My Thighs are Hot...

...From the laptop just sitting on my lap for hours, emanating all that heat, while I'm passed out from exhaustion.

I showered and got ready for bed, I got into bed, sat up with my laptop on my lap so I could write a quick post of the day's events before I went to sleep... and then I apparently passed out somewhere between opening Internet Explorer and logging onto blogger...

so here's SUNDAY'S POST:

48 hours are up and I was able to do most things on my enormous to-do list!

Today was another jampacked Sunday for me...

Woke up early (after sleeping for a couple of hours because I'd been working on printing and binding the last batch of music books) and headed to church for the music course. Oh, by the way, a new development in the music school: it has a name! The school is called Centro Muimbi Yethu... it means 'Our Music' in Kimbundu. Anyways, the students were very glad to receive their new material... they're excited to have some formal homework :)

After the classes, I rushed over to Tio Terencio's house where I showered and changed into the clothes for the wedding, and then I caught a taxi to the church where we were meeting to head to the wedding. The people already in the taxi were in the midst of a conversation in which one guy was describing a horrible accident between two other taxis that had taken place this morning. After some minutes of conversation, which included him describing all the gory details such as the people that died, the driver that lost an eye, the little kid that got ran over when one of the taxis lost control ( :( ), etc, he said 'Look! the taxis are still there!' and he pointed to the scene of the accident. Yeah, the road had been cleared, but the two taxis involved had been placed on the side of the road and we could all see the extensive damage to both of them... He then went on to say something about 'we got out through that side...' and that's when it dawned on me... 'Wait,' I said, 'You were IN the car? You walked out of that alive???' I thought he had heard about it or witnessed it or something... but no, he was telling the story from first-hand experience!... Wow, he had been immensely blessed. He walked out with not even a scratch!

Anyways, a little bit later the taxi ride came to an end and we all parted ways, but not without making sure we all stated that he was blessed, God was definitely looking out for him.

After that large dose of reality, I got to the church and found out the rest of the group was running late (of course). So I just sat in the shade of some banana trees and dozed off for an hour while I waited for the guys to get ready and our ride to arrive (I know, could I BE more African? lol).

Finally our ride arrived and we headed to the other church, where the wedding was taking place. When we got there, get this: Everything and everyone was running late... EXCEPT the bride. By this time we were already like 2 hours behind schedule. She was the only one that had been on time and she had just been sitting in the decorated car waiting for everyone else to be ready for the ceremony to start. She musta been hecka annoyed! At least she had AC in the car...

Finally the wedding started... we played the music, sang the songs, watched the seemingly endless processional (seriously, she had like a million people in her wedding party. And they all marched sloooowwwwlly up the aisle.), listened to the seemingly endless sermon, and then it was finally over. The wedding was nice... but I was tired and hungry so I was ready to get outta there. Then we headed to the reception where we were ushered to our VIP table (yay for wedding bands, lol) and ate some GOOD food that satiated our hungry stomachs. Finally, it was night time and time to head home. When I got home, I showered and got into my pj's, and I got into bed and pulled out my laptop so I could write a blog post.

But we all know how that ended... lol.