Power Source. Singing Saints.

Power Source:

This morning found us without power in parts of the highly secure gated community. Yes, those type of things really do happen here too... Apparently what our guys, and this hubby and wife needed was just some serious down time. We were all so cold (hey, our version of cold for Texas) that we climbed in our bed and snuggled. We dozed off and on or talked about things. Then, stomachs started rumbling...

One thing about an all electric house? When the power is out... No cooking going on even if there are some amazing left-overs from New Years. Not even the microwave can pop that all important corn that Travman so enjoys. So, out to lunch the five of us went... looking like we had just rolled out of bed.. naturally... because, well? We had....

Singing Saints:

As we were walking in to one of our favorite pizza joints... there came that white van our family knows so well... The guys all said, "Ut oh! Better get in quick before all the pizza is gone." Sure enough... they started piling in all dressed in red. Way too cute. Them... not us mind you...

Hugs and conversations were had. As we were leaving, they told me I needed to come with them on their next stop... I had on a red shirt also. Brother G lovingly and graciously shared with them that no they really did not want me to join their singing group... not even for one song. Laughter was abundant!

Mixed in with the Saints also came in jamming Ray... He sat at the table next to us. We could not help but talk about all the noise Ray's electric guitar makes during our local body's contemporary service. We also had to laugh about how much fun we've all been having playing the Wii.. According to Ray, he is a pro golfer now!

The power just came back on... No doubt the living room is a bowling alley now.

The Source of Real Power never was turned off. And those Singing Saints sure can eat... especially one named Ginny...