This makes me so sad. I finished The Girl Who Played With Fire tonight and now I have to wait until Feb. 18 in order to get The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest for free. Yes. I could just buy it but I hate to do that since Gil already bought the Kindle version and the audiobook is $23. Yes. I would like some cheese with this whine.
This one one of those weekends we live for. From start to finish it was simply amazing. Friday started with Gil and me picking up the kids and heading out for a bite to eat at the mall, then just hanging out at Barnes & Nobel for more than an hour. On Saturday I slept in a little, did a bit of laundry, packed for an overnight trip and headed to the soccer field where Natalie’s team won their game. Yah! This was a double win because these two teams had tied before and the officiating was horrible. The girls deserved a solid win and they got it.
As soon as the game was over Gil and I jumped in the car and headed north to Jacksonville. We got there about an hour before Dirty Shannon took the stage and wowed us with some of their new, unreleased music. I cannot wait for their next CD to be released. It’s going to be good. No, wait. It’s going to be GREAT!
The whole purpose of our trip to Jacksonville was to support our friends Son of a Bad Man. Their new CD just came out this week and this show on Saturday night was to celebrate that release. First of all, go buy their CD. Go….I’ll wait here till you get back.
Ok, now that you’ve bought their new CD, give it a listen and let me know what you think. I think it’s fantastic. These boys totally rocked our faces off. The night was extra special because we got to see some dear friends and catch up between sets.
When we made the decision to make this crazy overnight trip to Jax to see two of our favorite bands, I contacted my cousin to ask if we could crash with her. We haven’t seen each other in about 4 years and that was at a crowded restaurant. Before that, I think 2001 may have been the last time we actually spent any quality time together. She and her husband didn’t join us for the show and the plan was for us to enjoy our concert and then head to her house, which is exactly what we did.
We spent several hours talking a whole bunch of crazy talk because somehow we ended up on the subject of politics. THIS is a subject that I tend to avoid like the plague, but here we were, 2AM in the morning, each of us defending our views and opinions. Let’s just say that after 10+ years of falling out of touch with someone, talking politics may not be the best way to reconnect. I say this in jest, of course. At least we did find out that we tend to lean in opposite directions but we did indeed learn quite a bit about each other. It wasn’t until my eyelids refused to stay up that we abandoned our own little debate and headed to bed.
My cousin and her family lives on a beautiful piece of property right on the St. Johns River. We awoke to a breathtaking view of the river and the Dames Point Bridge. We also awoke to this…
This is Patches and she likes to play…with toes..under the covers. Okay, so this was not a bad thing. She was so freaking sweet and had slept by my feet all night (at least I think she was there all night). And when the morning came, she was ready to play. Gil and I both had several play sessions with her before we finally stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen.
My domestic goddess of a cousin prepared a delicious breakfast quiche and fruit salad for breakfast. We sat around the table truly catching up this time (no politics) and soon realized it was 3:00 in the afternoon. The cuz then grabbed some chicken and venison to throw on the grill. We left with our hearts and bellies quite full.
Now we are back home and it’s time to crash before the rat race starts again tomorrow. I’m so very thankful that God gave me this weekend to recharge my spirit. I feel like my little light is shining a little brighter tonight and I intend to take it with me as I start a new week.
Did you have a great weekend you want to share? I would love to hear all about it!
I’m not sure why but this seems to happen everytime these two get together.
Gil was asked earlier this week if we would consider leading a small group this semester at Relevant. He was told the subject for the whole 12 week class would be this bible verse:
Philippians 4:8 And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.
For those of you who know me or have been following this blog, I’m assuming that you are picking up on God’s little joke here. There have been very few times I’ve needed this verse more than I do right now. And so He has placed it in front of me in a way that I will have to focus on it for the next four months for at least a few hours each week.
Yeah, I get the message he is sending me.
As if I could ignore it.
Last October, Gil met author Debora Cody at the Florida Writers Conference. It was through this chance meeting that she invited him to join her at her local writers group in Brandon. I tagged along both for support and out of curiosity. It wasn’t until we arrived that I realized the name of the group was Brandon Christian Writers (BCW).
The group was very friendly and welcoming from the minute we walked in. There were writers who have published books and who have had their articles and essays included in both local and national publications. There are teachers, editors, and other business professionals. The common bond in the room was that these people write and have a strong faith in God.
Let’s see, I write and I have faith in God. Yep. I belong here. And even though I still don’t in any way consider myself a “writer”, I do put fingers to keys and words appear for others to read. I don’t really have any great aspirations of writing a book but I have to admit, an essay or article would be kind of cool and I had never really thought of that before visiting this group. I left that night with a renewed sense that even though I *only* blog, it still matters.
Tonight, the group resumed their regular meeting schedule after a holiday hiatus. And, tonight I became a paid member. So did Gil. I was actually giddy as I wrote out the check. I’m super excited about being a part of this. I feel that I will learn so much through the sharing, critiquing, and mentoring of these people.
I also believe that I will be growing in my faith as well. I feel His presence within this group. I feel that lots of little dominoes fell at exactly the right moment to guide me to this place. I can’t wait to see what He has planned for me.
(I should mention that Debora was a guest blogger for Random Writers last year. I invite you to read her story, A Slice of Heaven. Another member of BCW, Alan Jarrett, became our first contributor this year as we opened up RW to others. I hope you’ll also take a moment to read his post titled God Box.)