Best txt Ever!

I got the best txt from DH today. A very simple: "I love you." It just doesn't get any better than that.

You got gum WHERE?!?!?

My 4yo got gum in his eyelashes today. His eyelashes!! Thankfully (or not) we know from experience that peanut butter works really well at getting gum out of hair. He was not exactly thrilled at having it smeared all over his eye lid though, lol. But it worked, and with minimal pulling I managed to get it all out. I can only imagine how it got there in the first place....

Murphy's Law of a Clean Floor

Nothing attracts spills and splatters like a freshly mopped floor.

Case in point: I mopped my kitchen floor this morning. It wasn't really very dirty, but it was kitchen cleaning day and your floor can't be too clean with a crawling baby. 3 hours later: 4yos decides to watercolor and manages to splatter all over the floor. 2 hours after that: not one, but two plates of spaghetti were dropped on same said floor. 1 hour after that: the floor got spot cleaned.

The Wash Line

I love hanging my laundry on the wash line. I started to do it for economical reasons, but now I do it for the pure joy. There's just something about standing out there in the sun, bare feet in the grass, baby strapped to my back, hanging laundry on the line. I feel connected to all of past womanhood. Women have been hanging their laundry for hundreds of years all across the globe, and I can have a part of that.

But I'm a freak and think it would be wonderful to get a plot of land somewhere and build a house of logs and start from nothing like in Little House, so it's really not surprising that I would enjoy hanging laundry. Plus I get some sun and a little color, which otherwise wouldn't happen :)

Celebrating the Sabbath

I've recently been convicted about celebrating the Sabbath. You know, a day of rest, on the 7th day of the week, Saturday. At first it was just a nice idea, then a good excuse to not do housework :) But as my conviction is strengthened in research I'm really trying to put it into practice now. Last week I concentrated on what NOT to do. I actually used my dishwasher, rather than washing dishes by hand. I didn't catch-up on cleaning I didn't finish during the week, I didn't spend the day goign through and purging baby clothes. So this week I've been thinking about what I SHOULD be doing. My first thought was "if I'm not cleanign, I'll have time to sew those diaper covers that dd needs!!" but it only took a second to realize that was actually work too. Of course I plan on spending some of that time with the Lord, doing Bible studies of things I never have time to research, things like that. And then it dawned on me, I need to spend that time with my children! Yes I'm with my kids all day everyday, but how much of my time do they really get? Little snippets here and there (which is somethign I've also been working on this week). So tomorrow, when we go outside, I will push them in the swings, and chase them around and play tag, and dig in the sandbox, instead of sitting in my chair on the porch. In the afternoon, instead of reading my own book or working on my cross-stitch, we will read ALL the books we borrowed from the library. When they take a bath, I will play in the water, instead of flipping through a magazine. It will be a day for my children and I to enjoy each other. For future Saturdays I have plans for the park (I hate the park), a trip to the lake, and any other fun thing I can think of. Maybe crafts, and baking. I will make Saturday about my children, and serve the Lord while doing so.

Writing Letters

Dh asked me start writing him letters again, which I'm torn about. I wrote him many many pages of letters after he first left and he never wrote me back. I finally stopped writing, for several reasons. First, I felt like I was having a conversation with myself. Second, it simply got too painful there for a while. I would think about him and write to him all day long, so I spent the whole day dwelling on everything that was going wrong. I wrote him the last 4 letters after he came to visit after the baby was born and he only ever read 2 of them. It took him over a month to read those 2, and he lost the other 2, the very last two, before even opening them. The last letter explained the final, and most important reason why I stopped writing. With each word I wrote I was trying to win him back. I was fighting my fight, and God had made it very clear to me that I was not to fight this fight but to let him do it. So I layed down my sword/pen and let God do the hard work. Every day got a little easier after that, when I focused on letting God change DH's heart and I focused only on being a better, Godlier wife, when I just enjoyed the friendship DH and I had rather than trying to make it more. And things started to get better, not just easier, and here we are today. So, anyways, DH asked me to start writing him again, though he never even asked why I stopped. So I wrote him a short letter, explaining to him why I stopped, and telling him I wasn't sure that I would be able to write again without trying to win my fight. I told him to feel free to write me, and I may answer, or I may not, but I would still like to know what's going through his head, as I don't feel like I've had a clear picture of that in years. I really don't feel like I have much to write anyways. He said he wants to know what's going through my head, but really, he already knows. I do have some new questions about where he's at now, but they will either be answered in due time or become obsolete, and some of them, I'm not sure I want the answer.

