Let's get caught up

This past week has been a week of changes in one degree or another so, let's get caught up on them all.

Tuesday began Jellybean's Grade 3 year; nothing too terribly new to report on that front: one new kid in the class, Hunter is still there and still her sweetie; Sharmayne is still there and still her good friend. She had math homework the first day (was excited by that) and has had everyday since.

Tuesday also found us in the midst of tornadoes and the choas of said tornadoes has ensued. Baseball sized hail did its number on windows, vehicles and most importantly, animals... My hometown, where family still lives, has been called a disaster. Jellybean & Bug figured that since there had been a tornado people were either dead or they got to visit their brother in Kansas...I get a kick out of how kids' minds work sometimes.

Tuesday also found BigB, Rush & I in emergency with Rush. She hit her head very hard, lost consciousness, began throwing up and all the other wonderful concussion signs. We took her to the walk-in clinic where they checked her over and felt she was ok to go home but doc told us if anything got worse to take her to Emerg right away...a half hour later she was blacking out again and slurring her words, so off it was to Emerg until 3:30 AM, home for a couple hour snooze and then back to Emerg at 7 to get the girl.

Wednesday I was off work because I had yet to have any sleep and we needed to keep a good eye on Rush. She was very groggy, very sleepy, very headachy but better. I got to pick Jellybean up from school today too and that was good because I wasn't able to get the time off work to take her to school her first day; I felt VERY ripped off for missing that!

Thursday I found out through phone calls and emails from co-workers that there had been a meeting I wasn't told about that directly effects my job. It was a tad bit stressful and I have to admit I did not react nor handle this situation as well as I would have liked to have. (I never did anything dumb but I just would have like to have handled it better.)

I did get birthday cake at work as Thursday was the day that we had the cake for August's birthdays. My friend, Carol made a special trip to 1521 to make sure that I got a peice of my cake. I really appreciate her for that and thought that the gesture was really, really nice.

Friday was my day off and I had planned to relax for the morning, take Bug to his first day of Kindergarten and then go to a children's church workshop before the evening church service for our Raising the Standard conference. Well you know what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men...Friday morning did find me getting to go downtown to pay the water bill but as soon as I got home I began calling our family doctor (on holidays), our "second" doctor (not in until 10:30) and finally talked to the doc who had taken care of Rush in Emerg as her headaches were NOT getting any better. Dr Ribeiro (or Dr Rubberroo as Bug called him) quickly arranged a Catscan and C-spine xray for her and we got that out of the way with the happy knowledge that there is nothing clinically wrong other than she got a bad concussion and may have to endure headaches for awhile (fortunately we have a God who heals and we don't need to endure anything of the sort).

I got Bug to his first day of Kindergarten (after giving him a lunch of Kraft Dinner and "octupus") where he was very pleased to see two of his buddies from Pre-K. Immediately following his drop-off I went to the workshop and was there until just before supper time.

Friday evening's service and our first night of Raising the Standard conference was very good; we got lots of things to think about that night (however I heard Saturday's was very, very powerful)

Saturday Rush worked until 11 AM at the grocery store and BigB worked at the church (the school is almost done and can be occupied by our students on Tuesday!!!!!). After they got home we headed off to McDonald's (yuck) and ate our lunch on the way to the lake where we were going to watch my cousin get married. It was really nice (a little windy on the beach) but it was nice to see family again and Bug had so much fun dancing with his buddy and cousin, DD.

Bug and DD ran up to the head table at one point ringing their bells to make the bride and groom kiss when the bride told them that if they kept doing it she was going to kiss them. She then planted a big kiss on Bug and he strutted back to the table looking proud as a peacock (he even got to have a dance with the beautiful bride).

Sunday held the final two sessions/services for the conference and in between we had a nice lunch and visit with a new family to the church.

There hasn't been much down time this week and today I am pretty worn out but, there is lots to do: School supplies for Rush, last minute stuff on the building, bath the kidlets, make lunches...I do, however, think I have to get a nap in here sometime. Yeah, a nap would definitely be nice.

Just found this...

Our friend J.D. King has gotten himself a blog and has some very interesting views on religion that some of my friends may be interested in reading...

Like sand through the hourglass...

...so are the days of our lives...

It doesn't seem to matter what happens in our daily lives...the world just keeps spinning. I guess that's one of God's ways of saying 'get up on your feet. Get over it. Suck it up; this is so totally not about you.'.

