Yesterday morning my mom, her neighbor Kay, and I headed down I-83 to pick up her daughter from the airport. Laura had been in India for several months working with disabled children, and so despite being awake since Tuesday, Indian time, she had lots of stories to share as we drove home from BWI. Laura and I are only about 2 years apart in age and grew up playing together in the span of backyards between our houses. She has an incredible story of her own to share, surviving a really painful burn accident, but her love for Jesus and compassion for others just radiates out of her bright smile and joyful approach to life.
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As soon as Mom and I got back and ate a quick lunch, we started working on the corn crop she had brought over that morning. Pete had graciously husked it for us while we were on the road, and so all that remained was to cook, cut it off the cob, and store it in 1/2 pint freezer bags. It seemed like a small amount compared to what we've done in previous years, but we were both grateful it wasn't larger. After sitting for nearly 4 hours in a car, standing over a hot stove in a steamy (though air conditioned) kitchen, then sitting in the heat & humidity outside to eliminate corn juice being splattered all over the place...we were tired! After dinner I crashed onto the couch--literally--and hardly moved the rest of the night.
Here's some pictures for those curious about the process. Natalia really enjoyed moving (er--throwing) the cooked corn cobs from bin to bin to cool them off. Yum...there's nothing like fresh corn from the garden!
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Tonight we're going to go watch my home church's softball team play in the playoffs. Right now they're ranked in 2nd place. Natalia LOVES watching baseball, seeing some of Mommy's extended family, clapping and yelling "hit the ball guys!" Of course she also remembers that they sell "LOLLABOPS" at the snack bar! :o)
