Flying Home

Silver wings in the sun,

take me back to where I’m from

and all the love I’ve known.

Mmmmm…flying home!

I’ve been listening to The Wrights a lot lately…and I thought that I would quote this song here because it describes what I will be doing early tomorrow morning!  Hurray for flying home!  Well, hurray for the home part.  I can’t really hurray about the flying part.  Just thinking about it induces mental moaning and contorted facial expressions.

Anyway, I thought I’d better write a short post today since I didn’t have time to last weekend and I’m not going to bother while I’m at home this weekend.  Because nothing terribly newsworthy took place I’m going to give you the EBR (Elizabeth’s Blog Reduced) version of the past week and a half’s happenings.

Community Thanksgiving Dinner:

Lots of food being shoved into lots of faces.

Teen Retreat:

Kids who can’t last a day without cigarettes.

SPARK:

Played games, all sorts.

Fourth Graders:

Gobble, gobble.  Turkey play practice.

Yup, that’s it.

Now for the traveling.

May the force be with me.

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