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Anyway, I am SO excited for the upcoming conference! So glad so many of you are going to be there. I am going to be leading an affinity group in the evenings (or whenever they meet) called, “Married to a Youth Pastor”- so original. Please come find me! Let’s hang out. We are going to talk about the things YOU want to talk about. The stuff you asked for on the blog. Any more ideas? I’m open…..
Also, a very good friend Carol Timmons, mentor, gifted, loving, caring, amazing counselor from God will be with us for some of the tough stuff we might be going through. (Group thought of everything).
I think it will be fun to post stuff as we meet for those that can’t come. I even think there a few podcasts this year, so you could still watch a few things. I’ll look into it if anyone is interested.
Just some random thoughts as I am trying to get my head together for this weekend.
See you soon!
I’ve been in a fog lately, I don’t know if its still lack of sleep, or all the little things that have been adding up on my plate. You know I signed up, and was going, to my cute pi-yo class, but haven’t been able to go because of all the stuff (good and bad) that has crept up on me during those mornings. I’m just go-go-go lately.
Now a few days back in the real world swing of things. Back to being married to a youth pastor, I have been reflecting on our time off and some of the other vacation days that we have had. I am realizing that its hard to take time off. Not just the expense of it. But to really relax, forget about the stress. Truly remove yourself from life and just u n w i n d. 
We had our “vacation re-do” last week. It was great. We didn’t even go anywhere or do anything. Just 9 days of no ministry. It was very nice. It was fun to have normal days with both of us playing and taking care of the kids, well nicer for me than Jeff. I think his expectations for this vacation were a little different than mine. He wanted to sleep in, work out eveyday, surf, and go to the movies. Really great and not even that extravegant, but we have 3 kids that don’t sleep in, work out, surf, or sit through movies, and I was sick 2 of the nights which left Jeff to deal with all the kids alone (not so much sleeping). So he went back to work not so refreshed but he does have a clearer mind. So we will now call our “vacation re-do” a “brain-break”. It was very needed.
Now that I have kids, anytime I see a balloon I think of a child crying. If you have kids you know what t I mean. A balloon will pop, equalling tears. A balloon will fly away, equalling tears. Or perhaps an ornery brother steals it away, equalling tears. Then a fight breaks out between the big brother and little sister about who’s balloon it is and then everyone is crying waking up the 4 month old baby brother to which the parents are now crying, then the crazy mother takes the scissors popping the balloon on purpose and sending the brother and sister upstairs (still crying) before something else happens with the scissors…. I just say no thank you to balloons whenever offered. They just make me cry.