I'm glad I was hesitant...

After I posted yesterday, I had a serious stroke of genius and found the other motionplus sensor thingy.  It was in a drawer in the desk in the kitchen, you know...'cause that's where it belongs.  When I called N at his dad's, rather triumphant, he was not impressed.  He called me back 15 minutes later because I told him he should ask his stepbrother if we could borrow his copies of Wii Sports/Sports Resort, and yelled "I FOUND MY COPIES!"  Last night ended up being a pretty dang good night.

Today, B and I ran errands, looking for basketball shorts and a sweater for Lacey (our family dog from when I was a teenager) who is getting pretty old and having some skin issues.  I think we found a winner, and she's pretty laid back, so she'll probably be cool with it.  I'll take pictures, but this poor, precious dog looks her 16+ years.  Poor sweet girl.  I always get choked up each time I leave my dad's house, because I'm not sure she'll be there when I come back down there.  My sister and I have both had "the talk" on different occasions with my dad about putting her to sleep when it becomes necessary, and I'm pretty sure we both cried when we did it.

Tonight, B and I went to church, and while he ran off his sugar high from an ice cream float 30 minutes before church (Mom of the year, right here...) in "kid church," I hung out in "grown-up" church.  I like the pastor of the church we attend (Fellowship Church in Grapevine), but I like it more when Ed Young is actually preaching the sermon in person instead of on video, like he was tonight.  Still, the message was interesting; about how Jesus fed thousands with seven loaves, and when everyone was full, there were seven big baskets of bread left.  The church is doing a massive expansion, and because of that, there's this series called "Seven" that has been going on for a few weeks.  It's so amazing to see God working in the lives of people young and old, and to see how He provides what we need, even before we realize we need it.

After church, B and I came home to start packing for Houston.  My goal is to be ready to go in the morning, but to have the house be relatively clean, so we won't come home to shambles.  Thankfully, we'll come home with clean laundry, because I'll do that at my dad's before we head back, so that's one worry off my mind.  SO, tomorrow morning, I'll clean out the fridge, wipe down the counters, take out the trash, and do a "quick" clean of the bathrooms...and hope that nothing smells weird when we come home.

I think my dad is pretty excited about having us all come to his new house.  N hasn't been there since his house has been completed, so that's going to be fun.  My dad bought baseballs and several sets of Trac-Ball, and I know the boys will love playing that.  B played last time he was down there, but N has never heard of it, and it's really hard to describe.  It's fun.  The End.  I'm excited about scooter rides to the park and just relaxing with the boys in a place where they don't have to tiptoe or talk quietly so they won't disturb the neighbors.  And on that note, I wonder how many days my dad is working this week...

Man, I can't wait to help my dad cook that 22.5 lb turkey.  It's right around the corner, y'all...and I'm so thankful it's Thanksgiving week!

Aubs