Last weekend I met Susie Hardaway Smith, Evelyn Allen Derriso, Heather Hopwood Renninger, and Kathy Waterman Powell in Birmingham, AL at the Ross Bridge Resort. One of the four, not me, thought of the idea to get away from the fams and just enjoy the company of each other. In past years, we tried to meet in Ttown, with kids. Meaningful conversation was difficult and time was limited. So this weekend was perfect. We treated ourselves to massages or pedicures and caught up. We really missed our friends Gretchen, in Africa, and Pauline, who was directing(?) a play. Hopefully next year, we will all be able to meet too. I can't help think of the song some of us sang together as Girl Scouts "Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other's gold." I thank God for these girls!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Tullahoma Girls Weekend
Last weekend I met Susie Hardaway Smith, Evelyn Allen Derriso, Heather Hopwood Renninger, and Kathy Waterman Powell in Birmingham, AL at the Ross Bridge Resort. One of the four, not me, thought of the idea to get away from the fams and just enjoy the company of each other. In past years, we tried to meet in Ttown, with kids. Meaningful conversation was difficult and time was limited. So this weekend was perfect. We treated ourselves to massages or pedicures and caught up. We really missed our friends Gretchen, in Africa, and Pauline, who was directing(?) a play. Hopefully next year, we will all be able to meet too. I can't help think of the song some of us sang together as Girl Scouts "Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other's gold." I thank God for these girls!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
After Storm Fun
Last night we had a huge electrical thunderstorm- the worst of the summer. Lightning flashed by the second and thunder rattled the house. It was so fun to watch b/c it was just an awesome storm- no warnings attached. One of the best parts was the amount of rain that came down in such a short time.
Ever since I was a little girl rain, puddles, and waterflow have been pretty cool to me. Most of our spring/summer fun centered around our ditch and around our bridge after big rains, and it still does for the grandkids today.
It just so happens that Brad and I have a huge ditch, lined thick with those BIG white rocks, that runs the width of our front yard. When it rains, all the rain water from the neighborhood rushes down it. Last night, Brad, Catherine (surprisingly, she was the only one who woke up) and I witnessed the most water ever. We had a waterfall cascading down our hill at the top of the ditch, water rushing over our driveway, the field next to us covered- it was awesome. Just to show you how weird we are- Brad got into his truck and shined his lights on the water just so I could document it on video. Did I mention that it was midnight?? That's so funny to admit!!
What we didn't see last night, was the 47 feet of BIG, white rock that was washed away from its original location in the middle of the ditch down into a nice big pile down at the bottom. 47 FEET of rocks that Brad will get to put back. Yes, I measured it- have I mentioned that I like details, sometimes too much? And measuring the strip of mud was somehow a teaching moment for the kids this morning- using the tape measure and force/motion/the dangers of rushing water, etc.....
Unfortunately, our ditch doesn't hold water for us to wade in, but just across the street a field does! Here are the pics from the after storm fun!
Ever since I was a little girl rain, puddles, and waterflow have been pretty cool to me. Most of our spring/summer fun centered around our ditch and around our bridge after big rains, and it still does for the grandkids today.
It just so happens that Brad and I have a huge ditch, lined thick with those BIG white rocks, that runs the width of our front yard. When it rains, all the rain water from the neighborhood rushes down it. Last night, Brad, Catherine (surprisingly, she was the only one who woke up) and I witnessed the most water ever. We had a waterfall cascading down our hill at the top of the ditch, water rushing over our driveway, the field next to us covered- it was awesome. Just to show you how weird we are- Brad got into his truck and shined his lights on the water just so I could document it on video. Did I mention that it was midnight?? That's so funny to admit!!
What we didn't see last night, was the 47 feet of BIG, white rock that was washed away from its original location in the middle of the ditch down into a nice big pile down at the bottom. 47 FEET of rocks that Brad will get to put back. Yes, I measured it- have I mentioned that I like details, sometimes too much? And measuring the strip of mud was somehow a teaching moment for the kids this morning- using the tape measure and force/motion/the dangers of rushing water, etc.....
Unfortunately, our ditch doesn't hold water for us to wade in, but just across the street a field does! Here are the pics from the after storm fun!
Lincoln and Catherine in the big field
Now with Coleman
Follow the leader!
Lincoln says "Let's make a dam!"
Sloshing home- our driveway's the first.
This makes me laugh- Coleman can't resist hopping when holding hands.
Emptying the water. Time for a nice, warm bath!
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