Our Hangout

This past weekend's fun!

On the weekend my in-laws showed up and Vania's dad (and me with a little last minute contribution) put up Vania's much desired porch swing. It's not just any porch swing as he made it himself in his basement over the winter months. It'll be something we treasure for a long time.

While we were putting up the porch swing...something funny/ok I'm not sure it was funny, happened.

Shane one of our town men (with a pretty nasty reputation) showed up at the "drug house". I'll just refer to it as that from now on. Anyway, Shane has been to our church a bunch of times and I've gotten to know him somewhat. I actually have a picture of him holding Marcelo at Church. Anyway, when he showed up, I thought I'd walk over to say hi. I did. I shouldn't have. As we were talking he somehow got the idea (nothing I said - trust me) that I was the one who ratted out my neighbours to the police and proceeded to tell my neighbours that. At the same time someone he didn't like showed up and a fight broke out. (He nicely told me I had to leave before this happened). I just walked back to the porch and observed. He threw a few things, broke a few things and left. I thought the fun was over. It was just about to begin. All of a sudden the daughter in my neighbours house stepped out of their door held back by two people screaming and pointing at me..."YOU F*** RAT!" My father in law looked at me puzzled and asked, "is she talking to you?" The people holding her pulled her back in the house after a few more colorful expelitives and I decided to walk over. The mom (she was the one arrested two weeks ago) came back out and we talked. I didn't know what to say really, so I said, I don't know what you've been told, but we didn't call the police on you. We talked some more, she was pretty pleasant, and I told her, since they know I'm a pastor, that God loved them. She shook my hand and I walked away. I don't really know where this leaves things. I'm as much expecting something to happen to my property as anything else. But that's the risk you take. Oh well, we'll see where this goes. This is where the wheels of love meet the road and although I'm learning as I go, I know that this is where Jesus wants me.

Yesterday was mother's day, had a good morning, a lot of the family showed up for lunch, I slept through that, and then in the evening we kids/mom and I went on a bike ride together. The first of many this year we hope.

We came back home just in time to catch the Survivor finale. I remembered why I'd stopped watching Survivor a few seasons ago. Sometimes there's just someone who deserves to win, and you really wish they will win and they did all they could to win, and although a nice guy (as nice as they come I guess) won - but still not the guy who deserved it. It was a disappointment to me. Not that you care.

I mentioned last Friday that Senzenina was throwing up all day Friday. Well, today, Monday was the first day she was able to eat and keep things down. As a result she's lost a bit of weight, which she doesn't have a lot of to begin with. Marcelo caught whatever she had, but seems to be a little more resilient to it than she was, almost back to normal with him.

And that my friends was my weekend!

Posted by ed