Accept the Job

The PTA President (my friend) texted me to see if I could help with an event - the Blitz event for babes who sold at least 12 items for the fundraiser. Get it... 12.

I said yes. Wholeheartedly.

I also volunteered to do signs, decor, and treats. Because of course, I wanted to make signs, like I used to all the time.

I should have bought Skittles as treats, even though Marshawn is gone. Ugh. Freaking Marshawn.

I was glad I could accept the job so I could be there with my babes, and Blitz of course.

Staircase to Heaven

This post is not to be confused with the Led Zeppelin song, "Stairway to Heaven."

Because in reading the lyrics, even though I've heard the song a bunch of times, I have to be honest. I had no idea what the crap Mr. Page or Mr. Plant were even talking about. I had to research it's meaning online.

The song speaks of a woman acquiring much wealth, only to find that she truly couldn't find happiness or her way into heaven.

But unlike the song, when you are on this trail, one could easily find little pieces of heaven, without spending any money. Little miracles of beauty and life. Little ways to see how amazing our Heavenly Father and His son are for giving us this Earth. And imagine what it must be like as we take the Staircase to Heaven.

We stopped in a little town before Staircase and had some fun too.