Identity Theft Retreat Day 2

Got the wake-up call at 7:15, then the alarm went off at 7:25 (a back-up alarm – if I had 2 or 3 more, I could be like Jason and Rachel.)

We were going to try to make it to breakfast at the camp but it didn’t happen. Took a lukewarm shower (not Justin’s fault) then threw on some clothes. Packed our stuff and headed out of Lewisville. Stopped for a Chick-Fil-A biscuit and listened to Stephen Curtis’ “All Things New” record as we drove. Got to the camp just in time for the morning set.

Typical second day/first set – everybody’s sleepy and a little lethargic. We did run “I Am Glad” into “How Great is Our God,” which went well.

Robert did a good lesson and then we hung out. I called Krist and then snacked on a couple of granola bars. Shelly came by and asked us what we wanted to do for lunch. Hot dogs are tempting and all, but we opted for Chili’s.

We went to the mall, walked around let everybody stare at us with the dog. It was cool. They thought I was a trainer or something.

Chili’s was good. Chicken Crispers – the greasiest meal ever. I love grease.

Took a long lunch then headed back to the camp. Got back about 2 and ran the set through with Justin. He did a great job all weekend.

Last session was good. Good worship, good lesson. As we wrapped up, Rob decided he would go ahead and back me up on percussion next week at FBC Sanger's Senior Sunday.

Justin and I headed out around 4:50pm. Of course, the drive home is never as exciting as the drive to the gig, so we were both a bit more quiet. We listened to some more music, stopped in Jacksonville for a bathroom break and some dinner and shot home.

All said and done, home by 9:15.