A great weekend done and another one is seemingly right around the corner. It's strange now how I think the kick off to a good weekend is dependent on how the race goes on Friday night! What is happening to me!?
This past race we were down several fans due to out of town obligations, but picked up an extra friend from our Wilcox days, so all was not for loss. The Rev couldn't keep up with the modified cars out of Cheyenne, but did well for our yellow bumblebees, collecting yet another quick-time plaque for our bedroom dresser. Joy to the world, I might add.
Earlier on Friday, we got up and headed to Chadron for Lars' Summer Respite Day. Can't believe it was a year ago already that we attended the first one! This year, Easter Seals of Nebraska came in and set up a huge bounce house, which Eden loved and Lars looked at all day. His fear of being unstable overcame him until about an hour before the end of the day when his para finally coaxed him onto it and went all over it with him, encouraging him all the way. I was so happy to see that! The kids also had cheese pizza for lunch and did lots of arts and crafts and odd projects throughout the day.
Meanwhile, Allen and I drove out to Chadron State Park (after hitting a productive garage sale on the way). We loaded Elia into the backpack and set out on a hiking trail, walking high on the buttes, then down through the tall grass. Other than a few important phone calls to The Rev, it was a very nice hike. The weather was great and I wish we had reason to go up there more often. Took a lunch date at Donald's, complete with a chocolate shake too thick to suck through the straw, and ended up back at the center early enough to watch the kids finish their day.
Saturday, I took pictures for a friend's niece's Quincenera, the Mexican festival of a girl's 15th year of life. This was a first for me, and also a learning experience in the way of culture and language! I had a great time and Allen went with with me to the reception, where the Latin music was in the form of a live band and was twice as loud as the race track. As long as you weren't looking for a conversation with the person next to you, you were all set. The girl and her friends learned certain dances for the ceremonial waltz and performed them without a hitch. Other than the 4' high cake leaning dangerously to the right, the whole evening was a success. And I got 552 photos to prove it.
Now it's back to a week of being Wife and Mom, housekeeper, gardener, possible EMT, and bulletin folder for The Rev, as he has a funeral this week and neither a formal secretary nor a computer. One quit and the other one crashed!
But here's to a sunny week ahead that will end with another Friday night at the Race Track!~
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