dual personalities

Well, I survived my trip to three coal mines in three days. By the end, I was so worn out that I rolled up to the hotel still wearing my steel-toe boots and neon safety vest while checking in. The company’s COO said to me, in his Australian accent, “You look like a regular mina!” Thankfully, the Courtyard by Marriott in Evansville has a bar.

When I picked up Mr. Smith from the kennel, he looked like he was auditioning for the part of Harry in Harry the Dirty Dog. That is to say, he was D-I-R-T-Y. Like the dirtiest I have ever seen him. He had a good time. And he’ll get his usual Friday bath at the dog spa. Now that I think about it, Mr. Smith actually looked like he’d been at work in a coal mine.

I think iphone corrected the dirt. Seriously.

While I was driving home tonight I heard part of the JOY Couch Concert with Blessing Offor. He told a story about how he grew up in Nigeria and only listened to Christian or praise music. But when he moved to America he thought all music was Christian. He thought Bob Dylan’s “To Make You Feel My Love” was a Christian song. Funnily enough, I’ve heard people debate this at my church. I think it passes. (Even if it does make me think of the movie Hope Floats).

What do you think? And here’s a Blessing Offor song as a bonus.

Well, hello, readers. And a happy Friday. We made it once more to the weekend. I know Mr. Smith is ready.

I am ready too. It was a short week for me, but busy nonetheless. As my mother noted, I successfully got through the Washington’s Birthday Wreath Laying at Lafayette Park. And looked lovely on TV in my puffy coat and pom pom hat.

This was all after I exhausted my social battery at the women’s retreat hosted by my church. It was a lovely day and a half event–but boy was I pooped when it was over! However, I will note that I have grown to really appreciate the women’s ministry. In this modern age, it is refreshing to have events that are geared to women but without expectations or judgement for place in life. I highly recommend finding a church with a strong and active women’s ministry.

And now, to step off my soap box, I thought I would share a few dog related memes. Because I know that’s really why you came to see the Friday post.

Funnily enough, my roommate at the retreat and I discovered we are neighbors. And when I was describing my house, I was like my dog is always in the window and he barks at everyone who walks by. She knew which one was mine.

I’m off to Indiana next week for several days for work. Mr. Smith will head to his favorite place, the kennel. Prayers for safe travel!