Sunday Nov 26th –
Church was about finding the Lords will for our life.
Do we truly seek His will?
Do we really lay the decisions down for Him to control, or do we let the voices of the world, our family, friends, social media, etc., influence us more than we think and disregard what He would desire for us?
There was more, obviously, but that’s a snippet for you 😉
Post the thought provoking sermon, we went home for lunch and I, for a nap post-haste ☺️
Keeping Sunday tradition strong 😉😋
I woke up to the pitter patter of slightly smaller, quicker feet than normal and when I got upstairs the bro and his family had come over 😊
Some tales of our time apart were shared over pizza and that was Sunday for ya 😏
Monday Nov 27th –
‘Twas a day with a mission.
The first day of pie testing, for what I hope to turn into a small little local offering 😉
Pecan pie was the first to be tested 🥧🤞🏻
Truthfully, I slept in super late, so by the time I got up and then WOKE up, yes those are two different things, my day was mostly used up 😬🙈
So yes, pie was the main thing I did of value that day but really, is there anything WRONG with pie being the biggest achievement of someone’s day? 😉
The family tested the pies, post tortilla soup Mom had made for supper.
It’s one of my favourite kinds👌🏻
Dad and Mom both said the pie was disgusting.
If you were part of our family, you would realize this was an extreme compliment 😏
We don’t generally use soft, calm tones of complimentary reassurance and encouragement, we use insults.
I know we aren’t the only ones ok?!
The rest of my family does it too 😂😜
But what better way to verse extreme satisfaction or pride in someones work, then to tell them that they, or what they made, is disgusting?? 😄
Someone please tell me you understand what I’m saying? 🙈
Anyways, if you don’t get it, they thought the pie was a success and I think Dad is especially glad I’m doing this pie testing while still living with them 😏😉