God'll only give you what you can bear

And apparently I'm a veritable Clydesdale. Yep, plenty of pain this morning but once I got up a getting around the rough spots were ground, if not smooth at least smoother. But this last event of a very, very long week kept me going back and forth pushing stuff here, dragging stuff there, through the rain 5 trips to the portable and back in yucky, wet, and windy weather. All my bits and pieces hurt tonight and while I didn't have to cook dinner, (Woot-Woot! ) I have 4 teenagers in my living room watching gruesome horror flicks.

"That's redundant!", you say, gruesome and horror flick is synonymous. "Not so!", say I. They are watching Saw and Saw II curtesy of Papa Blaisdell. If I had been with them, I would have said most definitely resounding NO. There are horror flicks say, Drakula for instance. Then there's the other stuff, chopped up bodies and blood leaking everywhere. Ick (shudder)! They mentioned something else as well but if memory serves me right it was in the same genre. Really not my taste in movies, gimme a good comedy or even better a romantic comedy. Now that is real movie watching satisfaction.

Tomorrow I get up wit da boidies and go to coffee with Cyndi and possibly Lori, then the day is mine to torture, I mean motivate (ya...that's the ticket) the love of my life to fix stuff around the house. Hey, the door frame isn't gonna jump up and nail itself to the wall on it's own! I can't decide whether to go Christmas shopping or unearth my den. Although cleaning my den could very well be like Christmas shopping dependent on what treasures I find...hmm Besides it's supposed to rain tomorrow and while we do need the rain, it sure makes shopping, shall we say, a study in perseverance.

Well, I shall sign off for now, faithful reader; and you know who you are. So do I, you leave comments when you finish (how else would I know, silly?).

Glad I'm home

Boy am I. Praise Jesus a catastrophe was averted, right before I left work to go home. One room, two events, one of them mine for 60 people, all day. If I hadn't got to the room at the time I did the people running it would have been gone and there would have been big problems in the morning.

God's divine timing allowed me to be there just as they were leaving and disaster was averted. They moved to their correct room and we are settled for tomorrow. But it meant moving the boxes of binders twice and I'm stiff tonight and will mostly likely be in pain tomorrow. Is Bengay considered a cologne? I guess we'll find out.

Anyway, thank you God for pulling my fat out of the fire, again.

Pic-o-rama

So, the girls posted a bunch of photos and they are great. I love it because it made me almost feel like I was there with them. That freight train that was baring down on me when Donna left has made a return trip. There is so much going on between now and then, I keep forgetting it's little more than two weeks now.

I am actually a little giddy when I think about her coming home. I felt that way when Jo went to visit my niece Aundrea up in Lompoc for two weeks when Jo was 13. I couldn't wait for the train to pull into the station and all I wanted to do is hug her and give her big kisses all over her face. And that was only two weeks of separation, just imagine how I feel now!

Anyway, Heather is safely "home", Donna is loved, and Lauren has a hairy boyfriend, gettin' scary Luke.

Another post

Apparently someone (cough-Donna) thinks I don't write in my blog often enough. Oooo that's rich. Hello Kettle, meet Pot!

Well, I didn't get my Donna fix today. I guess sleep was more important. Sheesh! Whatever! Actually, while I would have gladly talked with her, I'm equally glad she is (hopefully) sleeping instead. I really don't want her to come down with pneumonia before she gets home, not that I ever want her to have it here or anywhere, it's just that?! Whatever, you know what I mean!

Not much has gone one since yesterday, got up, went to work, worked, now I'm home. But nothing awful happened in between so that's something to be grateful for. Oooo 'cept Heather's flight from Tel Aviv was cancelled.

God, please bring Heather and her traveling companions home safely and soon. Please keep Cyndi and Chuck's worry to a minimum and give them peace about it. By Your Will, God and in Jesus' name, Amen

So ya, every day brings Donna's arrival closer. Yessss! Woot Woot! It will be so great to have the girls home so I can give them a big hug, I miss them all.

Anyway, gotta make dinner, my family is starving or something.

So close I can taste it

That's how close it is to Donna coming home. It has been a really long time since I've written in my blog. I keep looking at it and going, nope, don't feel like it. I figured if Donna posted in her blog I better or she'll have bragging rights when she gets home.

So, it's Christmas time. In MY house, or at least in my heart, Christmas time starts November 1st and doesn't end until January 2nd. I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!! And this year I have more reason than usual to be happy. Jo is doing well in school, I'm in a job that makes me feel like I'm appreciated, my hubby of 23 years is still the love of my life, and Donna will be back in plenty of time. LIFE IS SWEET!!!

The lights are on the house, the tree is up but not decorated (waiting for Donna to join us) I have fun things planned the whole month of December, I've started my presents shopping, and I pretty much know what I'm getting for people. And I've talked to Donna on skype for the last two days in a row!

So, all in all I'm a happy woman. Thank you Jesus, I surely don't deserve it, but I'll definitely take it!