Monday, May 19, 2008, Nashville, TN, 6:05 a.m., D.S.T., Nashville, Tennessee~
Dear Journal~
Bill Sandusky here. Sorry for not writing, but have been very busy, both at Wal*Mart, and here at home. Not easy wrangling over fifty kids, especially on the weekends, when they're home from school!
I have been doing fairly good: allergies have been kickin' me in the tail, as has my arthritis. My back is doing well since the surgery last year, but the rest of me is falling apart. *OW* LOL
I think I may have overdone it with the dancin' at the Breaux Bridge Crawfish Festival. I didn't dance the Cajun two-step: I danced the Cajun FOUR-step: two feet, two crutches! LOL By the time the festival was overwith, I was so stiff, so sore, I made the Tin Man look like Baryshnikov! LOL I'm sure even the Tin Man got around better than I did! LOL
Eventually, though, the stiffness went away, but on rainy days, my arthritis still screeches at me. Nothing much can be done for it except for hot baths or cold compresses on achy joints, and of course, my meds, which takes the edge off somewhat. Just have had to learn to live with it since I was diagnosed with it over eight years ago.
The kids are up, getting ready for school. The only ones who aren't are the babies and Ronee', who has a doctor's appointment at ten this morning. (Regular checkup, nothing to get too excited about. She sees her regular doctor, Dr. Emmons, who's taken care of her ever since we first got her when she was a baby.) Then Louie'll drive her to school after she's done at the doctor's.
The kids were so cute yesterday at church: they were so excited about their Bible study, and the little ones were showing me how well they drew or wrote. Some wrote poems about Jesus, and others were drawing pictures of the lesson they learned. They did a very good job with their writing and artwork; I was very proud of them.
During the service, the pastor preached about becoming bold in our witnessing to others about Christ and how to do it effectively. It was a very powerful, meaningful sermon that hit close to the heart. I have been trying to witness to others at my job at Wal*Mart, and I only hope that some got the message! All I can do is pray for them!
Louie is at work: she worked last night from seven, and she gets off in just under an hour. She'll be home by eight, after the kids have left for school; she'll only have three kids to deal with instead of over fifty, as per usual for her. LOL Hopefully she had a good night at the hospital! We shall see what we shall see once she arrives home!
Yesterday we didn't make it to breakfast, but we did make it to lunch after church. We went to our usual waterin' hole, the Golden Corral, where we had a wonderful lunch. The food there is always so fresh, pipin' hot, and readily available. The kids behaved themselves (for the most part); the littler ones kept wanting to get more ice cream or run around; we had to keep getting after them, to tell them to stay put. It was not easy!
Then Johnathon and his brother Porter started blowing papers from their straws at one another, and I had to keep telling them to stop, as the papers were going all over. They found it hilarious; they acted just like little boys instead of responsible teenagers. I guess the kid never goes away, even when you're in high school!
We always enjoy our experiences at Golden Corral: the food is always fresh, made readily available, and the staff is always so helpful, so friendly towards us. They know that we will get our fill when we come in; and they really don't mind it when our bus pulls into the parking lot.
Some of the newer employees do cringe, but soon they learn that we aren't going to eat the entire buffet, that we will leave food for other guests! LOL
They also don't mind it because they see that we keep an eyeball on our kids. They are always amazed that we can keep a tight ship like this, but when it comes to a family of our size, we have to. We really have no choice.
Well, the kids are ready; they are just waiting for their buses (or me to get their lunches, whichever comes first). I will go now; I will write in here again soon. I don't write nearly as much in my journal as Louie does in hers. I just wanted to write in here, to let y'all know I haven't died. LOL Until later, this is Bill signing off! Take care and God bless!
~Bill. :)