Today was my "friday" at work; tomorrow is my bank day and Monday is a stat holiday-a 4 day weekend and I am so looking forward to it.

Tomorrow I will be in a conference session on children's ministry, followed by our regularily scheduled evening service (and it will be great as usual). Saturday we are going to a wedding and I am really looking forward to it; it's gonna be a lot of fun. I get to hang out with some of my family and I am very happy about that. Sunday brings more services, including an evening one to bring our conference to a close. Monday is going to be a rest, relax day (perhaps a little laundry).

It's pretty much a run of the mill weekend. And for that I am glad...we had some soap operah(sp) worthy action at work today and I long to be away from that drama...now I am going to go make some pies...

Girl Cheese vs Boy Cheese

Bug & I have been sitting at my computer while I wrote mylast post figuring out what the two of us would have for our lunch.

Bug just asked me if we had the stuff to make "girl cheese samiches". We just happen to have the stuff to make 'girl cheese samiches'. He then asked me, "Mama, do we have the stuff to make boy cheese samiches too?". You know what?! It turns out we DO have the stuff for boy cheese sandwiches as well. Can you imagine?!?

So, I think I am going to go upstairs with my Bug and make a girl cheese samich and a boy cheese samich; then we can have our lunch. It sounds like a nice bowl of 'Orange Soup" (read Tomato soup) would really make the meal.

Oh, what a night II

Yes, if you can imagine, there IS a sequel to the first and it is within a week even of the first.

Yesterday seemed to be your average, run-of-the-mill day: I took the car to the garage, got a ride to work with BigB, kissed my 2 youngest kids goodbye on their first day of school (turns out yesterday was just registration for Bug and he doesn't go until Fri...broke his little heart), went to work, put in my 8 hours, came home, made and ate supper. Sounds pretty average right?

After supper Rush went to her room to put some clothes away and tidy her room a bit; she was up on her bunkbed, went to slide down and was scared by Jewel. Somehow with all the variables involved she hit her head so hard that she lost consciousness for several minutes (piecing things together and adding times together); she came upstairs crying and told us what happened minus the blacking out part. BigB and I were just on our way to go to Shanigans for a "date" but had to go and do a tow first. The tow was complete and my cell rang, "Mom is it normal for me to feel really dizzy and nauseaus?" Those words changed our plans in a second and we were on our way home to take a peak at her.

My first instinct was to dial the Nurses Hotline but anytime we call them, they just tell us to go to emergency anyway so I hung up the phone in mid-hold. We called a friend of Rush's to watch Jellybean and Bug and took Rush to the walk-in clinic, got the usual signs to watch for blah, blah, blah and thought everything was fine.

Then she started slurring her words...and then she blacked out again...off we went to Emerg where we stayed until 3:30 this morning when Dr Ribeiro finally said to BigB and I, "Go home for a rest now while this other medicine we gave her proves itself to work or not.". He then looked at me (as we know each other through work) and said, "There will be a sick note in 'Rush's' chart for you in the morning; you are not going to work today."

We got home and had a pee accident to deal with so it was about 4:00 before our heads hit the pillows. At 7:00 we got a call saying that Rush could go home and that Dr. R wants to talk to us. Off we went, back to Emerg. Had our talk, was given my note, got our girl home safe and sound and went to bed. I haven't really been sleeping for long periods of time as the phone is either ringing or I am getting up to check on how Rush is doing.

The day does seem like it will be a long one (there is worship practice tonight. We didn't make the last 6 AM prayer for our 120 days of prayer) but at least I didn't have to go find chart numbers from old hospital papers, put them in number order and then number order them into a bigger pile...that would be WAY to much concentrating for me right now...(I almost couldn't remember how to spell 'concentrate'! LOL!)

So here I am at 11:46 A.M., not quite bright-eyed or bushy tailed but definitely thankful for God and His provision and His taking care of our daughter and thankful that we live in a country where we could just go to Emerg and get things straightened out. Oh yeah, and I am a little bit wishful that I had had a video camera last night so you all could see just how funny Rush is after she has been hopped up on Gravol and been given two T-3's...she was FUNNY!!!

Oh, what a night...

Without going into details (because I don't want to give glory to someone who doesn't need it), it has been quite the night. I got a bit of news regarding the statement above about something that someone is doing to my family and it is all lies. This person knows that what they have said and claimed are 100% lies and they will soon find out that their lies will be exposed and they will be exposed for what is truly in their heart. I just pray that they face the truth sooner than later because they are running 100 miles an hour in the wrong direction and they will soon hit a brick wall at full speed. I love this person and I don't want them to have to deal with the consequences but they will...

