Possumblog

Okay, where wasn't I?

Oh, yeah--fall festival.

One of the benefits of driving the truck is that no one bothers me, I've got a place to sit down, people like the hayride, and I can listen to the radio. I've mentioned before about the old Massey Ferguson tractor we used to have--it's a bit of a let down not to have a tractor pulling the trailer, but only for the passengers. Even a rusty twenty year old Isuzu beats sitting there breathing Diesel soot--and all without the benefit of a radio.

That was nice, in that I could listen to the game and not miss a minute of a lackluster game by Auburn. Once again, I am shamed by my lack of prescience in score prediction, but as has become the norm, every weak team they play seems to get an additional charge of emotion and they always play much better than anyone anticipates. Oh well--a win's a win, I suppose.

We left a bit earlier than usual so we could get back and finish cleaning up, which we did, and then I had to make a run to the store for some floor washing junk and a new sponge for the sponge mop. Catherine wanted to help mop, and I WANTED her to do something, but she's not able to handle big yarn mop, so I figured (since the floor wasn't nearly as dirty as it was the last time) to equip her with something a bit more her speed.

Got home and after I moved the chairs to the den and cleaned around the more difficult areas, she came padding along and begged to help. Seldom do any of the kids beg to help.

So, she scrubbed and wiggled and actually did a pretty darned good job of it. Even more incredible was when she later got one of the cookies we'd baked and carefully brought it over to the sink to eat it "so I won't get crumbs on my floor I just mopped."

I could have cried tears of joy--FINALLY one of them understands where MESSES come from!

To bed with us all, then back up Sunday. Off to church, good class and good sermon, then quickly back to the house to brace for the onslaught of...

two kids.

Same two as last time--we had a bunch of people gone visiting again, and so we have a bunch of leftovers. Not that I mind. And again, not that I mind not having the house wrecked by some of the more destructive little angels we know. Thought we were gonna lose the cat, though. He climbed up on our backdoor neighbor's fence, and the kids were all out there and I figured he was going to jump down into their yard, and then we'd have to go knock on their door and create a disturbance. Luckily, he didn't run away when I got on the scene to take control, so I scooped him up and put him back in his house while the kids ran around getting their church clothes messed up.

After they all left, we put things away and I got to take a nap of about ten minutes. Unfortunately, it was not ten contiguous seconds, but rather dribs and drabs of minutes or two at a time.

Folded more clothes, then got ready to go back to church again. Rebecca and Catherine are both taking a little class on saying Bible verses in Spanish, so after that was over they were jabbering away in something that sounded only vaguely Romantic. In fact, it was only slightly Indo-European. But it's nice that they're enthusiastic about it, and Rebecca has a friend from school who's bilingual so she's going to get her to help.

Evening worship, then home for some lunch leftovers, and then I absolutely crashed. I couldn't stay awake for anything. I don't know if it's the crud in my lungs or what, but it was like I had been given general anesthesia.

And I still felt that way this morning, which again is why I decided not to bother with blogging today and just take it easy.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 23, 2006 11:15 AM