Saturday, July 19, 2008

Are you my bed?

Happy late Thursday evening everyone. How are you doing? I'm doing good, but pretty exhausted. You know when you're traveling or staying at someone's house, it's always good to get away from your house, but man....isn't is always FANTASTIC to come home and sleep in your own bed? Seriously, there is nothing better than that. Tomorrow, I get to do that for two nights. It will be nice to be in my bed, but since I won't be home very long, I won't even have time to adjust to being in my bed. I haven't sleep in my bed hardly at all this summer. I have had five housesitting jobs so far, one still to go. Since about the middle of June, I've only been home maybe one or two days total. Yes, horrible right. I'm so, so, so tired of being away from home, living in other's houses, sleeping in different beds. And lately, over the past few weeks or so, I seem to have difficulty sleeping. Oy vei. Housesitting is definitely a nice supplement to the income in the summer, but I can't ever recall being gone this much. Someone already booked me for next summer, still not sure if I will be here or not. Thankfully this next housesitting job is only five days then I'm done. Whew! It's been a long summer. It will be good, I want to take day trips to explore my state and very well couldn't when I was watching animals. August 1st, I am heading out to California (hopefully J is coming with me) to kiss on these adorable cheeks:


It's the Paigey!!! Don't you just want to eat her up? I can't believe she'll be one soon.

This week at church is also Vacation Bible School. Holy heel spur, Batman. My poor feet are killing me. For those of you who don't know, I have heel spurs in each foot and being on them constantly makes it worse. My job at VBS is to supervise the preschool area, which requires walking around a good portion of our campus making sure everything is okay. And it's not a small campus. My foot doctor said I should take Ibprofen three times a day to keep the pain at bay, but I refuse to do it. That stuff eats the lining of your stomach. My feet have been hurting so bad this week that I've been popping those things like my life depends on it. As exhausting as VBS is, it's totally worth the pain every year. It's just so fun to see all the kids around the campus, it's fun to hear them learn stories in the Bible. The best is when a wee little three year old is trying to tell me what they have learned, it's seriously the most precious thing. Although I had to lay the law down tonight with a five year old. He was just giving his teacher a difficult time, I pulled him aside and explained how he knew the rules and how he knows not to act that way if I were his teacher (I have had him in Children's since he was 6 months old), so I expected him to treat his teacher the same way he would if I were in the room with him. I also pulled the "mom" card on him and threatened to call his mom. He straightened up after that. He really didn't want to deal with the wrath of Miss Brandy and  his mom. I also had a parent get mad at me last night for a stupid reason. When he dropped off his daughter, she was crying, fifteen minutes later her teacher called for me and wanted me to look at something. I went into her class, this little girl still crying. Her teacher proceeded to show me a nasty cut on the bottom of her baby toe. He said it didn't happen here, but this little girl had no band-aid on and it was bleeding pretty bad. And let's not mention the fact that she had on flip flops.  I'm sorry, but if your daughter has a cut on the bottom of her toe, do you really think it's a good idea letting her wear flip flops when we are constantly rotating stations, outside? I called her parents and made them come get her. She was not letting us touch her foot and it looked pretty bad. Dad was less than thrilled when he had to come back not even 30 minutes after dropping her off to pick her up. They knew about the cut, but figured it was nothing. Not so much....the first thing the EMT that we had on site said was, "Oh". Yeah, seriously if the EMT has a look of shock that a three year old has the nasty of a cut, then it's not good.

I just bought Hillsong United's CD, I Heart Revolution. It's a double CD. It was at Berean for $18. I was debating on getting it, but there are so many amazing songs on the album, all live. I decided I would get it. I was super excited when it rang up for $14.50. Sweet! All the more reason to buy it. I've really been loving the song, "The Stand", it's just amazing and brings chills to my arms and tears to my eyes. When I think about how amazing God is, what He has done to this life of mine, and how how I'm crazy blessed by the people He has put in my life, I'm in complete and full awe. Sweet diggity dog, God is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!

Here is part of the song, my favorite part of the song.

So I’ll stand
With arms high and heart abandoned
In awe of the One who gave it all

So I’ll stand
My soul Lord to You surrendered
All I am is Yours

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