That being said though blood is thicker than water especially when "water" is lying through their teeth.

I had just calmed down, somewhat, over this when I found out that there was a car accident in our family as well. She is ok now but I hate that waiting (and I know it was worse for them).

Let's add what iced the cake and here is the silly part...I don't know why this would be the breaking point but it was. Bug's fish died tonight. His fish D.O.G. is no m.o.r.e. (And how did he respond? He was sad but not tearful. When it came time to flush D.O.G. Bug said, "I get to flush him?! Heh!? Where's his head?". I think he is handling it quite well.)

The old me woke up for a brief moment tonight...just long enough for me to remember what I was like and then it shifted. The feeling became more like defiance...yeah, defiance that I am not letting these attacks beat me or bring me down. In fact they are making me fight harder, stronger and longer for my family!!!

The ferverent prayers of a righteous man avails much! If they didn't, I probably would have reverted to my old ways of dealing with these kinds of things but I didn't in fact, I prayed for that person.

What makes my boy tick?

He is definitely a boy and I am still learning how to deal with the thought processes of boys and how they figure things out as they grow and move step by step towards becoming men. I have been able to see some of the process through LilB and Tuff but not the complete process and it is kind of interesting in a "I am not sure if I totally get this" way.

Bug rejoices in smelling like a man. The other day his feet stunk...like seriously stunk! He wanted us all to smell his feet, sticking them proudly under our noses and giggling with glee with at our responses; he then proceeded to ask us to smell his armpits. Jellybean, being a sucker for punishment, did and told him that between his feet and his pits he stunk!! He looked at her with a confidence and joy and told her, as a matter of factly, "I smell like a ma-an!"

Farting noises are incredibly funny to him...do they ever grow out of the humor in that?

He is intrigued by any smell that resembles flatulance. He was out with BigB for the day as they went for a tow. BigB had packed egg salad sandwiches and Bug began to sniff as BigB took them out of the cooler. "Uh, Dad...what smells like toots?", he asked his dad giggling.

He likes to take anything he can apart...have his toy dinosaurs eat the pigs from his farm animals and rip the arms off Jellybean's dolls. He also thrives on wrestling with anyone and everything he can and boy can this boy work. He goes to the church and moves chairs to help set up for service, hauls ladders to help people, drags 2x4's to whomever is needing one at the moment...he has a very keen interest in anything tool...powertool! He loves to pound out a beat on the drum, on the cat, on the back of a chair, on the wall...on his sister's head...

I realize this is normal boy behavior but I sometimes take little moments to wonder what it is that makes him think the way he does or find joy in the things he does...what makes him tick!?

I can tell you one thing...whatever it is that makes him tick, I wouldn't want him to change one little bit! I love him just the way he is!

Who can resist a sprinkler?

Not even a moose...

Ch...ch...ch...changes

It has been a summer of changes, of growing, of stretching and of revamping. Our church is changing; we are getting tonnes of new people moving here to attend our church and to, in the fall, attend our A.C.E school for kids and WRC Bible College that we are currently building. It has been a summer of services in the foyer as our old sanctuary has now become the home of the new schools.

Rush has gone from earning her living babysitting for us every so often and full time in the summer to working at a "real job" where she gets a "real pay check" and therefore need to get her S.I.N. She's even wearing a uniform...but doing a fantastic job (which is no change!).

BigB can no longer answer his phone "Hi Sam; Bill here". He has resigned from his job with ISM (the reason for the Hi Sam...funny story check out the link) due to well a lot of reasons that have been a year in the making. Regardless of why, he is no longer with ISM. Which means I no longer get to eat lunch with the cute boy down the hall. I am now married to the cutest tow truck driver in the city...perhaps even world! He is happy; he enjoys the people he meets and since he is a storm chaser...winter is going to be SO much fun for him!

I am getting a 3 month break from the workplace situation I have been involved in. I am still in the same job however I am now at a different location for the time being.

We are getting used to the fact that we no longer have the van. Can someone say 'huge change!'? We just have the old car now and it is going to take time to getting used to stalling at each red light I come to and need to strategicly place the groceries in the backseat. It is a good change though because our van was costing us way too much money and we are turning over a new leaf and not wanting to live so carelessly with our money!

So...time to face the change. It will just keep coming!

