Even Dumbledore appreciated socks.
Last Sunday it POURED and I could have swam across the church parking lot to get to the college house. While the feeling of your clothes sticking to you like a second layer of skin is not fun in the least, this had allowed for our college group to get creative-ish. We moved the portable heater into the kitchen and crowded around it, until we realized we had more people than we had room around the heater. So we turned on the oven (DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME, KIDS) and propped it open, and pretty soon the kitchen was super toasty and we even had our socks "hung out to dry"~ it was after all this happened I remembered that there was a dryer in the basement, it's just that it didn't occur to us to use it because no one ever goes down there. So we gathered everyone's socks and threw them in along with a handful of dryer sheets! We were barefoot and cold (the pastors made us leave the kitchen -after turning everything off- to hold bible study in the sun room) but then half way through one of the boys went down and grabbed our socks out of the dryers. I'm telling you, dry socks makes everything 1Ox more bearable.
When I woke up this morning it was raining again and my first thought was to grab an extra pair of socks and stick it in my bag. Lesson learned!
This picture of my nephew & niece was posted just the other day --

What cuties. Now, after reading this entry... guess what I'm going to buy them for Christmas? ;)

