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Madeline believes that Abraham Lincoln photobombed us! |
It has been said that there is no rest for the weary (or wicked). Sometimes I really wonder what that truly means. I spent last week in Washington, D. C. with Madeline's 8th grade class. The trip was not exactly what I had hoped for, but it was a chance to spend time with my Madeline.


I arrived home after 12 AM Sunday morning. And, I slid right back into a very hectic schedule. Church at 9, Sunday School at 10, a vacation Bible School meeting at 11, and a Church Voters' meeting at 1. I nervously watched my watch the entire Voters' meeting, hoping I would have time to make it to a 4-H meeting. I was so ready to fall into bed by 9 pm that I did not even need to have the buzz of a fan to lull me to sleep.

I asked, well I told my husband that Monday was going to be a day off. He agreed, I needed a day off. After I took the girls to school, I headed home. Home to bed, home to relaxation, home! Then my phone rang. My husband asked if I could come help him on a job site. Like I have said before, there is no rest for the weary.
Madeline and Julie competed in a track meet on Monday evening. We went to a Trans Ova meeting in Wooster on Tuesday, with a little detour to pick up a bull calf from my cousin's farm on the trip home. Madeline and Julie had track meets on Wednesday and Thursday. And it is Friday. Time to sit for five seconds. . . Maybe!