Saturday, July 29, 2006
Just wanted to update quickly here from the library. Belle doesn't quite get the quiet zone yet so this will be quick. Nick approached the church about our money issue and they are either going to give us some from the benevolent fund or a advance on Nick's pay. But then we checked our bank balance today and I got paid double what I was expecting as my last paycheck and Nick's final pay came in two installments! Crazy. Anywho, I will be back on line Wendesday.
Jen, as far as using our moving company, I'd say you have a much better idea of an estimate than we did seeing as you just moved, and if they try to tell you it's more you have way more cahones than I do to fight them. I'm sure it will all work out.
Until wednesday Peace from the East!!
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
We made it to Georgetown alive. We didn't hit any bad weather and we didn't get stuck at the border for too long, all in all a nice trip.
Sadly that's where the niceness ends and I'd really love all your prayers. Our move cost about $1,000.00 more than anticipated and we currently don't even have the money to get our stuff off the truck. We're in a huge hole and have no where to turn. This sucks more than I have words to say or tears to cry. I'll let you know how it goes, but it's not looking good.
I may not write for a while as I'm not sure cardboard boxes have internet accesss.
Hope you all are well, can't wait until we can reconnect.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Giraffes are pregnant for 15 months. Then at the end they give birth to a 6 foot tall 120 pound darling.
For some reason I find that comforting.
Monday, July 17, 2006
But then there's the reality side of moving. We took our car in for an oil change and highway safety check to make sure there wasn't anything that could leave us stranded in strage Minnesota. $500 later we'll be safe enough to drive. Then we started calling to hook up our utilities and because it's the first time we have utilities in Ontario we have to make hundreds of dollars in deposits, (this is not exasperated exaggeration either, each deposit is about $200 for three utilities), in order to have water and electricity when we move in. And then we got a great letter from our landlord, the usual stuff-this is how you clean and what's expected. No biggee right, except they mail your damage deposit to you after you move out. That was our gas money to move across the country.
Ugh. We planned and planned and did everything we could. We trusted and believed that God will provide all we need for this move. And up until Friday we had to the penny to cover our expenses. Funny how Monday changes everything.
So, say a prayer or two for us. We have to use the money to pay August's bills to move and hope that our last paychecks cover our regular expenses, (like life insurance and our car payment and what not). And that said paychecks get to us in time to pay said bills.
We are definitely stressed to the max right now. There are three extra adult bodies in our apartment. It is stinkin hot out.
Do you think it would be okay if I filled the bathtub with chocolate pudding and immersed myself in it, not to emerge until I had eaten the tub clean? That's all I want to do.
I don't know God's plan for this move and how it's all going to come together, and I'm quite freaked out about that. I've definately been knocked off my feet, I was just hoping not to land on my ass.
I'll try and post something a little cheerier after the zoo tomorrow, but if not this is me saying Goodbye and Goodnight until August 2.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
She can almost get her shoe on her foot, and at least knows where it is. She keeps her hat on outside without being reminded, (except when she feels we're ignoring her and then she takes it off to get our attention.) On our walk around the neighborhood on Saturday she looked especially girl guide-ish and as she stopped to touch the ants, trees, and flowers, pick up all garbage, and every stick I thought for a minute about the possibility of sewing badges onto a brown sash. Yikes. She still likes to just sit in the grass or gravel at the park, we haven't moved onto equipment yet. Mostly because I'm so short and getting more immobile by the day which makes it hard for me to feel safe with her tearing around on high places. I'm sure it will happen soon enough though.
And while we were watching her play a bit during a rain storm on Sunday we realized how strong Belle is. I mean look at that muscle definition, it's going to take me months to catch her physique! She was picking up empty water bottles for our water cooler, the bins we use for grocery shopping, and everything she didn't feel was away and moving them all over the kitchen. She is a strong one.
And the personality. We'll have to call her our little ham. We were sitting on the couch watching "While you were Sleeping" and sharing a bowl of chips. There was a throw pillow behind her head and torso. I went to hand her a chip and instead of taking it she put her head on the pillow and started making pretend sleeping noises, with her eyes kinda closed but open enough to see me. Oh the laugh that gave her. During our bedtime routine we say prayers and then ask her for a hug and kiss which she gives. Usually we then place her in her crib and say good night. But recently she's started offering more and more kisses knowing we wont put her down while she's doing that. Her eyes just light up and she tries to be sneaky with her kisses too. It's adorable.
