We're back from our mini vacation. Got back last night about 11:00 pm. Should've gotten back around 9:00 pm, but sat perfectly still on the interstate near Clanton for almost 2 hours because of a wreck. Think the kids were cranky? You bet.
After roasting at Stone Mountain on Monday, we went to the Georgia Aquarium on Tuesday. The GA Aquarium is billed as the largest aquarium in the world. (I pretty much like stuff that holds records like that.) The aquarium was awesome. We had been told to stay away on a weekend because of the massive crowds. It was really, really crowded on a Tuesday, which makes me shudder to think that the weekend crowd would've been bigger. The exhibits are fantastic, the fish/animals are easy to see and get really close to, even with crowds, and the whole place is really cold. They don't skimp on the AC, and considering our previous day at Stone Mountain, we were thankful for that.
There was even a conversation that went like this....
As we were sitting down eating lunch, I asked dad how he liked his chicken sandwich. He said, "It's great, but the air conditioning is even better." We will all be a little traumatized from the Stone Mountain experience.
After we left Atlanta, we went to my parents' house in Union Springs, AL. My dad was the pastor at FBC Union Springs until last week when he resigned to become pastor at Glynwood Baptist in Prattville, AL. My brother and my duties were to pack dad's office. Dad, love him to death, is a pack rat. Oh, heavenly days. I packed stuff like a calendar from 1986. EVERY SINGLE calendar from every single year since 1976. Dad's kept them all. An entire filing cabinet of Seminary class notes. From 1976. They are yellow now. Every nametag that my dad has ever worn at any conference he's attended for the past 35 years. 11 boxes of magazines that Dad can't bear to part with. Like 20 different magazine subscriptions that he's been collecting for years because, according to Dad, "there might be an interesting article in there that I need to reference one day." Ooookay.
Anyway, we finished packing Thursday and decided to wait until Friday to come home. Adam, my brother from NYC, isn't in town very often, so we decided to stay an extra day to hang out with him. Before we left yesterday, Dad got out the boat and drove the girls around the pond. We fished using hotdogs and cheese because we didn't go to the store to get crickets. Didn't matter. The fish got the memo about how ridiculously hot it was at the water's surface, so they weren't interested in the hotdogs or cheese.
Now we are back in Birmingham. We slept in out own beds last night which was awesome. Today I am back in SAHM mode and will tackle laundry. Oh joy. Tomorrow, Mary Emma has her first Cheerleading practice which quite possibly is the most exciting thing to happen to her in several years.
Have a good one.