A Strange Day

Since Dale continues to insist on it, I will post something new.
Today, Dale and I went to get Hepititus A Vaccinations for our trip and I must say that the ordeal was pretty exciting. We drove to the kid's school around 7:40 to drop them off and it was so dark and stormy out that I felt like I was driving at night. Joel said that it felt Gomorrah/Gothom city because of all the darkness and hail.
Next, we hydroplaned our way to the Newton Clinic and got our shots (I did not cry). I dropped off Dale at school, drove home, then went to Spanish Class where I learned how to do the man's part of the Tango very badly (there are only two boys in the class and about 14 girls). We normally don't Tango in Spanish class, but today was sort of a catch up day.
That's all. I hope you are satisfied, Dale.

Casa de Elizabeth

This summer Dale and I are going to spend a month and a half at Casa de Elizabeth, an orphanage in Sonora, MX. We are both excited and it sounds like they will really be able to put us to use there. I am sure paying a lot more attention during my Spanish Conversation class now!
Clicking here and here will take you to some blogs of some girls who went for a week long church trip.
This is my 11th post unlike Dale who is past her 50th-pretty sad I know, though I am keeping up with it more now.

The Phantom of the Charleston Church

Grace has really been trying to live up to her name. As you can see in the picture on the left, she is advertising her newest witnessing program. She guarantees that all those who join her two week program will be saved or their money back.

If you look closely at the picture on the right, you can see Grace yet again, peering eerily out from behind the church door. She was hoping we would leave so that she could stay forever in the church as a cape-and-mask-wearing phantom organ player who will have nothing better to do than terrorize others and decorate the catacombs beneath the church with incredibly bad taste.

Preaching Grace

Here is Grace witnessing to a statue, awwwww.

"Drat, foiled again!"

There were countless times on the trip in which I had an oppurtunity to kill Joel, but fortunately for him, I always failed.

"Ahh, Savannah, if only we could live there..."

This is the first of some pics of our trip to Savannah, GA.