How's your summer going?

So, how's your summer going? When people ask me that, my brain freezes. It's like my computer when its trying to download a picture file. The papers are shuffling, but hardly any progress is being made.

I'm not sure what keeps me so busy--it's so much I don't have time to think about it. I used to make a daily "to do" list (learned that in a YMCA sponsored employee training event years ago). I carried my list around on a yellow legal pad. If I diverted from what was written on my list, I'd write it down (after I diverted) and cross it off--just for the joy of scratching through the list! At the end of the day I took everything that wasn't "scratched" and relocate it to tomorrow's list.

But now? Every once in while I create a "to do" list for my week. I print it off and carry it around with me. But sometimes the little corners get torn off to wrap used gum--and the edges get filled with grocery lists. And somewhere in the middle of "meet so and so at such and such" I'm asked, "so, how's your summer going?" And for the life of me, I don't know!

Even chickens run around a bit after their heads are chopped off! So--a few things do come to my mind: I remember fireworks at the Braves game and 2 homeruns (July 2). I also remember fireworks in my driveway (up close and personal) when TJ and Drake lit the fuses. I remember TJ calling to say, "Mom, I was just now in a car accident!" And Mikel calling to say, "I jumped off a 25 foot cliff!" I also remember Kaleigh suffering every known side affect possible after I insisted she get the immunizations for her upcoming trip to East Asia.

I faintly remember agreeing to teach conferences at Ridgecrest (next week) and booking flights to Germany (departing September 4). I do remember serving over 1000 hotdogs on Sunday, and challenging couples to pray together. But other than that, I'm not sure how my summer's going. I think it's good. In fact, I'm sure it is.

How's yours?