Good Friday

Drew is in Sun Peaks with his dad and Clint had to work today so it was just Max and I at the all-the-churches-in-Langley Good Friday service at CLA this morning. He and I walked up to the balcony and found seats off to the left. Ten seconds later, from clear across the balcony a family from our church was waving us over.

Max and I left our seats and on our way to the other side, he connected up with some guys from school, so I went and sat amongst the MCC crowd.

It was a good feeling. Being part of a group.
I would have been OK sitting by myself anywhere in that building, but it was so much better being called over to share the service with people I'm starting to get to know better.

Afterwards, we went home and I puttered about, getting my things together because I fully intended to go to the cabin.

But the sun was calling, so I ended up in the backyard with a new book.

I read it.

From start to finish:Book number thirty something.

I like this author and would recommend him. If you like Janet Evanovich, you'll like Harlen Coben.

Anyway, all day long I kept thinking I'd leave after I finished a chapter, but somehow I never lugged my lard ass out to my truck. Which was probably a good thing in the end because when Clint came home from work, he brought home a treat.

A cooler filled with 10 pounds of dry ice.

I think you have to be a teenaged boy to fully appreciate the awesomeness of that product.

The first thing they did with it was drop a piece into the vase that was holding my tulips. Watching the water bubble and steam was fascinating for them.

They all had to inhale the vapors.

I started to pray.

Next, they dropped a chunk into boiling water.

And it made them happy.

Of course, they had to drop a piece into a cup of rootbeer.

And then drink it.

How about putting a piece into some bubble-blowing liquid?

Yeah ... that held their attention for about .5 seconds.

How about freeze-drying the tulip? Then - smashing it with a hammer of course.

Filling the bathroom sink with it? (Actually this looked really cool.)

Doing the Harry Potter thing... mixing it up in a bubbling cauldron. With the black hood. That part was important - he changed hoodies for this shot.

While I was reading outside, in the sunshine - he was holed up in the family finishing off the last Harry Potter book. I think it affected his photo shoots this evening.

Out from the kitchen to the front entry to make a mess.

My seasonal Easter-ish bouncy ball display was taken apart...

They just left.

Had a hankering for some Mickey-D's... their plan is to buy 100 chicken nuggets, just to mess with late night order taker.

Think of what I would have missed if I had gone up to the cabin ...

Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Worship songs.

2. Being a part of a church.

3. He died for me.

Shalom,