this weekend we made a quick trip to knoxville. our friends are expecting a sweet baby boy and had a couples shower which was fun, and brad's little [he's eighteen but i like how little sounds...] brother had just gotten back from a week long church trip so we were anxious to see him and hear some retreat stories... you know we all have them.
i am always reminded when i go home with brad how great god really is. this new family that i have had for just a little over two years blesses me every day, and although no one will ever top my parents, if i had to pick parents-in-laws...i could not have picked better myself. makes me heart full knowing this was the plan all along.
happy monday friends.
p.s. this weekend i am going to bonnaroo with brad plus 80,000 of my best hippie friends. i have never been to bonnaroo before and am a little nervous/scared/freaked out/the list goes on... brad DID tell me they have a tent where they will wash and fix your hair so maybe...when the tough gets impossible i'll just go get my hair washed for free.
"oh okay, babe. you're going to a show?"
"i'll just be in the tent getting my hair washed..."
this should be entertaining to say the least.
i might just have the cleanest head at bonnaroo.