…we’ve been without the internet. Which hasn’t bothered me extremely. It’s been kind of nice not to have the option to spend hours in front of the computer screen. But at the same time, it was frustrating to be at the mercy of the phone company people (who were pretty convinced for a week that our lack of internet access was not their problem.) Finally yesterday, Roger took our laptop to a friend’s house and dialed up from there. It worked like clockwork on that line. I guess that convinced the telephone people. They told him they’d send someone out today to look at it. Last night around 6:00, on a whim I tried dialing up to the internet. Magically, things started happening like they’re supposed to. My 23 new emails came up for me to read. Surprise, surprise.
That reminds me of something I read recently that stuck in my head and makes a lot of sense to me:
“Promise little. Deliver lots.”
Several people have asked me lately if things are slowing down at camp these days. Like a little fool, I’ve answered, “yes.” What was I thinking?! Obviously not farther ahead than the moment I was standing in.
Aug. 29-31: Oasis Church retreat. Rooms cleaned and ready, and a Sunday noon meal. Roger said that was the best lasagna he’s ever had. I used Bill’s recipe, but made my own sauce with those cans of donated tomatoes in the furnace room. I doubt I’ll ever make another batch just like it. That was my friend Becky’s church, so it was a weekend for me to look forward to. There’s something about the responsibility of our 6 kids that makes the 2 hours between us feel like a whole state.
Sept. 1st: A big day for our family. Judah has entered the double digits, and Roger and I have been parenting for an entire decade! Judah had been asking for a brand new pair of shoes, (our kids wear lots of hand-me-downs) and instead of spending the money before school started, we saved it for his birthday. I wrapped up a pair of old cruddy shoes in a box with a note saying that when we went out to eat for his birthday supper, we’d go shoe-shopping. That was a fun family outing. Except for the fact that many, many stores and restaurants are closed (or close early) on Labor Day.
Sept. 2nd: Another milestone. Malin’s 6th birthday, and the 9th “anniversary” of our move to Kentucky. How can my little girl be six already?! Also, Malin just happened to be the first of our kids to have to go to school on her birthday. For the two years that the boys have been in school, their birthdays have been on weekends. It was kind of sad for me to send her off for the whole day. She told me she wanted me to pick her up at school on her birthday, so I planned my grocery shopping trip for after lunch, took a cooler-full of ice along, and stopped at the slushy stand to bring them all a treat when they got out of school. Someone at the slushy stand had the insane (but brilliant) idea to name slushy flavors “Scooby Doo”, “Hannah Montana”, “Barbie”,”SpongeBob”…..etc. Well, Hannah Montana is absolutely outlawed in our house, and Sponge Bob was made up of tropical flavors that I didn’t think the kids would like….. But it cracked me up to hear Malin say as she ate her slushy, “This tastes like Barbie!” And Wesley was just as bad…. believing that his slushy tastes like Scooby Doo. Whatever. It was a fun treat.
Sept. 3-5: MCC Appalachia group here (we cook.) I always love hosting this group of service/volunteer people. They know what it’s like to do the things that we do, and they are always so appreciative. That, and they always rave over the food. It’s nice to cook for people who enjoy your cooking. One of the ladies wanted some recipes, and I ended up copying my whole collection onto her flash drive. Her husband suggested I charge her $5/recipe. I really ought to send her a bill for $3500. 🙂 When I say that “we’re” in charge of cooking for a group, I mostly mean the Ruthie half of “we.” Roger is head of the communications and friendly relations departments at Bethel Camp – it’s hard to keep that man in the kitchen when there are people out in the dining hall.
Sept. 5-7: Pine Grove Church retreat. They cook, we clean. Actually, they’re friends, and they even helped us clean since they knew about our tight schedule.
Sept. 8: One last Voth kid birthday. Oh, man! I forgot to tell Wesley that it was his lucky birthday. He turned 8 on the 8th. Those things are important to know. I was always kind of disappointed that I was too young on my 4th birthday to know about anything like that. We did a similar shoe thing for Wesley – only I wrapped up his little sister’s pink and green flowered rain boots for him. He laughed so hard as he read the card aloud to us. And later that evening he read it to Uncle Greg on the phone. That was gratifying. Oh, and….. if anyone in our family gets a DairyQueen ice cream cake, it’s Wesley. And
So…. it’s been busy around here.
And I am so proud of my usually last-minute, spontaneous husband. There’s a box in our bedroom (I tripped over it last night in the dark) that says “For Ruthie’s birthday. Do not open until 10/4/09” Yes, it really does say “09” – but it really means “08.” And if it doesn’t, well…. when the next 10 of 4 comes, I’ll open it anyway.