Since the initial purpose of this silly little site was so that supporters, friends, stalkers, etc. could see what’s going on in my life here in New England, I’ll go ahead and indulge you.
As an addendum to the previous post (hard-copies have been mailed to all of mailing list), I’m excited to tell you all about other events and happenings. I may even post some pictures, if I can figure that out…
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This weekend, we are having our Fall Conference with all of the RUFs in New England. So not only do I get to meet and hang out with more Yankees, but I also get to travel to Hebron, New Hampshire! And if I understand correctly, I get to drive through Massachusetts and Vermont, so I’ll get to add two new states to my list (NH and VT). I’ll be leading worship, which is always a blast. Otherwise, I’ll just be trying my hardest to keep warm.
Last Thursday, I went camping with one of the students. Corey, is a modern day lumberjack, literally. He started the timbersports team at UConn, and is always looking for an excuse to be outside. So, I went camping, under the stars! I found out in the morning that it was the coldest night thus far. I woke up covered in frost…dropped to 26 degrees that night. Surprisingly though, it was a good time!
Last night, I had a guys night at my apartment. In hopes of building a more cohesive group of guys, I made a big pot of white beans, and had the guys over for FREE food and fellowship. Nine guys showed up, which is HUGE! We ate and talked and listened to records, and it seemed to be a good time had by all. I was thoroughly encouraged to have such a turnout. It may have been the free food, but I’d like to think they all came because they like me…it was probably the food. It was very reassuring to see the guys talking amongst themselves and laughing and making noise. I’m of the school of thought that louder really is better, and we were loud, my friends.
On Columbus Day weekend, we went apple picking at this big orchard. It was a great experience. I never thought that picking apples could be so rewarding. I had apples thrown at me, I had hornets threaten me, and I also gave a lecture series on how pumpkin pie tastes absolutely nothing like an actual pumpkin (which is a giant squash)…I should clarify, they also had a pumpkin patch at the orchard.
Other than that, I’ve just been hanging out with students and helping RUF run smoothly. Most of the students are open and willing to make fun of me, which I take as a compliment, and further proves that I am fitting in here in Connecticut. I will keep you posted on further fun events and what type of produce we’ll pick next time!
and now I will attempt to insert pictures with witty captions…
This is our A-Team for Apple Picking (also, those subjected to my opinions on pumpkin pie)
This is me explaining to Lucie, my campus minister’s daughter, that as soon as she gets teeth, she can taste the difference between pumpkin pie and an actual pumpkin. She remains uninterested. Notice the apple is almost the size of her head!
This is just a taste of what the fall in New England looks like. So many colors!
