tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29053483.post115275618996593236..comments2023-08-05T09:20:26.794-04:00Comments on From my perspective...: That's Just The Way It IsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09288381628255711401noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29053483.post-1152796029573879342006-07-13T09:07:00.000-04:002006-07-13T09:07:00.000-04:00That is too funny! Thanks for the hearty laugh:-)...That is too funny! Thanks for the hearty laugh:-)Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04436679535435682403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29053483.post-1152793302046311342006-07-13T08:21:00.000-04:002006-07-13T08:21:00.000-04:00You know last weekend we had our first outing with...You know last weekend we had our first outing with our SIGMA group. It was an all night Survivor night and we were told to bring things for a camp out. The girls would be locked in the fellowship building and the boys would be roughing it on the field in tents. Well, I got there around 3:00 that afternoon and realized I had forgotten to pack my sleeping bag, pillow, extra clothes, etc. Since I had to help with setting up for the dinner and chaperone those coming in, I decided I would call my sweet hubby and have him bring what I needed when he came. Only time slipped away from me and he showed up before I ever made the call. So my next thought was that we had about 40 minutes worth of firewoks and I would go then. Just before the fireworks started I slipped on out to my car and drove home to get my stuff. I decided I would use the bathroom, let Tipsy (the dog) out, and get a drink of water. I rushed to put Tipsy back in her room and was back off to the outing. When I was over half way there I realized I still didn't have my stuff and hadn't even packed it while I was home. I had to turn BACK around to go and get it. But that's just me. I'm like that EVERYDAY. :)<BR/>BTW, I just read your comment at Courtney's Contemplations and laughed out loud at the whole "crunch cruch" ceremony. That was so funny.<BR/><BR/>~KristiKristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10408986161900668410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29053483.post-1152792447604275882006-07-13T08:07:00.000-04:002006-07-13T08:07:00.000-04:00That's classic Rach! Love it:DThat's classic Rach! Love it:DAnnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04436679535435682403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29053483.post-1152758190981493582006-07-12T22:36:00.000-04:002006-07-12T22:36:00.000-04:00Heehee....the way it is....how about tonight for e...Heehee....the way it is....how about tonight for example?<BR/><BR/>About 2:30 this afternoon, as I was busily typing away at my computer, a thought popped into my head. <I>"Rachel, you have offertory sometime this month, and I think it's tonight!"</I> Check the music schedule...sure enough, I do! Oookaaayyyyy.....I'm in VBS tonight. Well, I might be able to swing it. I can slip out right during the Bible story time to play the offertory and come right back. Sure, that will work.<BR/><BR/>Take off work an hour early to play through 10 piano books, and finally make up my own arragement. <BR/><BR/>VBS starts, and at 7:05, I finally slip away. I hear the congregation singing, what I think is the first song, so I stop in the office to see if they have a final count for the kid's offering yet. No count, so I head on my way. As I am walking down the foyer, I realize that the piano is playing, but no one is singing --- it's the offertory! Oh no! I missed it!<BR/><BR/>Sometimes, that's just the way it is. :o)Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14095185977378017560noreply@blogger.com