My sanity is questionable.

Aside from the nonstop madness that is my life I have also taken on the role of a leader in the youth group at our church. This past weekend we chaperoned about 9 kids in a 6000 square foot building we use for a church... over night... for 12 freakin' hours! It was called a "Lock In" but we all know that's just code for "Quarantine". 

Upon entering the church you would quickly find that it no longer served it's original purpose but had now been transformed into something of a play house. The youth room had been designated the "Safe house for the ladies" so it didn't take them long to make themselves at home. There were blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, and any other girly paraphernalia you can imagine strewed throughout the room. Good planning on the youth pastor's behalf had led him to make the following hallway the "Kitchen" leaving more carbs and sugar then I could possibly dream of right at my... I mean, the ladies finger tips. Beyond the "kitchen" was the sanctuary. Though not the designated "Safe house for the gentlemen", it had been set up like a man's cave with all things Xbox . Allowing them the opportunity to play all their silly little manly things on the huge projector screen.  

However, this only took up a small portion of our night. On the other side of the sanctuary lies a maze of endless rooms. A maze that is as eerie as it is intriguing. A true playground for teenagers. Eventually this maze of rooms leads you to one giant room. It was as if the whole building had be architecturally designed for us on this very night. Many games we're played in that room. Games that required more energy than any normal human being could muster at 3am.  All in all, it was enough to drive any adult crazy. 

Fortunately for us, we're already crazy!

(His Ronnie D. impersonation)