Random Friday Thoughts

From the category of, "You are going to think I'm making this up, but I'm not" comes the fact that Scott's bike was stolen again this week. Just his bike. From our carport. With a ripstick a few feet away and Mimi's much nicer bike a few feet away too. The Hubs wouldn't let me call the police, but I'm totally OVER being a doormat for some sleazy thief. I keep trying to give it up to God and pray for the thief. It's one of those living sacrifices that keeps wiggingly off the altar though.

The cops were at a house across from Bella's a few days later. The house was broken into AGAIN. You'd think I live in the 'hood. But because of our newest "pets" we need to stay on the down-low.

We are having a "House Party" tomorrow night for Schwans. I wish I could have invited the world, but it doesn't work that way. At least not until the money tree in the backyard starts producing. If you didn't get invited, but love Schwans, or have always wanted to try them out, and you're local, I have coupons I'd be happy to share.

The House Party is also going to be Scott's birthday party. It's a month early, but given that we haven't had a party for him in two years, you could say that it's actually late. One year and 11 months late. Again, we weren't able to invite everyone he'd have liked, but I'm having to make peace with the limitations of our life, and my personality, LOL.

I stink at keeping house. It shows. And getting ready for this party is KILLING me. it doesn't help that I have spent 3 weeks sick and the house disintegrated beyond it's normal horrible state during that illness.

I feel like my auto-immune issue is flaring up. I had been doing SO much better-and not even taking the anti-depressant for the pain, but now it is flaring again. Between that and being sick, I think I know why God kept hitting me over the head with the "wait upon the Lord" message. I'm still waiting on Him now for healing. My voice is still not normal,especially for singing. And tonight I'm to the point where just walking is an act of mind over matter. So I wait.

There's a used curriculum sale tomorrow that I dragged a bunch of stuff to. PLEASE, join in praying that it all sells. I don't want to have to deal with it again, and I could really use the money for NEXT week at the FPEA conference. I don't need much, but it would be nice if this year's cast offs could pay for next year's curriculum.

Speaking of FPEA, it's a week from today, and I'm not all excited or worked up about it. I know I'll enjoy the conference once I'm there, but right now it's just one more thing on the to-do list.

The fleas this year are IMPOSSIBLE. Seriously. I feel like my skin is crawling with them. We've treated the cats, the dog, the yard, and still little hopping biting black bugs. OVER IT!!!!

I just finished reading Isreal My Beloved by Kay Arthur. It took me longer to get into it than I would have liked, but once I did, I really enjoyed it. I've moved on to the newest Sarah book. I used my birthday money to order the next two because we enjoyed Sarah's Wish so much. I can't recommend them highly enough. And Jim Baumgartner, the author, is SO nice. That was definitely one of the high points of the Crew's reviews this year.

SO much more I could write, but that's probably more pointless dribble than you wanted to know already :-).