Let’s see if I can post an entry in 5 min or less, because that is all I have today! Between Thursday and today, I have had a sinus infection, tried to coordinate travel help for my husband who was stuck at the Charlotte airport in a winter storm, played with children in the snow, did some volunteer training at our local pregnancy center, went to a Wofford basketball game in the ice, kept the nursery for the church plant Bible Study, made two pizzas from scratch (even the dough! Holla!) and fried some chicken. And tightrope walked the Grand Canyon. Just seeing if you’re paying attention. Are we all caught up?
Pictures are forthcoming from icy snowball fights, but I just wanted to let you know about the 5:00 club. Well, officially, I am a member of the 6:22 and 6:57 clubs, but not yet of the 5:00 club. Let me tell you, that 6:57 club is quite the adrenaline rush! Big gasp, run out of bed, yell at the hubbie and kids to get up, yell a second time at the unresponsive members of the household still in bed, pack some lunches, and out the door in pjs with hair looking like I stuck my finger in a socket. Not what I was hoping for! But as they say, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again! I have been too chicken to mention to my husband I would like to be out of bed between 4:45 and 5:00 a.m. every day. I told my friend Stephanie, he doesn’t turn into a Christian until 7:00 a.m., and really, that’s an optimistic number. More like 8:30. OK, my time is up, but I am not despairing. I will get up early! …I hope.