Breakfast, Babies, and Bruce

The day started with my husband announcing that he was making me breakfast. "What do you want? Sausage? Eggs? Pancakes?" He is getting worried about me physically and emotionally. But I insisted that I can make it another 28 days.

Thank God it was a good day. Honestly, that's amazing for a Saturday prior to a morning of preaching.

I'm pretty excited that my mentor asked me to preach for her tomorrow on Laity Sunday...at three churches. It's going to be an eye-opener!  Services will take place in three different churches in three different communities at 9:00, 10:00, and 11:00 am.

Today I took both my girls to my niece's baby shower in Wichita. It will be the first great grand baby for my folks. This also means that I will have a sister who is a grandma. It is hard to believe that we've reached this point in our lives. I must say that I am anxious to meet little Miss Gracie Leigh in a few months.

I didn't even cringe at the cupcakes and punch, but chatted happily with my sister, daughters, and friends.

On the way home the girls and I talked about the approaching Bruce Springsteen concert as we listened to his music. "Are you counting down the days?" Ha! "Have you seen him before, momma?" Nope. But my favorite question was, "What are you most excited about...Bruce or food?"

Hmm...

I'll put it this way, I can eat at midnight. But if the concert goes on until 1:00 or 2:00 or even 3:00 am, we won't be leaving early.