discardia

Wellllllll….

On Upward Bound tour finally. Left home at 4:45 am this morning.

Been kind of dreading it for a while just due to the amount of work that it takes on my part, the amount of stress it puts on my wife, and the amount of time it takes out of vacation time at work. It is kind of stressful to be in charge of twenty or so kids (or lack of in charge, since they are teenagers). But still… to be responsible for the safety and well being of all these kids can be a bit dragging at times.

That and my wife is kind of borderline psycho the entire two and half weeks. Like not knife in the shower crazy, but kind of catnip in a cat hospital crazy. A moving whirlwind of stress to say the least. And fitful like a bad storm, coming and going, you never know what type of sky you are going to have next. Rainy and windy, or a gentle break and sunny, or thunder peals and bright flashes of magnesium white lightening.

A tempest.

At least I got the king seat. Yee - ha. The King Seat. Like the exit row on an airplane, but on a bus instead. Tons of leg room to kick back and enjoy yourself. Yay for me.

We are in Amarillo tonight. Had the concert already. The kids were very shaky for their first concert, which is understandable, but cringing was still seen in the ranks fo the chaperones at times. Scrreeeeeeeeccccccchhhhh - flllllllaaaaaaaaaatttttttt - *shudder*.

Cool to have a couple of my Amarillo co-workers in the audience though. Jim, Kevin, and Rachel all came. That was a first. Generally we never have friendly faces in the audience that we know. I like Jim and Kevin… they gave a hilarious rendition of just how hickish parts of Amarillo are with the tires in the yard and bathtubs full of flowers. I laughed hard enough to shed a few tears… cause we drove through that nieghborhood when we came into town.

We are spending the night on the floor of the church and tomorrow after service it is onto the Big Springs for a concert at a retirement home.

I already miss my dogs. I know that sounds lame. But they are kind of like kids to me. So silly how a bundle of fur attaches to your heartstrings like a person. So easy to anthropomorphize the dogs - assigning them personalities and feelings (even voices!). Oh well.

On to day 2!