If the sermon's no good today...

If the sermon's no good today, blame it on the fire ants. Seriously. Yesterday, we had a great day at the lake with a ton of friends. BUT, while walking to the lake and making sure none of the kids stepped on a "south Texas dirt dune" otherwise known as an ant hill, you guessed it...I found one of my own. Yep, about 10 bites in all the wrong places. I feel like Fred Flintstone when he had to use his feet as brakes to stop the car. My feet are smokin'.

Thanks again to Shad and Laura for the tubing and to Ed and Sherry for the hospitality! We had a blast.