I think he's nervous about me moving there. I'm nervous too. He's afraid I'll try and move things too fast. I'm afraid of that too. I know where this will end up, God has promised me that we will be back together and receive an abundance of blessings when we get there. But I'm afraid of the unseen bumps in the road, the ditches that we may run into, the bridges that need to be built to span Grand Canyon size gullies. I pray this will go smooth and quickly and we will be together again in just a few months, but I'm preparing for more pain, more heartache, and more hard days ahead. Perhaps he'll write me and I will have a better idea of what to expect and know where he is. Perhaps he'll get my letter and decide not to. Either way, I must remember "The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace." Exodus 14:14. I need let God do the hard work of continuing to change his heart, while I do my work and change my own heart to be the perfect help-meet (with God's help of course).

A Good Day

The baby had a well-baby checkup today. She's growing good. Looks good and the Dr complimented me on how well she's doing (since she's never been sick and the Dr said her diaper area skin looks wonderful). I also had a nurse compliment me and told me that I "make motherhood look easy" Of course she didn't see my boys about throw each other off the exam bed or the obviously testing look my 4yo gave me when he ripped a page out of a magazine after I specifically told him not too, lol, but oh well. It's still nice to hear such things. I've actually been told I have an amazing amount of patience with them, which I sooooo don't feel, especially when the 2yo is being extra clingy and the 4yo seems to be constantly testing, then the baby just wants to get down and play in places where she obviously can't and gets rather angry about it. I had just such a day over the weekend. But today was actually pretty good, and once the 4yo was sure that I wasn't giving in he behaved very well.

God provides!!

Now that Dh has a good steady job he's been looking for a house for us to rent. So I got online to get quotes for a moving truck so we would have a better idea of how much we need and it's WAY more expensive then we were thinking. It was so discouraging to see that price come up and DH was discouraged when I told him. He tried to remain upbeat and said that he'd get it, it would just take longer. And then the next day he told me he had a plan, but wouldn't tell me what it was. I was seriously starting to consider just leaving all our furniture here and only taking our "stuff". One of those little trucks or a trailer would be much cheaper. So I've been praying for God to make a way for us to pay for the truck and asked my home-church to pray as well. Well, one of the ladies called me this morning and her and her dh want to pay for most of the moving truck!!! I am just so awed at how well God works. I cannot wait to tell DH. Now all we need is a house!!

Happy Father's Day!!

My poor DH is not having a good Father's Day. For one he's soooo sick. Just has a nasty summer cold, but they're the worst. I'm glad I'm not there to get it from him! And of course he doesn't have his kids with him on this day of celebrating fathers. That's kind of his own fault, but I still feel bad for him. He really is a great Daddy. He loves his kids and he wants what is best for them. Even when he wasn't sure if him and I would ever be together again, he wanted to do everythign he could to keep me at home taking care of them. And he really is an involved father. He loves to play with our kids. Loves to play with any kid really. I am so thankful to have him as my babies' Daddy. He's also having a bad day b/c the Father's Day cards we sent didn't get there in time :( The week kind of snuck up on me and before I knew it, it was Thursday. It usually only takes 2 days for mail to get from my house to his, but of course it takes longer when you're counting on it. I had the boys each make a card for him. I wrote on the 2yo's of course, but had the 4yo copy what I wrote on the other. Then I traced their hands on the inside of the card. Then they decorated them with stickers and markers. I also made him one from the baby and traced her hand on it. And I sent an 8x10 pic that had all the kids' pictures on it and said Happy Father's Day. And while I was going through boxes I came across the kids' cards to him from last year, so I sent them along as well. I think he'll like it. All he knows he's getting is cards from the boys, so hopefully he'll be nicely surprised. Ah well, my Mother's Day card, that I made him make me, was two days late, so we were joking that this is just his pay back :)

Ooh, speaking of DH. Last night (or was it the night before?) he was heading to bed, really sick and just wanted to go to sleep, but he called me first just to tell me he loved me :) When you've been through what we've been through there is nothign better than that. Praise the Lord for all the work He has done in my DH's heart.

Put the baby socks down!

