Unexpectedly, we threw together a little "Mini-reunion" of our Peru team. Ruth was in the States for conferences, so Kelly brought her up to Marilyn and Doug's. It was amazing. We went out for Chinese food on Thursday night, then Ian, Kelly, and I walked from the church to Marilyn's house. It was... interesting. After the adults got back, Ian made frape de maracuYA in the blender, Kelly and I were laughing at nothing, Ian was playing guitar, and both of the guys were passing massive amounts of gas. All while the adults were attempting to carry on actual conversation. It felt so familiar. I could not believe I had missed them so much. On Monday morning Doug made breakfast for Mom, Ruth, and me, then Mom and I went to pick up Kelly from Ian's house.
Here's a small sampling of the pictures.
Top Row, L-R: A foiled attempt; Hi, I'm 5;
Second Row: Frape de Maracuya; Ruth, Marilyn, and Mom
Third Row: My big brother and Me; picking up right where we left off
Fourth Row: Family; Ruth and Me
Fifth Row: Kelly & Me
On Friday night we had the rehearsal dinner for Tina's wedding, then the wedding was on Saturday. It was beautiful and went really well, and TINA IS MARRIED! Wow.
Bo and I stayed and Nana and Papa's on Saturday night and went to Nanny and John's church on Sunday. The praise and worship there is amazing. After church we went out to eat with Mike and Tracy and their kids, then came home.
19 comments:
I think my favorite pic is the one of Ian aka Demon Child. Hahahaha!
Dude! We have the exact same Bosch blender!!!! We use it to make bread (not in the blender...one of the other attachments), smoothies, chocolate malts, cranberry salad (oooh, Thanksgiving, where are you?)....
I haven't seen you in over a year. Can we have a mini-reunion, too? One involving sand and the Pacific Ocean and Stress and Speed and not Day's Inn?
Kelly- Yes, that is a great pic!
Jenney- I would love nothing more than another reunion. Seriously, I have looked at tickets to San Diego so many times, but they're always too expensive, and now I have a job.
I miss you!
What? You have a job? You??? JOB???? YOU have a JOB?!?!?!?
Ye gads, what is this world coming to?
What do you DO??
Ok, I'll shut it now. :D Man, we have lost touch.
I know we have, it makes me sad.
I blame it on blogs.
Yes, I have a JOB... I work at a daycare, with the preschool. It's quite fun, and I'm insanely busy.
I'd probably go insanely crazy...I've never really known what to do with little kids. If I'm related to them, I'm okay, 'cause I'm more comfortable and I can pick 'em up and tickle 'em and whatnot. But other kids...I'm sort of like "Um. Hi. You're short. Help!"
I have no problem with little kids. We just throw down.
As in, throw down the gauntlet?
Heheh, I think that was one of my favorite parts in that book...when Horace was leading Whatsisface on, making him think he was going to challenge him to the joust. Then Halt is the one who gets up and slaps him in the face with the glove. And Whatsisname is totally shocked and angry because he's been outsmarted. Such a good book, great series. You should read it. Although, I think my favorite part of all parts was in book 2, when the wimpy lord/duke/person is annoying Alyss so Halt just picks him up and tosses him in the moat. THAT was the best.
You have no idea what I'm talking about.
Ranger's Apprentice series, by John Flanagan. Book 1 is The Shadows of Gorlan. Read it.
Hah, not throw down the gauntlet! Throw down is street language for fight.
John Flanagan eh? I'll have to check that series out.
Kelly, you have absolutely no idea how hard I laughed when I read that. Actually, you do. It was as hard as I laughed when you said it at Marilyn's.
Yeah, I was scrolling down, reading the comments between you and your friend, and I was like "Oh yeeeeahh! That TOTALLY fits!'
Oh, so you're all hep to the jive, huh? Yes. You're the funniest thing that's happened since the Chicken Heart (thump-thump, thump-thump) used the elevator (shzwoom. thump-thump) ate the janitor (augh! shlurp. thump-thump), taxi cab (bee-beep! shlurp. thump-thump), New York City (thump-thump) and the Jersey Turnpike (thump-thump, thump-thump).
Street language, my claw. Bub, you're a mess.
Post scriptum: To "throw down the gauntlet" means to challenge someone to a fight, so it's pretty much the same thing.
Jenney- Last night, Kelly told me to "roll wit it." I think he's got the street language thing down, at least that of the 12 year olds roaming the streets of his suburban neighborhood.
Besides, he's only 5.
:)
*weeps tears of joy because laptop finally turned on*
Oh, I definitely believe the 5 thing. It explains why he thinks he's cool because he talks like a 12-year-old - he simply wants to sound older than his age (5). I hate to burst your bubble, ol' bean, but it's not working. In fact, it's failing miserably.
Non laboro in scholam. Hurrah!
Hey watch it younglings! I'm almost older than both of you put together! Almost...
Hahahah! You're ancient! "When 900 years old you are, look as good, you will not."
You used one of my favorite Star Wars words!
Ok, ok, in reality, I am only 18, which is 12 years short of twice alyssa age. It's like an algebra problem!
2a - 12 = k
Please. Don't use that word around me during non-school hours. I might start throwing things.
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