I want to procrastinate but I keep putting it off

I have stuff...well we all have stuff but I have stuff that the kids have out grown that I keep trying to get together because it is boys' and girls' and I will have to separate it because the ladies I know who could use it either don't have girls or don't have boys...it's easier when it can all get put into one box or one bag...rats. I also have stuff that should have gotten put into the shed but for one reason or another (I still haven't figured out how) they have all wound up in our front entrance making it unusable and unsafe! I hate it! I feel trapped-like what if we have a house fire and we need the front door to escape?

Then my current reality hits. I am tired and if I am not tired, I am not home or I have other more pressing things to do at home...because when the firefighters put out our blazing house that we can't escape from we are going to need to have clean clothes on. When I'm not tired I have been using the reason...excuse...reason...ah man! I'm not doing it because I am wanting to spend time with my family and then I decide that I need a bit of me time so I come down here and play on the computer.

I know in my heart of hearts that I would feel so much better to come home to a beautifully organized house...maybe tomorrow.....

I can't begin to describe what my life, our life, has felt like lately. It has been a flurry of activity yet it hasn't seemed like work. It has been a blur yet it seems to have impacted us in so many ways. We are constantly changing, constantly finding something new to work on, constantly having some new "lightbulb" moment that instantly changes us. God has been working in our lives like I could never have imagined before last October.

Today can be chalked up to being a great day. We got up, got ready for church, laid out our Carribean pre-wedding party clothes, went to church, had a great service. Pastor Kevin imparts such wisdom that I find I am taking pages upon pages of notes...the only other place that has ever happened was when I was in Kansas City (or listening to their services via streaming video). After service we scooted home to get into our party gear and had a spectacular time at Kham & Darla's party. I am so happy for them!

Pastor Kevin was speaking to us about faith and of how faith is expectation. He said that many people, believe it or not, are suffering from a lack of faith because it hasn't been taught in its completion, for the most part. Most people in churches believe more in the powers of demons and in witchcraft than they do in the power of God; I have found, with some of the people I have talked to, that this is, for the most part true. They seem to have a big devil and a little God. They give the devil all this power and all this glory for all the things that go on in their lives and focus on the problem (they look for people to validate their feelings and support their problems) when all they really need to do is focus on the solution...God.

Being faithful doesn't just mean you go to church every day and eventually become the little old lady or man who has never missed a Sunday (that just makes you a regular attender). Just by going to church every Sunday doesn't give you the right, even, to the blessings-you've got to have faith! Taking up space in the church doesn't give you an automatic in...you don't win by default. We will not advance in the kingdom of God, in our walk with God unless we have faith!

A good question was brought to our attention: How does one meet with God and remain unchanged? I hear so many people say that God moved so powerfully in their service but not a single person came out of it unchanged. I have been in services where people have said that and I know nobody changed...they left and lived their same old lives, same old problems, same old habits, same old complaints. If God were to truly come down would the effects not be drastic? Would they not be noteworthy changes? Perhaps the answer then is that they truly haven't met with God-not really. I don't doubt that they believe they did but it goes back to the question at the beginning of this paragraph.

There is much more to this topic of faith for me to learn. This was just one sermon on it. I think he got through 2 pages of 12 pages of notes... I have never been taught on faith before and so it is helping me to just think this through here...

I can't wait for the next lesson!

Sure signs your babies are growing up...

1. Jayda and me were talking about cleaning supplies the other day... (granted her grammar needs some work)

2. Daddy could you pass me the dead cow? I really LOVE dead cow now! (from the 5 year old)

3. He wants to be a gangster when he grows up. (from the 7 year old)

4. Pardon me but could I be extused (excused) from the table for a minute? (from the 5 year old)

Ah, but at least the glimmers of wisdom and aging didn't last too long. They are now fighting over who has more books and if the picture of Moses on the one book is Moses or Jesus and they are rejoicing over finding Superman, Strawberry Shortcake, The Tawny Scrawny Lion and thinking that they are not strong enough to carry all the books they have in their piles...I've got my babies back-for a season.

Fianlly!!!! 8P

I just finished checking my emails and sorting through all the junk mail...my spam "screener" was full so I ended up with a lot of garbage in my account today...I came across a happy email, a surprising email, a jump for joy email.

You see Rush & I have gone years without getting so much as a cent from her biological father. We got Maintenance involved to help us but even they can't get blood from a stone and he managed to keep himself safe working under the table, putting all his assets in his mom's name (or maybe he just really has nothing), etc.

