after reading a lot of reviews, wrong turns and running through the rain, we found this little restaurant called Shandong.
We came in 30 minutes before closing, it was Monday night, and it was raining. We were the only ones there, which could have been annoying to the servers, but they were incredibly warm and welcoming. It was... magical. By far the best date we've had in a really long time, and it was most definitely the best Chinese food we've had in as long as I can remember.
|Hot & Sour (?) soup and jasmine tea|