On Monday night, we took the kids to a health care town meeting here in Birmingham. At least that's what we tried to do. The town meeting was scheduled to take place at 7:00 pm, and it was located about 10 minutes from our house. We left at 6:30 pm so we could get there a little early (or so we thought). Apparently, so did every other person within a 50-mile radius of Birmingham, because traffic was stopped completely a mile-and-a-half from the meeting's location. We inched through traffic for about 30 minutes before finally deciding to abort the plan and take the kids to Chick-Fil-A instead. Right after we gave up, our friends, the Pollard's, (who had left earlier than us), called to say that the event wasn't allowing anyone else in, anyway. The Pollard's actually made it into the parking lot before they were turned away. So, we all agreed to salvage the evening by meeting at Chick-Fil-A down the road and using the free ice cream coupons we'd been carrying around for weeks. We were still stuck in traffic for another 15 minutes just trying to get to Chick-Fil-A, so they beat us there as well. My phone rang while we were still waiting in traffic. It was Quenta, who informed us that Chick-Fil-A was out of ice cream. Their truck hadn't arrived that day, for some unknown reason. At this point, we were both laughing at the consistently disappointing circumstances. Our family finally arrived at Chick-Fil-A, only to realize that Ethan is just at the age that he can climb up much farther than he can climb down on their particular playground equipment. That, combined with the lack of ice cream, convinced us to all load back up in the cars and go to McDonald's across the street. That proved to be the best move of the evening (even though it did look like it was going to pour the whole time we were out on the playground). We ended up staying for over an hour and all had a great time.
It seems like no matter how many things go wrong, when our family gets together with the Pollard's, we all refuse to let circumstances ruin our fun. This has proved true even when camping out in the pouring down rain with five preschoolers!
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What a day! It's nice to hear that you, too, are concerned about the possible healthcare changes. Obviously, it affects you on two levels, just like it does us: job and your own health care, too. Sigh. We are praying!
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