This is the week of fall break. Sometimes super busy, sometimes totally unbooked. Monday we went with friends on a hike to Makapu lighthouse - hike is a fancy word for walk up a paved path for 1.2 miles to a lookout near the actual lighthouse. It would be a great place to go whale watching when they come in December.
We've also had tennis lessons, the first flag football meeting/practice (wanna be coach? we need a coach!) and tomorrow is the zoo. I'm exhausted. We've had a lot of late nights recently. Gary's been overbooked too at work, since the boss is out of town. He was pouting tonight because I wanted to put the boys to bed at a decent time. He hasn't been here to realize how little sleep the boys have been getting. The kids are incapable of sleeping past 6:15a.m. Put them to bed at 8:30 or 10:00, it doesn't matter.
I'm pouty myself that we didn't make fish tacos, as promised, on our last night of cooking class. I know it sounds gross, but I wanted to try them! I don't want to make them or order them in a restaurant not knowing what to expect. You know? The teacher kept saying how wonderful they are and how famous they are from this restaurant in San Diego. I don't see going to San Diego anytime soon, or in my lifetime.
My spiritual life has taken an interesting turn. A spurt of growth. Growth spurt! It's great, wonderful. I won't elaborate, because I couldn't do it justice. Let's just say that knowing God, being a Christian, is not boring. It's an adventure. And if it is boring, then you must be sleeping because, woo, it's not boring. And if you beg to differ, then just take a gander at creation. It takes a creative, interesting God to come up with some of his creations. I can't wait to see some of them at the zoo tomorrow.