I am skipping chapel to write this. Shhh don't tell JBU.
This weekend we are going to St Louis to the National Youth Worker's Convention. I am terribly excited about this as I am looking at is as a mini-vacation right in the middle of school. For some reason I have always wanted to go to St Louis and now I get to. Oh, and also it is free.
Did you hear what I just said? Free. Yes, free. Since this is a work thing for Rusty, the church is paying for us to go, which is a good thing because otherwise we would have to walk to St Louis, eat grass and shredded tires on the way, and sneak in a window to actually attend the convention. It finally happened, I ate through Rusty's entire paycheck. (Ok maybe I am exaggerating slightly. Just a little.)
I was not excited about last year's convention namely because I didn't get to go. In fact, it was a pretty horrific weekend for me. Please refer to the spiders.
I am considering blogging from the convention, assuming we have internet access. If not, I'll take extensive notes and blog when we get home. I'm shaking in my boots a little about it though. Normally I write about things like cat wars, being pregnant, and smart tips for gardening (like wearing gloves). Occasionally I'll write about God, and dabble very shallowly in theology. Ok maybe I don't dabble in theology, maybe I just write about my opinion of Christians.
If I was to blog from the convention I would be blogging about Tony Jones, Tony Campolo, and Marko. Not to mention lots of other people that I have never heard of, but who are undoubtedly much smarter than me. It would be like Matt blogging about the complexities of maternity clothes.