Back in May I got a letter from Maintenance saying that they had discovered he had a job and they were garnishing his wages effective immediately at $300/month until he got caught up. I was pretty excited. The checks never came, never came and still never came. I shot an email off to my worker who replied back with the explanation that his employer had just submitted the forms and that they were still in the process of figuring out if it would be one check or two per month...the check still never came, still never came...

I was beginning to think that he had taken another easy road out and had quit his job to avoid being garnished. In a last attempt to ease my mind about the situation, I sent an email to my worker last night and got an email back from her stating that a check had been sent (including back pay from May) and I should be getting a check from them within the next few days...

...for $900!!! I should also be able to expect regular monthly checks since he is being garnished!!! "If God is for me, who can be against me?" I just had to bide my time and let God take care of it.

Let the happy dance begin.

What was I thinking!?!

We began our Family Camp on Wednesday and that included people going on adventures on the 3 seater tube that the church purchased. Rush said it was the funnest, most scariest thing she had ever done (her words...school is out). I, on the other hand, chose life and did not want to go on it especially since I don't swim at all and have a paralyzing fear of water any deeper than my hips.

Yesterday they convinced me to go on the tube...well, Char did! She went with me and BigB said he would take it easy on us.

He lied!!!

(Not intentionally but still...)

Another boat came along and decided to "help" us out and began creating some nice waves for us. (By nice I mean incredibly evil, horrible, life threatening waves.)

Char fell off which left our tube unbalanced as we (meaning me) bounced over these waves. The moment the tube hit the water it was being thrown through the air again which means I hadn't even gotten my butt back on the tube and we were once again airbourn! I hung on for dear life but, alas, it was of no use.

I hit the tube for a brief moment with my butt before I was hurled through the air backwards over the tube. I was told by everyone who saw that I was thrown apporximately 10 feet into the air (get this picture) while doing my backwards sommersault. When I hit the water (which hurt a lot by the way) I went under so far that BigB said I probably could have stretched out my toe and touched the bottom of the lake ( I think we were only about 8-10 feet deep at that point.); when I opened my eyes, still under water, all I saw was greeny murkiness and I thought I was going to die. Yes, I had a life jacket on but I am so petrified of the water that I figure that my life jacket will be the one be faulty in some manner.

I eventually (sooner than it felt to me) got back to the surface and lay there bobbing in the water, panicking, thinking I was going to die and waited for the boat to come back to get me...Oh happy day!

Believe it or not they managed to get me back on a second time which was uneventful...minus the tears and screaming...LOL!

Here are a few shots. Unfortunately we didn't get the mid-air shot...you'll have to use your imagination on that one.

Uh, yeah. I am so brave; we hadn't even left the shore yet...lol

This was a genuine scream, unlike the joking one from above where we hadn't even left the shore...

Yo Ho Ho, a sailor's life for me.

Our church bought this boat so we could go out and have some fun. We work hard all week long, every week so we also want to play hard when we get to play. We also thought it would be great since we have a lot of single moms, to give them and their kids a chance to do something that they may not be able to do otherwise. Primarily though, we bought it for us all to have some fun...There will be other posts of how much fun it was while tubing...complete with pictures.The captain and his first mate.

Jellybean and Yoshi took a ride with BigB and Pastor Rob.

I think he may be too cute for words...

Canada Day 2008

This year Canada Day found us sticking around home. We had a quick visit with P.B. & J, met their new addition (Cash) and visited with Riss and Baby. The evening found me and some of my girls sitting around the table planning a pre-wedding service to happen at our church since the wedding is in Ontario. We got the kids in the pj's and headed down to the river to watch the fireworks where we ran into our friends the Capay's. I think a good time was had by all.

Goofish and her friend/sistah, Goofda

All I wanted was a smile, just a smile!

The family shot.

P.B. & J with Cash and Jellybean & Bug.

I couldn't believe I pulled off that shot!

Wow!!!

Well, I had the video up here but I can't get it to work so here is something that we saw from Kansas that is absolutely fantastic!

What a great day!

I don't know if this day could have been more fun while being so productive; I really don't. Today BigB & I went with the kids and got them 3 new fish. It has taken us this long to get over the last fish dying fiasco but we, today, have 3 new white mollies. One of which looks really neat with black spots all over; he kinda looks like a dalmation.

After all the fish shopping was taken care of we stopped by the church; BigB went with Wayne and Shar came with us. BigB and Wayne went and bought a boat for the church and Shar & I went to the store and got water skis for the church. Camp time next week is going to be so much fun!!! We can't wait.