I can't believe how much she's already grown and how the changes happen everyday. I can hardly imagine what it will be like when there are two of them. In church on Sunday while the pastor was praying Nick just leaned over and put his hand on my bellly. I haven't been feeling very much movement thus far in this pregnancy, (although I'm told there's no reason to be alarmed), and I didn't realize until Sunday that it causes Nick as much stress as it does me. I remember how much we loved Belle before she was born and that's something that hasn't changed. Although now our love is evolving to accept another.
Isn't it weird how so much can change and yet nothing at all?
On Saturday I went all out for dinner. I was hungry and had energy I guess. So I cooked up a storm. We had homemade stuffing in a stuffed chicken, cauliflower, Double Stuffed Potatoes and I even made a dessert of Mini Cinnamon Twists. It was a delicious dinner and my tummy was happy.
Then on Sunday night we had peanut butter sandwiches for dinner.
See what I mean, funny.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Now I know that they have taken dance lessons, (well not Musa), but they are still only trained in one specific area and they have to do other areas. The two faces here are some of my favorites. Benji and Donyelle. They are partners. He's the child of the National Swing King and that's the kind of dancing he knows how to do. She does lyrical dance, which I don't understand or even appreciate but she makes it beautiful.
The first week they had to dance Hip Hop, and they blew me away. I will continue to watch, hoping that they win!
But the thing that "So you think you can dance!" has done for me is remind me of how unique we each are. My gifts and talents are in being creative. Now I'm sure that there will never be a reality tv show called "So you think you can scrapbook!", but someone needs to make those signs for the crowd to hold up. And someone needs to decorate the stage and make the costumes. For a long time I thought that because I have a gift that can be best used behind the scenes that I didn't have a gift at all. But watching all these dancers from different schools learn to work with each other and try new styles, I'm really learning that all of our gifts are needed to compliment each other!
It's probably a good thing there isn't a reality show for my talents, it wouldn't be fair to anyone else. (Just kidding, don't call me on that cuz I could enter contests which are like the same thing and I'm not ready to be called out).
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Sheri has two daughters who are my age and a son who is 16 or 17 I think. Her son Josh and Nick hit if off famously and did a lot of sound stuff together during Nick's internship. Sheri and I made fun of everything. We would spend evenings at their house eating and chilling. Sheri and her daugther Jocelyn were the first to find out I was pregnant with Isabella. She is just a great person.
Sheri never treats you like you're young. Perhaps it's because she is ten years younger than her husband and he doesn't treat her like a kid. She has such a heart for young people and mentoring and she isn't naive. I mean she knows that med parties and the oral sex epidemic aren't scare tactics to get you involved in your teenagers life. She has such a great influence on everyone and is so generous. She shares openly about her life and is just a great encouragement. And if you're bored and the room is full of people, there's probably someone who's not there and so deserves to have a "caper" pulled on them. Ah summer camp, it never dies.
Richard has to be the oldest kid on the block. Everytime I talk to him I learn something new. For example at the wedding this weekend I learned he used to be a dj and he told me all about how a dj targets a couple and plans his play list around keeping them on the floor. (You thought you were just paranoid didn't you?). Richard takes his faith very seriously and not just in word or in it being a list of rules to follow. Everytime we visit they thank us for the time we spent with the youth of their church and they let us know they are praying for us. The same way they pray for their own flesh and blood.
When I think of my relationship with Sheri and Richard, and their relationships with their children I know that that is what I want to be like. Totally relevant, but not trying to be 18 again and their child's best friend. So much fun to be with and yet you know you can come over and cry in a cup of coffee if you need to. I'm so blessed to have known them and I hope they don't mind that I want to grow up to be just like them!
Monday, July 03, 2006
Now I love weddings. All weddings. I wish I had the courage to be like the "Wedding Crashers", minus the promiscuity. Just attending weddings makes me a happy person. I've loved weddings where you can feel the love of the family, weddings where the horniness of the couple just oozes from the head table, weddings outside, weddings full of guests under the age of 5, I love all weddings. But at this wedding I experienced something brand new. It was incredible the respect that was held for this couple. Not just by their peers but by people twice their age. It was so neat to think that these two are beginning a life together already firmly seated on a pedestal that is well deserved and put to even better use shaping the lives of young people for Christ. They are truly amazing people and it was great to see them revered. I think that's something we truly don't do enough of.