Sunday

Today we had a lot of fun at the New Hope Band cookout/picnic! We went right after church teardown (where we tear our church down... we are portable, but teardown is sort of a violent word for it, I think) and had a delicious meal. I ate way too much, but there was so many yummy homemade things to eat, like potato salad and devilled eggs and banana pudding (!) and chips and dip and cookies and rice krispy treats... everything was so good.
There were tons of little ones there, from babies to teens, and our kids had SO much fun. They were climbing trees and wrestling and climbing and just running around like crazy. Jonathan claims he saw an alligator in the pond at the house we were at. I think he thinks he saw an alligator, but I am hoping it was more like a clump of weeds. We got home and I went back to bed, because my cosmic bowling induced migraine was back... I had the worst headache yesterday and this morning, too. It set in when we were at the bowling alley. Sometimes simple stage lights at church have triggered one, and I was already having the visual disturbances that warn me before we got to the alley, so I should have know all the flashy, blinky lights would have sent me over the edge into a full-fledged migraine. I have not had one in so long! But it subsided enough for me to enjoy myself at church and at the picnic. I took a nap and then I woke up, and we made breakfast for dinner. Dave made waffles and I cooked apple maple sausages and made blueberry jam stuff (cook frozen blueberries, sugar, vanilla, and cornstarch on stove until hot and bubbly, so good over pancakes or waffles, and then refrigerate overnight and spread on toast...). We served the waffles with syrup, powdered sugar, caramel syrup, and blueberries jam stuff. It was delish. Also, the best thing to pull together for dinner since I did not grocery shop or meal plan yet for this week.
Jonathan is so excited because after three more Fridays of school, we are going to let him get a pet. I told him after a month of kindergarten he could get a pet. He wore us down with his cuteness. Or, rather, he wore me down, and now I am wearing Dave down. So yes, the Dooleys will have a rodent in their house. An invited, approved rodent, not an unwelcome, intrusive one. He is trying to decide between a gerbil and a party mouse (not sure why they are called party mice). We are going to let him hold some different rodents at a Incredible Pets, and we are going to go check some library books to do some research before our big purchase. At least gerbils and such are relatively cheap. I sort of want a bunny, but I swore I would never go back THERE again...