No, not me.
It seems a lot of people are getting back to school.
Ah, but not me.
But this year it effects me.
At least more than usual.
Not only does it mean earlier mornings,
helping with kids,
answering questions from two teenaged sisters
(sisters who wish they were out of school too),
plans for the youth group,
and so on...
But it also means a
A tearful one.
Sunday morning (around 6am)
I said farewell to my wonderful
as he headed
back to school
long-distance is hard.
I will see him at Christmas break.
So happy... at least... trying...
Well, now that I've gotten that out...
I wanted to share some funny pics we got last week of Andrew and me.
My Mom took them and here's the story...
We were posing all cute and sweet,
like you want to when you're courting,
but then a bug tried to fly up my nose.
It tickled my nose.
And it just tickled me pink, as I say...
I couldn't stop laughing.
So, Andrew tried to keep smiling as I went into hysterics...
I tried to stop...
And I tried...
I tried so hard that it hurt!
Feeling helpless and hopeless...
So tickled pink... so pathetic
Taking a deep breath...
(poor Andrew had fallen asleep by then)
*sigh of relief*
Later this week I'll post some more pictures we took earlier that day before my little outburst of inexplainable glee. ;-)
Have a blessed day!