Ctrl + Alt + Delete

I'm very high tech and computer saavy, as you can see by my title of this here blog post.

Or, I know that everytime I start to have a panic attack at work, I hit Ctrl+Alt+Delete and then my computation machine turns off and everything gets very quiet and I take a deep breath and when I turn it back on everything is better and I can breathe again.

This weekend was a ctrl+alt+delete kind of weekend for me. And boy, was it necessary.

Houston Project is over. It was alot of work, alot of exhaustion, and very, very much worth it. Our last night I had 28 kids in my class and 12 of them prayed the prayer with me to accept Jesus. It was wonderful and I bawled my eyes out when those sweet ones left. I am continuing to pray for them as they are going back into their environments and living arrangements that are less than ideal... but asking that God would be a shield around them and protect them.

With Grant being in Pittsburgh for part of the week, me working full time everyday and then going to Houston Project and not getting home till after 10:00 every night, I was exhausted and desparately needed a break. Thank the Lord I got one...

Friday night, Grant and I had a nice nice dinner at the Monarch restaurant in Hotel Zaza. It was very fancy and fun... and then we went to the MICHAEL BUBLE concert!! I love Michael Buble. He is one of my very most favorites.... and the concert was amazing. He did not disappoint and frankly exceeded my expectations. Plus, he is surprisingly hilarious.

Then on Saturday, ladies and gentlemen, we slept in. Oh yes we did. We slept in. It was glorious. Then I spent the rest of day doing the obscene amount of laundry spilling out of my closet and getting some grocery shopping done. We had no butter, no bread, no milk, no meat, no cheese, no cereal, no waffles, no water bottles, no dog food. Clearly...I needed to get myself together......

I made lasagna for dinner and it has enough for us to eat leftovers all week!

Then today we woke up, went to church, went to lunch with our great friends at YardHouse, and then came home and napped while listening to the rain. When I woke up, I stayed in bed and read the newspaper and magazines. Carrie Underwood and her husband's first dance was to a Brandon Heath song. I learned that in People magazine. Adorable.

Now, I'm laying on the couch, blogging and watching Cold Case.

We SO DESPARATELY needed this weekend. Reboot. Relax. Rejuvenate.

Have a wonderful week!