Whew! We did it! The 2013 Women of Excellence Conference was great! The church rallied and worked and everything went off without a hitch! I think one of the only things I did not get done was filling some centerpiece vases with water and putting flowers in them. A dry vase with rocks still works as a centerpiece - right?! What an incredible group of women came through our church. . . and each one was gracious and forgiving as we offered a third restroom with no lock on the door and the only lighting was a yellow construction set standing in the corner. What could have been detrimental (finding out the day before the conference that our lunch venue was double-booked) worked out to be the best situation. Now our challenge is finding a bigger location for next year! I wish I had some pictures to share. . . stay tuned or watch for notes on facebook. I do have a picture of my little Woman of Excellence In Training:
In other news, next week is Spring Break for my boys. I'm a little jealous that I don't get a Spring Break. But I'll be shipping all three guys off for camping at Men's Intense for the latter part of the week, so that's kind of vacation time for me. One of my three hoodlums is a saver in regards to his cash. Both boys received quite a bit of money from us and family members for Christmas. Kid #2 still has most of his. What does it say about us when he says "I don't really have anything I want to buy"? Spoil much? That is, until he saw this at Academy the other day. . .
Somehow, this is not what I had envisioned my home life would be like. But then I didn't grow up with brothers. All I can say is, in our house, you better look carefully before exiting a bedroom. (This is why we can't have nice things!) I celebrated another birthday recently. In preparation for the conference, I had my nails done - tried the shellac thing. I thought that would be my answer to not being able to keep polish on. Wrong! I chipped one of them the first night. Almost every nail had a chip or crack by day 4. Then, when I tried to remove the stuff, I could not get it off! So, on my birthday, I went back to the nail place with a plea for help. As she was removing the horrid stuff, I told her I wanted my nails to look nice because that day was my birthday. She asked if I was 40. What?! No! (No offense if you are 40 or above!) I am 38 - not even close to 40 yet! How dare she ask that! I still gave her a tip. . . but I had to stew on it a bit. I had quite a bit of cake for my birthday - so March is know going to be known as my fat month. Here's some of the beauty:
There's not a lot of other news right now. Actually, there may be alot more, but that's all for sharing today. I'll leave you with this joyous picture to cheer your day:
In other news, next week is Spring Break for my boys. I'm a little jealous that I don't get a Spring Break. But I'll be shipping all three guys off for camping at Men's Intense for the latter part of the week, so that's kind of vacation time for me. One of my three hoodlums is a saver in regards to his cash. Both boys received quite a bit of money from us and family members for Christmas. Kid #2 still has most of his. What does it say about us when he says "I don't really have anything I want to buy"? Spoil much? That is, until he saw this at Academy the other day. . .
Somehow, this is not what I had envisioned my home life would be like. But then I didn't grow up with brothers. All I can say is, in our house, you better look carefully before exiting a bedroom. (This is why we can't have nice things!) I celebrated another birthday recently. In preparation for the conference, I had my nails done - tried the shellac thing. I thought that would be my answer to not being able to keep polish on. Wrong! I chipped one of them the first night. Almost every nail had a chip or crack by day 4. Then, when I tried to remove the stuff, I could not get it off! So, on my birthday, I went back to the nail place with a plea for help. As she was removing the horrid stuff, I told her I wanted my nails to look nice because that day was my birthday. She asked if I was 40. What?! No! (No offense if you are 40 or above!) I am 38 - not even close to 40 yet! How dare she ask that! I still gave her a tip. . . but I had to stew on it a bit. I had quite a bit of cake for my birthday - so March is know going to be known as my fat month. Here's some of the beauty:
There's not a lot of other news right now. Actually, there may be alot more, but that's all for sharing today. I'll leave you with this joyous picture to cheer your day:
Nothing wrong with being 40, honestly. It only hurt a little bit...
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your "break" this weekend. We are hauling everyone to Palo Duro Canyon for some camping this week. Pray for me!