Absurd: keeping more baby socks then your kids could ever wear

More Absurd: Keeping baby socks NONE of your kids have worn b/c they're feet have always been too big

Most Absurd:Keeping more baby girl socks then your baby could ever wear, that are too small for any of your previous babies' feet AND knowing that even if they did fit, a baby girl still wouldn't wear them b/c she's in tights and dresses all the time.

Have I mentioned my pack-rat tendencies?

Scholastic Rules

About two months ago I got an offer for 8 Dr. Suess books for something like $1.99, plus shipping, with NO COMMITMENT to buy anythign further. I think after shipping it cost me a little over $7. I meant to cancel after recievng the first shipment, but never got around to it, so today in the mail we got our second shipment. 2 more books for only $9.98, plus $3 something in shipping. Not bad since last time I bought a Dr. Suess book it was $9.98 for just one. Unfortunatly we already have one of the books and with money being tight right now I figured I'd return that one. So I called Scholastic and rather than return it, they gave me the option to donate it on their behalf to a non-profit organization and they took $7 off the bill!! So even with shipping, I'm paying less than retail for these classic children's books. I have a feelign they suckered me in and I won't be cancelling, at least not yet....

Walmart.com

I have started stalking Walmart.com. YOu'll never guess what for.....




Free samples. I love free samples. Doesn't everybody? Well, Walmart always offers free samples with no gimicks. They don't even send me spam-mail (unless my Spam gaurd is catching it?). And they constantly change what they offer. I checked it this morning and this afternoon and they had 2 new ones this afternoon. Need a link you say? No problem. http://walmart.triaddigital.com/Free-Samples.aspx?fromPageCatId=11

Join me in my free sample obsession.

Early Rising

I have become an early riser. Every morning, ok most mornings, I get up at, or shortly after, 5am. Insane you say? Just a month ago I agreed. I love sleep, I have always loved sleep. So getting up any earlier than necessary is not my idea of a good time. On one of my message boards they were discussing getting up before the kids to get some quiet time, some time with God, to get the day started on the right foot. I had lots of excuses why it wouldn't work for me. The kids are in bed with me half the time, they would wake up with the alarm. I'm up a couple times a night with the baby. Besides, I read my Bible every morning during bfast and get quiet time when I take a shower, I don't need more than that. Etc etc. Then a few weeks ago DH asked me to start calling him in the mornings to wake him up for work, at 4:30am my time. I didn't have a problem with that, I figured I would just roll over and go back to sleep. And so I did for a while. Then it occurred to me that DH was going to bed at the same time I was, literally. We would talk on the phone, hang up and then we both went to bed. So why couldn't I get up at the exact same time he did? The alarm excuse wasn't good any longer, I had been using the alarm on my cell phone and it didn't wake the kids at all. So I decided to give it a try. Fast forward a week and I was still getting up at 4:30. I had a few days were I went back to bed, but they were few. I wasn't really getting anything extra done around the house. I was so afraid of waking up the kids there were some days I didn't even turn on the lights! But I began to notice a difference in my days. I had been going through a rough spell, felling down and out and just beaten and alone, but after only 3 days of waking early the spell had almost completely lifted! The only thing I was doing in the morning was reading my Bible and praying, really praying to God. Not just the 10 minutes in the shower when the baby was sitting outside the tub fussing and I was worried about the boys were getting into, but real talking to God and praying for everything and everyone that I could think of. Shortly after that DH switched jobs and needed me to call him at 3:30am. I was NOT getting up that early and staying up. So I call DH at 3:30, then usually again at 3:50 b/c he requests a "snooze" and then I reset the alarm for 5am and go back to sleep. Most mornings I hit snooze once, but half the time I turn it off before it goes off again. I truely cherish my morning time now. So the moral of the story, regardless of how many excuses you have to not get up early and spend time with the Lord, regardless of how much you think you don't need it, just try it for a week or two, actually don't try, just DO IT for a week and two and see if it makes a difference. You may be surprised. I was.

