i had my first nights away from the boy this weekend and we both survived to tell about it. (so did derek!)…
i went on a weekend retreat with our church’s youth group. it was super sweet. i think the “grown ups” had as much fun as the kids.
however, due to the fact that:
1. i’m old,
2. i’m pretty inactive,
3. i decided to run around like a maniac for two days, and
4. i didn’t sleep much or sleep well….
i am:
1. sore,
2. tired,
3. bruised and battered…
i even have a black eye to show for my weekend efforts.
so, that’s where i’ve been…