I'm home from the big city. Cody made it to finals in informational speaking, but didn't place. Jess did a good job on her children's book, but didn't place in that nor in book covers. Jess was sick and we spent most of the day dealing with that. We are relieved it isn't something serious.
On the way home, it was Jess snoozin', Cody rode the bus, and I was exhausted from a sleepless night. So my butterscotch thought was the word "compassion". My mentor, friend and next door teacher lost her grandma day before yesterday and I'll be "absorbing" her class next week, which had me thinking....
Anyway, while lolling around the word, I remembered Mr. Joe. If you ever knew him, you can smile with me! He's in heaven now. Once he was trying to think of the word "compassion", as he was expressing himself, in church. Being that english was his second language, he came out with "compity". Really, it may be more fitting! I loved hearing that man pray because he was so honest, candid and from the heart. Often, his prayers hit my funny bone at the same time they touched my heart.
I had a great visit with Vicki and family. I'll post pics soon. They are on the camera ALL THE WAY out in the car!!!! It's been a long couple of days! I feel the bubble bath calling!
(****Butterscotch thoughts are the ones I love rolling around in my head just as I would a lovely butterscotch candy, but in my mouth, of course. Exploring every angle, savoring every aspect, making it last as long as possible. Butterscotch buttons were/are one of my dad's favorites and they were a TREAT when I was a kid. Still are, honestly! Wild cherry Lifesavers have the same affect, but the way!)