Showing posts with label paddling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paddling. Show all posts

Friday, February 1, 2008

A full weekend

Our social worker is a total go-getter. She's been emailing me questions left and right so our homestudy paperwork will be all ready go once she visits our house on Tuesday. For those of you who know where we live, she's in for an adventure.

We've got a full weekend planned. Caroline is sleeping over at Mama Norma (M-na) and Papa Connie's tonight so I can get to Goodwill when the doors open. I perused the racks last week and found her a great winter coat for $2. It has a faux fur collar, and whenever she wears it she strokes the fur and says, "Ooooooohhh!" Tomorrow, everything is half price. After that, M-na and Papa and I are taking Little C to a Tennessee Tech basketball game, her first (and maybe her last til she grows up...we'll see). Then we're heading to Sarah's birthday party (she's turning 2), then the Dodson Branch Fish Fry, where I will undo all my good exercise for the week.

If you're wondering where Spence is in all this, he's tearing down the Johnson's barn next door. It's a piece of Roaring River history, so it's going to be sad when it's gone.

Roaring River and Spring Creek are both up, so we may skip out on church and paddle...if we can find someone who would like to watch Little C on Super Bowl Sunday. If Spence weren't our trusty trip leader, he would be the perfect babysitter as he's still not sure which teams are playing. Bless his heart. My hubby is a talented, happening guy, but football is not his forte. And I'm thankful for that!

Friday, January 11, 2008

One More Christmas

We celebrate Christmas with my dad this Saturday. We'll go to Maggiano's for a family-style Italian lunch, to Sunrise (our Nashville house) to trade gifts, then to Pleasant View to cheer on Jesi's wrestling team. Caroline is staying with Nana and Papaw the rest of the weekend so Spence and I can have a date. Of course, our definition of date is different from most. We'll probably go to the Tellico or a Cumberland Plateau river with fellow paddlers during the day and watch reruns of The Office at night. How married are we?

This is me on the Tellico River last spring.


This is Spence (and his brother Todd) on the upper Tellico.


Then we head back to Nashville on Monday to be poked, prodded and grilled about our adoption intentions (e.g., psych test). We'll let you know how it goes.