Thursday, June 05, 2008
A month into summer and I still haven’t worn shorts.
Global warming, my ass. I could go for some global warming right about now. I don’t think I’ve seen a high in the 70’s since I left school. My warm weather clothing is much cuter than my cold weather clothing, and I left even most of that at school. So I’ve been wearing the same 4 long sleeve shirts for the last three weeks, practically. Luckily I found where I’d hid my sweatshirts (in my closet, hanging up) so I should be able to add some new gems to the collection. Seriously, please let the sun shine soon; my pasty legs are grossing me out.
Other than that, I can’t really complain about summer so far. We had a great time in Boston celebrating with Dad and even got treated to a no-hitter at Fenway.
I came home and left right away for our Junior High Staff Retreat with people I love and respect, so that was a weekend well spent. I’m still not quite used to getting paid to do this, but I’m loving every minute of it, and getting that paycheck last week was just an added bonus I guess. A really great added bonus.
My goal for the summer was to find a job that I WANTED to go to, and I’ve definitely done that. It’s really great to be able to put all of my energy into this, instead of trying to make time outside of whatever other job I may have. I know that Youth Ministry will always be a part of my life, whether I’m getting paid for it or not, but I’m enjoying the new experience of being “on staff.”
We’re getting ready for High School Camp, which is a road trip around Southern California and I’m pretty excited about it. Not only does it mean Disneyland, Magic Mountain and the beach, but I get to do it all with the girls I mentored all the way through junior high who have told me that they “all grew up while I was away at college.” I can’t wait.
Brett flies in the next week and I’m looking forward to getting to spend some time with him, showing him around my lovely state and introducing him to 39757293 different people who apparently all have interrogating questions to ask him. I’ve tried to warn him, but I don’t think he quite understands it.
All right, back to work!
Love and Miss-
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