Cole leaves for a week of scout camp today. One week, and I won’t have any news about how he’s doing unless there’s some emergency. I’m putting my trust in Brother Haws. I think yesterday Cole must have been trying to annoy the heck out of me so I won’t be an emotional weepy mom at seeing him go today. He didn’t give me a list of what he needed until Sunday, and didn’t get that stuff organized until Sunday night. At 9:00 he said, “Oh. I’m supposed to take all my stuff over to Brother Haws’ house tonight.” So, at 9:30 (which is kind of late to be making social calls, I think), he and Ryan took his stuff over. I’m sure he’ll have a Fabulous Time, and I have faith that I can keep it together without worrying about him excessively. I just dropped him off, and the scout leaders PROMISED they would take care of my boy.
Robin’s here with her kids and her vanagan. The kids were so excited to sleep out there last night! There were 6 kids crammed into bed space for about 4, and they were chatting and laughing all night. Since my window is the closest to where they were parked, I could hear them chatting and lauging all night. At 11:20 or so I went out there with my mean mom face and said if I had to come out again and tell them to be quiet, they were all coming INSIDE to sleep. That got them. I didn’t hear very much noise from them after that.
Thursday night I went to a concert by Kurt Bestor. We had a little bit of trouble finding the concert because
a-I didn’t actually have the tickets tell me where the concert was, and
b-I’m an idiot,
But we did eventually find the Rose Wagner Theater, not to be confused with Libby Gardner Hall–they are not interchangeable, as we found out. I took three friends with me to this fabulous concert, and we had FRONT ROW SEATS! Well, two of us had front row seats, and the other two were on row N or something like that, but at intermission they came and joined us in the front, since there was no one else there. As my friend Maranda said, “Kurt’s pretty easy on the eyes,” and his music was fabulous. I really enjoyed hearing the stories of where he was in his life when he wrote those songs. I liked it so much, I bought the new CD. Fabulous.
On Saturday night, we went to see Ryan Shupe and the Rubberband in concert. It was kind of a last minute decision to go, since I had won tickets to the Beach Boys for Saturday night and we were planning on going to that. But when I learned that Ryan Shupe was in town and mentioned it to my friend Mich, she got really excited, and soon the tickets were bought. We took our two oldest sons, and they had a blast. We had a blast, too. We saw Julene and Italo there, too, so it became a family and freind fest. We were of course way back on the lawn seating, but it was still a great show. We love Ryan Shupe!
Sunday I taught my lesson in RS, and it went just fine. Not the best lesson ever, but it was still fine. And there were treats, so I think people enjoy my lessons just for the fact that I feed them.
Today we’ll be doing…I have no idea. But I’m sure we’ll have some fun. Oh, I know–We’re hosting the group FHE, and I’m planning on doing a “Father’s Day Game Show.” I’ll have to let you know how it goes.
This picture does not go with my rambling thoughts, I just wanted to put it up.
How in the world you get it all done is a wonder and an amazement to me. I guess I’ll have to come watch you in action sometime. No wonder you don’t have time to write me. I love you anyway. We don’t know anything about Ryan Shupe.
Mom