Didja hear me? Elation and Joy.
That's right.
I said it.
I feel no remorse in leaving you behind. In the dust. Wondering "what in the world happened to Krista?"
Well ... let's catch you up. Now that I've insulted all my readers and alienated the any who may have been interested. Haha.
The purpose of (most) of my family coming down was to be a part of Rhiannon's baptism.
The only sad thing about the day is that it meant the next day was when everyone but my mom headed home. I hate having my family live so far from me. Some days it tears me apart inside because I am so torn on whether I am doing the right thing living in Texas when they ALL live within 20 minutes of each other in Alberta.
The sweetest, most tender moment between the girls happened the Sunday they were packing to leave. The girls had asked about Rhiannon going up to Canada with them and then flying home.
"I have $11 .... I have $60 ... I have $27 ... If we add it all together we'd have ..." I got chocked up. It was such a sweet moment. Knowing these babies love each other so much that they are all willing to sacrifice money they have been saving/earning for at least the last year ... it killed me!
The "adults" (yeah, I am still childish enough to giggle when I think of being considered an adult when my parents are around) all went to Joe's Crab Shack one night and I partook of my first crab. I admit it, crab has intimidated me in the past. I have never gone out to eat with anyone that has ordered it so I had no idea how to get into the suckers!

Before my mom headed home we went over to Mesquite and participated in the weekly (seasonal) rodeo they hold out there.

Took the kids out to watch the Perseid meteor shower ... Rhiannon was asleep way before the first star shot across the sky,


I went in the on the 16th of August for my Citizenship Naturalization Test and found it ridiculously easy. Seriously. I studied for how long ... for THAT?!?! Humbug! However, it was cause for celebration and a few good friends and I went out to celebrate my Americanization by eating ... French food @ Cadot in Dallas. An odd choice, maybe ... but darn! Was it ever tasty! The service couldn't have been better; the Chef/owner came by himself twice to check on our meals and indulge in chat about various French dishes. Delightful!
I took the boy back to school shopping and quickly learned that we both have the same patience level for that tomfoolery.

School started way too early ... I could have handled a few more weeks of sleeping in ;)

2 comments:
thanks for the update, I for one love reading your blog
Ahh...good crab memories!
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