I'm sitting on the floor in the southwest corner of our living room, borrowing wireless from "Angie's Place" (a neighbor we haven't met yet) on Dave's laptop because the keyboard to my computer is packed in an unopened box somewhere and I can't remember our AT&T password. That was a run-on. Fitting because our life is kind of a run-on right now.
We moved last weekend, the very same weekend the City of San Mateo decided to block and repave our street. Dave asked the construction foreman if we could park the moving truck in front for an hour or so. He mumbled something about lots of millions of dollars and said no. So that didn't work out so well.
But after two long days, TONS of help from great friends, we're in our new place. And I still have to pinch myself when I wake up. I also have to unpack 872 boxes in our garage. And find my glasses. And my keyboard.
Hope Church's 2nd Easter Sunday was yesterday. We had planned for another outdoor service like last year, but the rain came and changed things up a bit. God continues to gently remind us that His plans are always better that ours.
60+ packed into Grandmum's house. And I took one really bad picture.
Kim did a great job capturing the morning. Read her post here.
After service, 60+ joined our 872 unpacked boxes for a potluck brunch at our new house for rich time of fellowship.
Later in the afternoon, we headed up to my parents for dinner and celebrated Ashlyn's birthday.
I can't believe she's 4. I love these pictures of her.
We're celebrating with her little friends tonight. Dinner at Red Robin. The invite was a text sent out last week.
That's just kind of how we roll these days.