On Thursday, we got an invite for dinner from a new family in our church. They asked if we could get together on Saturday evening. I had a few things to work out, but told the lady that for sure we could, and I would call her back.

The biggest thing that I was trying to arrange was a place for Jun to go. This family has 2 little boys, Jeremy’s age and one younger. I figured that my girls could play together, and J and their little guy could play together, and the 3 year old is not really into “playing with” somebody yet, and that just left Jun. I wasn’t really sure that an 11 year old would have a lot of fun with us, but figured that as a last resort he might just have to tag along. We called another homestay family, and they said that they’d get back to us. They still hadn’t by Saturday morning. That was a little frustrating as we didn’t have time then to make other arrangements. I felt bad. The worst part is that Jun told the Saturday Program Directors that he was going over to this kids house, and without contacting us or the other homestay parents – they just dropped the 2 kids off at the other kids house. There wasn’t even a parent home to supervise. So ridiculous – this is exactly what we have been talking about. You can’t rely on an 11 year old for instructions – there has to be communication between the adults. They also dropped them off at 1:30pm. This is after telling us in a phone conversation on Thursday that the program would be finished at 2:30-3pm and then handing us a notice on Saturday morning that said that the program would be finished between 3-4pm. SERIOUSLY!!! WHAT GIVES!!!

We were supposed to be heading out to the new family’s house at around 4pm. Just before 4pm we got a call for a telephone interview from the Koren Program. We asked what was going on with the kids, and they had to have the director call us back. UNREAL! They messed up again and all because of a lack of communication. I’m getting really tired of this. There is a meeting on Tuesady for all the Homestay Parents, and hopefully, just hopefully some of this will be dealt with.

Enough of that!

So, we finally made it to the people’s house for dinner. It was so much fun. We got there just after4:30pm. They live WAY out in Cultas Lake. It’s a nice place. Little bit older with a big yard and a trampoline, and a hot tub, and a fire pit, and they have a huge 2 pop-out 5th wheel. We talked and talked and talked and talked, and they barbequed steaks, and we talked some more, and the kids played hard, and it was so much fun. I started to yawn, and then looked at the clock. It was after 10:00pm. My kids were still up. Yikes! We packed everyone up, and came home. J fell asleep on the way home which was nice and Xan was almost there. No fights to get everyone off to bed. I crashed.

Jon had to get up this morning to do sound at church, and I was planning on going. I thought we were having some friends of ours over for lunch, but I couldn’t drag my sorry butt out of bed. I figured that the least I could do was to try to tidy the house and make a good meal. Jon called at 10:30am and said that they weren’t coming the kids were sick. Nice. Now I didn’t have to clean or cook. Bonus for me.

Last night really wrecked me. It was so much fun, and I don’t think I’ve talked that much or felt so comfortable around people I was just getting to know. BUT it came with a price. I am back to being SOOOOOOO TIRED! I even slept for a little bit htis afternoon ’bout an hour. Still feel so tired! I could go back to bed right now. I hate this feeling. It feels like even sitting up is an effort. Oh well. I’ll have to go to bed early for the next couple of nights and just take it easy. Hopefully that will help, and I’ll be my old peppy self again in no time.

Yah Right!