Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Oh, hi there little napkins that I looked for last week but couldn't find.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Now, headed back to work, I have mixed emotions. I am excited to be able to teach again and to take part in some adult conversations on a daily basis. I am also looking forward to bringing in some income for our family. On the other hand, I feel a bit sad about leaving Kate everyday and I know that the first few days, weeks, (okay, months) will be hard on me and I'll probably arrive at work a little red-faced and puffy-eyed in the beginning. But I do realize that having a job is another blessing from God. God listens to even the smallest details as we pray and knows the desires of our heart. For the past four years I have taught in the school which I attended as a child. However, it's in a different area than where I live now so I applied for a job in the county I now reside. I ended up getting hired for the position and it is exactly what I wanted! I used to joke with my fellow teachers that I would love for someone to come in and teach my math lessons for me. (Math is not my fave subject.) I also often joked about how I should have majored in P.E. Well, that is exactly how my new job worked out. I will be teaching 3rd grade reading, writing, and science (no math!) the first half of the day and the second half I will be teaching P.E. Believe it or not, the school is so small that it only needs a PE teacher for half of the day. Another blessing!
The only other problem I had to worry about was who was going to keep Kate? Nothing against daycares, but I really wanted someone I knew to keep her either at their house or ours. M to the Izz-A says that I want too much and that I need to realize that every situation can't be perfect all the time. Well ,I know that, but couldn't we at least try?? After talking with some people at church about our situation, we ended up finding someone for the job. Our Sunday school teacher told us of someone who had kept her children in the past. Well, it turns out that she is very interested in keeping Kate! Seriously, blessing after blessing, God still never ceases to amaze me at the things he does for me.
The sad thing is, I never really took the time to sit back and realize that every one of those things were direct blessings from God. Yes, we had prayed about each one of them but I guess life happens so fast sometimes that when things finally worked out, we felt relieved, and to be honest, probably started worrying about the next thing on our list. Today just really opened my eyes to how awesome our Lord is. We (I) exert so much energy with worrying that when doors finally open for us, it's all we (I) can do to fall into them with a great sigh of relief. I know I didn't do anything to deserve the blessings God gives me but I am truly thankful for all He does. He is constantly blessing us...but I fail to give him thanks and glory like I should. Anything good that happens in my life is because of Him.
Quick pic of one of my GREATEST blessings!
I know this wasn't the most exciting, quick-witted post I could have written, but it was on my heart, and if nothing else, maybe it will give someone encouragement and insight...it did for me. To God be the glory, GREAT THINGS HE HAS DONE!
This blog brings to mind one of my favorite songs by Chris Tomlin - Indescribable. It's worded way better than anything I've typed today.
"In everything you do, put GOD first, and he will direct you and crown your effort with success."
P.S. On a side note, what I had originally planned to post today (before my mom called and got my emotions running!) was a straight up awesome recipe I found in my grandma's recipe box with corn as the main ingredient. I'll post it soon! I know you're gonna LURV it!!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
But on to the part of my day which I think deserves a mention...I stopped by Body Central to browse their tops and jewelry while waiting for my husband to call with directions to the tile place. I can always count on Body C to supply me with an inexpensive, cool top to wear out. (because I go out so often. pshhh) Granted, there's several things in there I wouldn't be caught dead in, but there are some definite finds. I can't really buy their pants or jeans though. They're never long enough. I'm 5'8 barefoot with bad posture. So you know that all of their pants tend to look like capris on me. Well, since we're going out to eat this weekend with some friends and fam for my birthday, I figured I'd snag a new top and some cute jewelry. The only downside of going to Body C is that there is always some overbearing 19-year-old trying to sale me on one of their many Buy 2 Get 1's. Ughh, seriously, just let me shop, I'll let you know when I need ya. After trying on several pieces of clothing and finally finding the shirt I wanted, I picked out some jewelry to go with it, and proceeded to check out. The girl that opened the dressing room for me was the same one to check me out. Even though I was making my last trip around the store with two tops in hand, I decided to buy only one.
Well, don't think she didn't notice that I was missing the "other top".
"Your not going to get the other top as well?"
I gave her a quick head shake and started digging in my purse for my wallet. (She had been so pushy the whole time I was shopping that I really didn't feel like explaining to her why I chose not to buy the other top.)
I noticed that as she was punching the numbers into the register she glanced up with eyes only, not moving her neck, and spotted where I had not so conspicously placed the "other top". (okay, so maybe sometimes I don't put stuff back where it belongs) There it was, in all it's multi-colored glory, squished in between a pair of big, pleather-looking heels. She didn't know I saw her eyeball it. So she proceeded...
"So you're not going to get it? Where'd you put it?" Oh it's like that.
I looked directly at her and said, "Right over there in between those shoes." (Humbling enough, I was probably close to 10 years her elder, so I had no shame at this point. Which unfortunately could probably lead to another topic...such as, should I really be shopping at this store?)
Her calling me out + me not caring or trying to hide it = dead silence
She finished ringing me up, put my stuff in a bag, and handed it to me without saying a word.
"Thanks, have a good day." I gave a quick smile and left.
Bottom line: Don't mess with girls who pick up ceiling tiles.