The Amory Railroad Festival isn’t quite in full swing, but the FUMC Food Booth…aka The Chicken Coop is becoming a time sucker. I’m away for just a little bit, but about to head back up there. It’s fun, but sometimes it seems there’s not much going on and I’m expected to just sit there…other times it’s slammed packed w/ activity and it’s not so bad then.

We told a lot of people at the church yesterday about the pregnancy. We’re excited, but some of the girls at church were screaming and jumping up and down and looking like they were about to cry. It’s good to feel appreciated, I reckon.

Gotta dress the kid in some warm clothes for the night and head back up there.