Saturday, June 12, 2010
So. Baptist Convention 2010 Day One
The Husband and I travel fairly well together. We split the driving and stop a lot to look around. Our most serious discussions involve what kind of music we are going to listen to, so I get to choose when I'm driving, and he gets to choose when he's driving. He will always pick some of the craziest mess you have ever heard. (He'd say the same thing about my choices.) How crazy? Local call in AM stations--like the kind of show hosted by Mrs. Betsy Mae Vale's Country Call In Prayer Hour where folks call in and sing through the phone and onto the radio. Old country stations playing stuff he's never even heard of before (and that's saying something since he knows all of the old crying-in-your-beer songs ever recorded.) Or bluegrass. Enough said.
Here's an example of what we find amusing on the road--this is a fast food mall on the side of the freeway. Have no idea why exactly, but this cracked us both up. We both took photos of it like a couple of good 'uns.
We also enjoy convention, because it is a time of rest and relaxation away from home and the kids. Going to see people preach instead of being the preacher is very enjoyable for The Husband, and I get something out of it too. We also do a little shopping and sleeping and eating (our favorite). It's just the best of all worlds. (The kids might not agree so much having been left at home, when they discover that I can actually look out of this hotel room and see the Disney World fireworks show.)