is for gagging for the good of all involved.....
I did my first "lock-in" at the church this past Friday. There were 9 of us and I thought we all had a pretty good time. We had lasagna for dinner, did gingerbread houses till near midnight.....
(dirty feet from the gym floor)
did facials till 2:30 in the morning.....
(mud masks still & clear cucumber peels)
(Peeling the cucumber peel mask off. We all loved this one, it was equivalent to peeling sun burned skin)
..... finally winding down at about 3:15 am for some sleep.....
(one 8th grade gal is missing cause she had to leave early)
.....then ate some french toast for breakfast and had a spiritual gifts devotional time. After all of that, it was time to head home.
We woke up to snow!
It was quiet and awesome as I rambled around at 6:30 am alone trying to get breakfast ready. I had the Christmas music playing, while the others slept away in another building.
Let me say this though, prior to enjoying my kitchen dream with snow and Christmas music.....I totally had to get up off the floor on which I was sleeping cause my hips were screaming at me to "GET UP OFF THE FLOOR!!! I WILL NOT WORK PROPERLY IF YOU LAY DOWN HERE ONE MORE MINUTE, GET UP!!!!!"
So I lifted my wretched sore body from the floor and went directly to the 8th grade girls sleeping room, got my toothbrush from Maysie's bag and christened the church bathroom sink with a wonderful 5 to 7 minute gagging session with my toothbrush.
All the stars were properly aligned after that.
It had to be done, so I could feel good in the kitchen with snow, Christmas music, and french toast.
I really had a super time. I am convinced I had just as good a time as the girls did.
I believe that I did get to know some of them better, which was the whole purpose....for us all to get to know each other better.
Laura McC (Mac) stayed with me. I hadn't spent any real time with her in about 100 years.
Probably since the baseball field, two seasons ago. In fact the last time I had seen her she was kicking me in the back cause I was begging my friend Danielle to tell me the little girl singing the National Anthem, in a blue jean jumper dress, with a long unbrushed pony tail, just killing the song........ making me want to lob my head off in a guillotine in agony of having to endure such a tragedy in the National Anthem world of singing.......I was begging Danielle to tell me the girl was not home schooled, and Laura kicked me from behind and told me to "shut it."
They shoulda just played the instrumental and left it.......
I had forgotten how funny and refreshing she is. Randy, her husband, is surely a lucky guy to get to hang out with her all the time. Randy was one of my Sparks leaders in the past. He is a great guy too; I adore them both. In my opinion, Laura made everything about the lock-in better. She is beautiful, funny, totally gets young girls and they trust her. She was absolutely hand picked by God to stay with me that night. Even though her only boy had a football banquet she wanted to attend, she stayed with me and the girls. I am more crazy about her now than I was before.
So when I finally got home around 11:30am or so on Saturday, I had a crick in my neck.
I said, I had A CRICK IN MY NECK...........uuuuuuuhh It sucked.
When I was talking to my mom on the phone, turning my head just to talk, bending to laundry, just in general trying to live.....my freakin neck screamed, "You old lady!! DON'T SLEEP ON THE FLOOR ANYMORE!!"
Tony Workman was my hero Friday cause he gave me the safety idea of double locking us into an area of the church that had a bathroom with water for facials, our own heat, and clean flooring...... I am crazy about that guy too! That was an awesome idea! It worked beautifully and I felt super safe!