follow the yellow brick road

I went hiking today with my sister and friends. It was a Paris Mountain trail I had not been on before. It is amazing what you can accomplish when you want to have fun with your friends despite being "broken." I hadn't even recovered from Hill's shindig yesterday. But I would not be hindered. And I made it too! I hope I don't regret it. Naw, I won't. I'll get all the fun in I can this week and recover next week.

On the way back from the trail to the car, we started singing various songs (from checkable sources). I was with Bob Jones students after all. We finally got to the Yellow brick road somehow, and since we were heading back to BJ, I guess we were off to see the Wizard.

I decided who was who: Dianna was Dorothy -- just for alliteration's sake; Christa was the Scarecrow...Hey, she's my sister I can say that she doesn't have a brain and still love her; Greg was the Cowardly Lion because he is "afraid" of snakes (I use sarcastic quotemarks.), and we did see him jump when he thought he saw one, or maybe he was trying to protect Dorothy? I was the Tin Man, because I'm rusty and walk funny -- and Jen says I have no heart.

Anyway, we had a marvelous time. We went to Pizza Hut for dinner, then to Atlanta Bread for cheese cake and coffee (yuck!) and tea.

Then I came home to practice with the Youngs. I'm taking up my accompanist role that I enjoy so much.

And look at me, I'm going to bed early.