BigB & I took the kids out for a nice lunch to celebrate their fantastic (Jellybean's outstanding) report cards. (I say outstanding for Jellybean's report card because she got all Acheivings and Excellings this term. All this on the little girl who was told she wouldn't pass Kindergarten due to her disability and each year has been the same thing...we're told this is the year she will be held back and each year she astonishes her teachers because she excels at all her classes. Yay Jellybean and Yay God!!!)

After lunch we went to the playground to play and to get some "fun shots" of us. (It wasn't until later this evening I realized that I burned my back quite badly). We dropped the kids off and headed back to the church to sketch out plans for the renovations and additions to the church, had supper there with Wayne and Shar and came back in time to get kids tucked into bed, "mommy made up stories" told and hamburger frying to make and share nachos with our "family" from across the alley for a movie night.

It has been full and fun. I'm looking forward to tomorrow as we get to spend the afternoon with Pam & Eugene & their two kids for supper after church. It will be a fun filled, laughter filled time!

Looking at fish at Petland. He sure did take a fancy to this big guy but our tank is too small just for him.

Watch out!

We all enjoyed the swings but this was, by far, the best shot.

It is way easier to attempt this with 3 children than with 7.

This is called the art of point and shoot. Why else would she be able to shoot with her eyes closed.

Aw...how cute!

Me and my huney!

Health Records Laughs...

This is a copy of an email I got from my cousin and since I work in Health Records I found it particularily funny...thought I would share it with you.


"Actual sentences found in hospital patient charts"

She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.

Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.

On the second day the knee was better, and on the third day it disappeared.

The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed.

The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1993.

Discharge status: Alive but without my permission.

Healthy appearing decrepit 69 year old male, mentally alert but forgetful.


The patient refused autopsy.

The patient has no previous history of suicide.

Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.

Patient's medical history has been remarkably insignificant with only a 40lb weight gain in the past 3 days.

Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.

Between you and me, we ought to be able to get this lady pregnant.

Since she can't get pregnant with her husband, I thought you might like to work her up.

She is numb from her toes down.

While in ER, she was examined, X-rated and sent home.

The skin was moist and dry.

Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.

Patient was alert and unresponsive.

Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.

She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce.

I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical therapy.

Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.

Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.

The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.

The patient was to have a bowel resection. However, he took a job as a stock broker instead.

Skin: somewhat pale but present.

The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor.

Patient was seen in consultation by Dr. Blank, who felt we should sit on the abdomen and I agree.

Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.

It's all so new...to us

On Thursday, bigB & I were over at a friend of ours who are moving to a different town; they had a few household things for sale and while BigB was doing some last minute, pre-move things on their computer they were discussing what all they had for sale. By the end of the night we had bought their fridge, stove and a bedroom set (triple dresser, armoir, 2 end tables, mirror, head board and double bed with frame) for $200 plus the bit of work BigB did for them.

Yesterday, we got home from church around 3:30 with a different couple friend of ours, ordered pizza and waited for one more friend to come. Once he came over, he and BigB went to get the fridge and stove but had no time to get the bedroom set as we all needed to be back at the church for a leadership meeting at 6:00.

Our friend, Y will be delivering the rest of the furniture to us anytime now. The girls will be getting the new dressers. We moved Rush's up into Bug's room and Bug's & Jellybean's are being taken back to the church to give to whichever of the new families needs it. The bed is going there too.

It has been a busy evening of getting clothes out and creating spaces for these dressers especially after working and all. bigB can't help as he had to be at a City Council meeting tonight so it was me and the kids and Y, whenever he gets here.

Bug has been in the way trying to help and not wanting to help when he could actually do something. The darn cat has been trying to hitch rides in empty drawers, empty dressers and just milling around our feet as we are walking backwards up the stairs. It's a good job she has 9 lives because I think she has used them all up tonight. Thankfully I had supper on first thing this morning (thank God for slow cookers) and we just used paper plates so there was not much clean up. I think Rush & I will be "done" after this shifting of furniture is over.

But I'll tell you what, it is nice to have a new stove, a fridge that seals and doesn't freeze what shouldn't be and freezes what should be and I am sure tomorrow it will be nice to have the new dressers as well. It will also be Rush's last day of school so there is comfort in that for her. Time to make some money off of dear old mom & dad & look after her brother & sister. It will be handy having someone here to start supper this week...the tent meeting starts on Wednesday.