Tomorrow IS Another Day

Philippians 1:3 sums it up:  "I thank my God every time I think of you."  And I do mean all of you! 

Yesterday afternoon and evening, I laughed and laughed at all of your supportive comments after my rant.  I even shared them with my mother (Mimi) who doubled over a few times!  It's so nice to know you have all been there... And it did make me feel better to write it out.  Travelbugmom, thanks for mentioning that.  Aundrea suggested that I close my eyes, put my fingers in my ears and say "La-la-la-la!"  Entertaining Mom gave me the rundown of her psycho children (and I say that will all love and affection!) afternoon.  And Mama Henley kindly reminded my that "tomorrow is another day".

Well, guess what?  I didn't have to wait for tomorrow!  Actually, that afternoon turned out to be lovely!  Daddy calmed down after the SUV catastrope and hitched the boat up to Mimi's SUV for a lovely outing on the Wacamaw and Pee Dee rivers.  It was just fabulous with all children getting along, listening to adults, and having a marvelous time.  We stayed out for about three hours and were able to share all sorts of treats and historical places with Sumter's friend:  plantations on the banks of the rivers, Sandy Island, where descendants of southern slaves still live and call home...  and this 10 foot gator swimming in one of the fingers of the river!

Stay turned for more tales and pictures from yesterday's historic adventure... It did turn out to be slightly Golden after all!