Y’all it’s the Middle of September

Time has been flying by and all of a sudden I noticed that it is the middle of September {truly it is the 19th!!} and I have no idea how I got here. 

This little blog has really been neglected.  I have lots of reasons why but I bet you don’t care.  So here they are

-I’ve been lazy about taking pictures.  My iPhone wants to die and is quirky about taking pictures these days.  {If you would like to give me a new iPhone lemme know.  M’kay!}

-The new school is great and they have a lot of needs, so I have been subbing some and volunteering too.  It is good, but I have less “me” time.

-With the boys gone all day, we just aren’t doing much fun stuff these days.

{Soccer started this week so there will be even less fun stuff going on around here.}

There is really only so much I can say about being too lazy busy to keep up the blog, but I love having a record of our daily lives so I’ll try to do better.

So here goes nothing…

Right before school started, our friend John came for a visit.  He wasn’t actually here to visit us, but to do work, however we were so glad to see him.  He came over and taught the boys a thing or two.

In case you don’t know John personally, he happens to be pretty good on that fiddle.

The boys were starting school the day after John’s performance here, so we decided to skip this one, but we got to spend some good quality time with an old friend.

He even let them play his fiddle.  {public service announcement- turn down the sound on your computer before watching these clips!}

 

The day after his show he got to come hang out with us and Allen and Michele showed him how to paddleboard.  He did great. 

Later that afternoon he wanted to see a long beach to possibly run on.  I told him that the sand here is not very packed making it too soft too run on.  We took him to our favorite beach for a walk though and ended up finding 12 conch shells {with varying degrees of decay stank clinging to them.}  As we were walking back towards the car {with flies trailing us because the shells smelled so bad} we saw a huge storm rolling towards us.  John got in his run after all.  With the rest of us running right behind him.  None of us will forget how we all ran down the beach {carrying at least 2 stanky conch shells a piece} and then we get to the road and we had to wait about 30 seconds for the cars to clear enough for us to cross.  Hurry, run, RUN, R-U-N!  Now stop and stand in the rain.

The best part about being with old friends is having something that was a total mess turning into  a memory that we’ll laugh about for years to come!

Ok I will stop for now, but I will try to be back 3 times a week to  keep the old blog going.