Monday, April 23, 2007

Last Hurrah Before the Hooah

Okay...so I am into corny titles ; )

We just got back from a few days of R and R at Branson, MO. We had such a great time. We planned this trip so we could have a last get-a-way as a family before I leave for CHBOLC. God blessed us so greatly with a fantastic trip.

Probably the biggest laugh we got was from my little girl. We went to the Dixie Stampede on Friday night. (For those who do not know, it is an indoor show with an old south theme. It is complete with music, singing, and a horse show...all in-doors and all while you eat a whole (small) roasted chicken (and other fixin's) with your bare hands because they don't give you silverware.

As we pull up to the place, my daughter enthusiastically reads the sign out front.

"Hey..." she exlcaims "we get to see southern bellies at this show." My wife, my 15 year old, and I exchange a puzzled look as we try to figure out what she is talking about. Why in the world would we want to see a southern belly?

Then I realize she has misread the sign that says we will get to see a real "Southern Belle."

Five weeks and counting. Thank you God, for your grace.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

i was starting to wonder what kind of show u were going to ?????? (just kidding) well it sounds like fun !!!

Ken said...

Beth,
It does kind of make you wonder doesn't it ;) Have a great day!

Anonymous said...

I've lived near Branson for 12 years and I've never seen the Southern Bellies at Dixie Stampede.

No silverware? Not even a soup spoon?

Anonymous said...

CH Ken,

That is great. I love kids.

Only 5 more weeks. You have got to be kidding. I thought we still had six months? My how time flies. Can't wait to see you brother.

Ken said...

TO AMY
Well...I still haven't seen the southern bellies at Dixie Stampede because my wife wouldn't let me look ;) (just kidding...not that I would want to look....whatever they are!!) and, yes...no silverware...not even a spoon...but they were kind enough to serve the soup in a bowl with a handle. I am just thankful the entre' was not spaghetti!!

TO CH KAY
I know, brother...five weeks. I feel like we are getting ready to engage at warp factor five by now (oh no...did I use a Star Trek reference??? Rats...what are people going to think of me now??? ;)