Monday, May 18, 2009

Weekend fun cut short

This Saturday afternoon the AtHomeFam headed north to The Queen Mother's house. Saturday night we were planning to all go to an event at the church where I did MOST of my growing up. I moved away when I was 20 and I did, in fact, learn a few things after that.

Despite my best efforts during my first 20 years, the church had survived to celebrate it's 125th Anniversary.

Anyways, Saturday night's program turned out not to be quiet what my siblings and I had expected. Well, maybe Sis, but she is a professional church-goer. The younger four kids were well behaved for the evening's music program. My sister and I though, would have gotten our heads smacked if we had sat any closer to The Queen Mother. Bro was left out of the fun, since he was corralling kids at the far end of a row of seats. We survived by laughing our way through the night. Several inappropriate jokes and lots of wisecracks peppered the evening. Just as I remember church during my teens. Welcome home!

Sunday we spent a good chunk of time back at the church. But this was the good stuff. I saw loads of friends that I haven't shared time with in almost 20 years. There were several sets friend's parents that I got to visit through out the day. It was nice to catch up with everyone. No one seemed too surprised that we are not living the suburban, two income lifestyle. Or about the chickens. Seems like lots of people knew about the chickens...

It was a great day of reminiscing about all of the damage I caused memories I shared at this great church. We ended up skipping out on the end of the day, thanks to a monster migraine. But the day spent at home sure was nice.

3 comments:

The Father of Five said...

Was your graffiti still on the bathroom stall wall?

As a kid growing up, our neighbors were Baptist. We went to Baptist Bible camp with them... It was a lot of fun... But the cabins (rustic) were filled with graffiti... Mostly names and years to go along with the names...

But one graffiti (limerick) stuck with me, and to this day (thirty years later) I can still remember it...

"If all the girls lived across the sea, what I great swimmer I would be"

Did you have anything to do with that??

Mike said...

I can neither confirm, nor deny, that I was involved in anything unruly at church or at camp.

Besides, those records are sealed, thanks to that one, nice Juvie Court judge...

postulatesandpasttimes said...

Hey, you didn't change your name from "Jeff" did you? Cuz, me and a feller named Jeff did all kinds of things in church growing up that should have gotten us thrown out.

Let's see:
1. TP'ing (repeatedly) the youth group's leader's house. Oh, there was confetti involved also.
2. Working the sound board stone drunk one night

Ah, the memories...
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