Moving!

Well, the big day is coming up! We stat the moving process on Saturday morning. We have stuff at four different places so we won't be getting EVERYTHING on Saturday.

I have painted and painted and just about got everything finished that I wanted to. I was going to try and push to get the kitchen finished, but have decided to wait. I want to go through the house and clean now - sweep, mop, scrub the bathroom, put the furnace covers back, electrical plates and the lights and fan blades back in place.

We are not sure yet when we will start living there. We have no bedroom furniture so we need to buy that first. (we have our eye on a set at Bog Lots that we both really like!)

I can not wait to have everything done, boxes unpacked and I can just start to enjoy my house!

Big Picture

What is the big picture in my life?
I have no clue. I have no idea what I really and truly want out of my life. I have no idea what God wants me to do.

Everyone wants me to finish my degree 'cause I am SO close!'. OK, but if I do that - then what? I have no desire to actually use what my degree will be.

I only ever did the whole college thing cause I didn't know what else to do and I wasn't just going to sit around to wait on some guy and then stay at home and produce babies. (Don't get me wrong - I can not wait for the day that I can be a stay at home mommy and wife, but now is not the time).

I changed majors to something more related with kids but even then I don't want to be the director of a preschool - that's a lot of paper work and not enough kid time! And being a Childrens minister is going to be hard when your church is falling down around you and there is no hope of ever moving to another church.

Yes, the idea of going 'back' to school to become a preschool teacher is VERY appealing. But I have to finish the first stupid degree.

Rick says that I am getting to bogged down with the little details in my life right now and that I need to pray and seek God about what the big picture in my life is.

Small and Quick

I struggle with depression. But I am not giving in. God is on my side.

After a close call of a red raised bump - the Dr. decided my tb was a negative. The bump was not big enough and only caused by the nurse who stuck me 4 TIMES!

Two weekends ago I went to TN for JBC's graduation and some quality friend time. Rick had to go to a CSF board meeting so he stayed in WV.

Monday night was the ladies banquet at Oak Grove. My mother was the main speaker and she did a super great job! I was in a small skit and did pretty good if I do say so myself! :0)

This past weekend was the annual KWCC Men's retreat. Rick, my brother, brother-in-law and father-in-law went up to camp. Even though I was a little jealous of Rick for getting to go to camp, I did have an enjoyable time. I spent time out on the Ronk farm just watching tv and vising with my parents and sister. Saturday I did some laundry at my house in Belle and then spent the afternoon painting at my house in Nitro. That evening Rebecca and I ate dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings and meet up with my sister-in-law to see Letters to Juliet. Cute but predictable! Rebecca spent the night at my house in Belle. We did the church thing and them ate Chinese for lunch - an all time favorite place to eat! We then rode to Huntington with Cindy and did some shopping and got Starbucks! The evening ended with the guys getting home and eating a homemade birthday meal for my father-in-laws 61st birthday.

My nephew is walking now! He looks so funny cause he is still short but it is SO cute!

Move in day in getting closer and closer! And it looks like I might- just might - have all my painting done in time! YEAH!

KWCC Men's softball league starts their season off tomorrow night with a double header. In celebration, I went and bought 2 of my very own lawn chairs! No more using my parents or my in-laws chairs! :0) I love softball season.

Positive or negetive?

Meet little David and his big sister Olguine. We meet them our second week in Haiti. They lost both of their parents in the earthquake and Joanne(a lady with our group) found a family in the USA who wants to adopt them. They stayed with us at our 'camp' the whole time Sarah and I were there. We all fell in love with little David and loved on him, played with him and help take of him. Both kids had a terrible cough that they couldn't seem to lose. Joanne gave them medicine and nothing seemed to help. She has finally found the problem. Here is the e-mail that Sarah, my dad and I received on Saturday:
"I just found out that David and Olguine both have TB. David's is in the tissue and Olguine's is in the lungs. I was tested too and am negative. Everyone should be tested who was around the kids when they were coughing. Sorry about the news, it is not likely that you caught it if I did not, but you should be checked out."

I am SO thankful they have finally found out what was wrong and they can now be treated! But now All of white people who played with them, ate with them, slept with them has to be tested for TB. We all went yesterday to get our little needle prick and we are now just waiting to see what to results will be on Thursday.

We found out that if you test to early after being exposed that you can test positive without really having TB. If we do test positive then we have to go and get chest ex-rays to see what those reveal.

None of us are really worried that we have it. If we do, then we do. It will just suck to have to take meds for a year, but oh well. I am only worried that if I do have it what it will mean for the daycare. I won't be able to work there or come anywhere near the daycare. And all the kids and parents will have to be told that they were exposed and go get tested. A mess that I am praying the daycare doesn't have to go through.