At dinner tonight my guard dogs (lovingly named Mussolini, Hitler,
Stalin and Ghengis Khan) went on an attack against other folks at the Singles dinner. Why is it so hard for me to have people speak into my life?? I know that they were trying to help, but that's not how I reacted. You would have thought that by a mention that I should save money instead of going out of town on vacation, that my world just fell apart. I hate sinning. Well, I hate repenting too because then it hurts my pride (but that's a good thing). So, I think after New Attitude, I will come back to Greenville for the remainder of the week, maybe do a day trip or two up to Jones Gap or Caesers Head and just relax here by the pool too. Not quite as exciting as a trip to the beach or to Gatlinburg, but I guess in the long run, its for the best.