We are at the end of a great Sunday on which we visited the Reformed Presbyterian Church in Indianapolis for both services. It is a good experiences being a visitor, and this was a very friendly church. By the end of two after service visits we felt like friends. It helped that we scored a lot of "Dutch Bingo" points -- should that be Scottish Bingo? -- by finding a lot of common ground through people we know and colleges attended or visited (Geneva, Covenant, Dordt) There were even other visitors there from Demotte (and Crown Point), Michael and Lindsey Standarski! And to point out what I found funny -- we parked in the exact same spot both times and sat in the exact same chairs both times. Hey, I didn't promise profound thoughts all the time, did I?

So today we really mixed it up and took our Sunday drive before our Sunday nap. Part of that drive included a move to a different motel.We did upgrade to a better motel. The one last night didn't score so well on my 3 requirements, the worst being Weird Smell. If Bad View had been one of them that would have been worse. It was clean, and we lived through the night so it was safe, right? Rev.'s suit did not fall off the rack even though the screws were out of the wall completely on one side and it clung to the wall at a jaunty angle. Our motel was still keeping up its lawn care and shrubbery trimming, and its sign had all the letters in its name, which is more that I can say for the one across the street, the only other motel in this area that we saw. Ours also still had glass in most of the windows.

Just kidding. 

I promised an update on Sam and Dorinda. I know they are fine because they commented on a photo Russ and Mary put on Facebook of the dorm room they (Vander Molen's, not Sam and Dorinda) are staying in at Dordt. A mom will take whatever information she can get, right?  Especially after Sam's comment about our tornado. He was so thankful his dog and his car were ok. Dog. Car. Nice, Sam.

We are headed home first thing in the morning to get ready for the big trip to Charlotte. I will try to keep my days normal but I know that dreaded thing called Pre Travel Stress will sneak up on me soon.

The new motel has pretty flowers, and I thought of Margo while I got some photos of them in the afternoon sun. Part of me wishes we could have just zoomed home tonight for a fresh start tomorrow, but I know that Rev's back and my blood clots would not have been in favor of that so we will rest and be refreshed. We will Sabbatical.