Picnics and such.

So, we went to fellowship with the church yesterday afternoon after service.

Great time, and we had tons of fun. We had Sharpie, whose folks were off dropping her siblings at school, serving as our Navigator.

Not the smartest move.

Sharpie took us over, under, around, everywhere... before we finally got to the park. It was quite funny, but hey, we didn't know where we were, and we would not have found it without her.


Well, when we got there, Babetta asked that we drive and get some salad as our contribution. So, we turn out of the park, make a left on Bishop, and find ourselves on Euclid, literally almost visible from Regal!

The food was good, time with the church family even better. The impromptu balloon fight had Babetta and I harboring decidedly unChristian thoughts of revenge.

The highlight of my day was playing wiffle ball with my youth and stealing into third base Pete Rose-style. I do feel the pain now, but who cares?