We are truly slacking in the blog-posting department. Who knew a jobless life could be so busy? Oh wait, that’s just me these days-Karolyn, that is! Caitlin has been filling her time nannying, coaching water polo, and administrative assistanting (not a verb, I know). Jojo has taken a job with a new company called Bee Mobile–not sure what all it entails quite yet, but maybe we’ll find out soon! She’s also become quite the surfing pro these days with her new surfboard, Hornito. Jamie continues to occupy herself by pouring herself into coaching, planning her alumni event, and loving her swimmers. And, actually, I’ve just taken a job as a basketball official and that should be getting underway next week! And tomorrow I will be meeting with a lady named Christine who needs help with her English–should be fun!
Anyways, we had one of our first family outings last weekend, and I believe it is worthy of sharing here on a post. We’ll see if I do it justice! A good friend of ours, Marlena, and her band had a show up in Escondido. Well, since we’ve been trying for the last three years to make it to one-we finally had no excuses! So, on we went. In one car, we had me, Jojo, Caitlin, Steph and Kayla. Meeting us there were Jen D and Lena along with Jamie and Jenny. It was a full house! The setting was cute-a random little diner/restaurant/place with a stage that had more of a coffee house feel to me. Until there was a little situation outside involving a bulldog, a bloody nose, and cops. Really, where were we? It’s all fun and games ’til someone tries to steal a dog.
However, this led to Jen and I having a good conversation with a lady there at the bar. Complete with her own suitcase, pool stick, wig, and a lot of anger. We ended up praying for her and it was so neat at the end when we were about to say ‘Amen’–she said, ‘oh no, now it’s my turn’ and continued on with her prayer for us. Really awesome! Marlena’s show was great, although I was a little distracted by all that was going on and definitely will be going back to another! Another five people showed up towards the end of the show and we stayed and watched a couple other people perform.
Then came time to head home. I had received a text from Jamie asking me to text when we almost got home so that they could pull a prank on Jojo. I was amused by this idea and was looking forward to seeing what it was all about. Although I typically am not on the giving or receiving end of these pranks that FCA is oh so famous for, I definitely appreciate them 
Anyways, sitting in Jojo’s car we got stuck at a light. And I mean stuck. There was a train that clearly was not moving nor planning on moving. We waited at a stop for five solid minutes and there was definitely no escape. However, we were in Jojo’s car. So, rather than wait with the 25 other cars that had accumulated by this time, she saw an escape. And it wasn’t merely hopping a curb. There was like an entire plaza area including planters, trees, and bus stops–but directly behind it was a parking lot to freedom. So, I screamed, hung out, others laughed, and over she drove. A rather frightening experience really.
Anyways, we made it successfully to the other side and continued to try to find a street that wasn’t being blocked by this gigantic train that was seemingly resting for the evening. As we made our happy way onward, there it was. The lights. The sirens. The cop. Needless to say, we were a little shaken up. Jojo carefully pulled off into another parking lot to wait for Mr. Escondido Cop to come up to the window. At this point, I texted Jamie letting her know a prank might not be the best idea. The cop said that she was speeding and had excessive lane changes. Thankfully, he left out the part regarding jumping curbs! He was quite the character and Jojo probably said ’sir’ a total of 27 times-a true Southern Bell really. All I remember was the end of the conversation that went something like this. “Alright, young lady, you need to do yourself and everyone else here a favor and learn the laws of this state. You get one break and one break only.” WHEW!! I immediately texted Jamie: game on.
Upon arriving at Casa Schneple, Steph and Jamie were fully equipped with whipped cream (after several failed attempts at finding silly string). They jumped out from the bushes and attacked poor Jojo. I attempted to record the whole thing only to find out that the camera I was using didn’t have sound. Bummer! It was still quite amusing to watch the whole thing go down. Turns out Jojo was holding Steph’s purse and there was a whole lot of whipped cream all over the place–which was quickly taken care of by me and my hosing capabilities. There was water everywhere, whipped cream everywhere, etc. Soon enough the whipped cream was gone, Jojo vowed revenge, and everyone showered.
We all agreed this was a blog-worthy status, however, I might not have fully conveyed how it all happened. Hopefully a little bit Anyways, the weekend was fun. We spent Saturday at the beach–arriving just in time for the clouds to roll in and the sun to disappear. It was still fun throwing around the ball and resting and reading. We left after we got too tired, and Bekah drove down after her tournament and Bekah Wofford also swang by to bless us for her presence for dinner. We then got our stuff together, got glammed up, and headed out for a night of dancing on the town!
Sunday came and went-I spent a majority of my time working a basketball clinic in the morning. Came home for a wonderful brunch of Monkey Bread and eggs. Delish! So, life here at Casa Schneple continues to roll along! Jen and I spent the weekend up in San Francisco and Caitlin was up in Santa Clarita. We are trying to be more deliberate and intentional about this community God has placed us in, although it’s difficult with all of us with different schedules! So, pray for us–that we would take advantage of this opportunity to be here living life together. That we would love each other, challenge each other, grow together, and serve together.