Pumpkin plants

Last fall we bought a pie pumpkin, took it apart, roasted some seeds, cooked the fruit, mashed it and made pumpkin bread. It was a fun time. We don't celebrate Halloween so my kids would have no exposure to what the inside of a pumpkin is like otherwise. And every kid needs to squish their hands in pumpkin yuck, don't they? We also saved some seeds (not roasted) to use for counting and activities like that. So this spring rolled around and we were talking about planting gardens and how plants come from seeds and I got the bright idea to try and germinate some of our pumpkin seeds. I say try b/c quite honestly, I was skeptical. Can I really take a seed out of a pumpkin, let it dry up, count with it all winter and then 6 months later actually expect it to grow just b/c I put it in water? Turns out I can. So we germinated 2 pumpkin seeds and moved them to a small pot inside once they started sprouting. I was worried b/c they were growing much faster than I had anticipated. I was hoping to grow them inside for a while, them transfer them to big pots outside and hopefully take them when we move. But not at the rate they were growing. But the kids took care of that problem by breaking both plants :( So I thought we'd give it another shot (would you believe it worked the second time, too? Amazing). But now I was worried we wouldn't get any pumpkins b/c I thought it was too late and they wouldn't have time to ripen before it got too cold. I was telling a fellow (and more experienced) homeschooler my dilemma and she told me that I actually started the second set at just the right time. You're SUPPOSED to plant pumpkins later b/c they ripen in the cold. If they get too big before it gets cold then they jsut rot and never ripen. So now I'm really excited about our pumpkin plants again and hopefully the kids will see the whole plant cycle and we'll get to make pumpkin bread in the fall from our very own pumpkins grown from last year's seeds. The plants are just about too big for their little pot, so I need to get them moved. I'm trying to figure out if I should let the vines go over the edge of the pot unto the ground or if I should try and keep them in the pot. Anybody know? We hope to move in the next 3 weeks or sooner, but there's no tellign when it will actually be.

Icky icky icky

Pretty much since it got warm outside I've had a big ant problem. The problem isn't big, the ants are. Well, the problem is kind of big too. They're all over the kitchen, we kill them all day long, your typical ant problem. These ants creep me out though. For starters, they are really big ants. I've seen some that have to be 1/2 inch long. BIG ants. To add to the creep factor, they're carnivores. Seriously. If I have a cinnamon roll left out on the counter, it won't get touched, but if the tiniest piece of meat gets left on the counter they're all over it. Nasty. Meat eating ants. Won't touch sugar, or bread for that matter. But that's not the worst part. The worst part came today. I was getting out some aluminum foil, which was sitting on top of my microwave, when I noticed there were a bunch of crumbs and such in the box. No problem, figured stuff fell into, so I took it over to the trash can to dump the crumbs, when I noticed big ants coming out of the box. Lots of big ants. Then I took the tube out of the box. And it was full of big ant eggs and larvae and ants! Ick ick ick. I'm thankful I was standing over the trash can, because the whole thing quickly got dropped. It took me a few seconds to get myself straightened out enough to take the trash can outside. Then it took a few minutes before I could get up the courage to dump the trashcan into the big outside trash can. Ick ick ick. Big ants everywhere, scurrying around with their eggs. Ick. Thankfully tomorrow is trash pick up, otherwise I would trash piling up over my house b/c there is no way I'm opening that trash can again. Ick ick ick. I still feel all creepy crawly just thinking about it.

Decluttering and Purging

I've finally hit a point in my life where I'm ready to get rid of things. I'm genetically a packrat, but I'm just so tired of all this crap that we don't use and half of which I don't even like. For a couple years now I've been wanting to purge, but I'm just now (in the last year) actually able to do it. And I'm getting rid of lots. In the past 6 months or so I've probably donated 4 trunkloads worth of stuff and probably thrown away just as much. I started with the stuff that was readily available, toys the kids weren't playing with, clothes I wasn't wearing. And now I'm going through stuff in storage. It all needs reboxing for the eventual move anyways. So far I've brought home 4 trunkloads, and I only have one trunkload to take back. The rest is either in the trash or in other boxes to be donated. I'm also going through baby clothes. I've gotten hand-me-downs from lots of people, so my collection was huge. Literally, when my boys were babies, they could 2 months without wearing the same thing twice, not the same outfit, the same pair of jamas or even the same onesie! So I've started with the boy clothes (since the baby is still wearing the girl clothes), I put everythign into 3 piles: love it, it's okay, and hate it. The "hate its" obviously go into the donation box. The "love its" are kept and then I go through the "okays" again. I try to keep my number of outfits/jamas/onesies to 14, but of course, if there are more "loves" than that, then they all stay. If there are less then I pick out "okays" until I reach 14, though usually I end up with a few more than 14 b/c I still have packrat tendencies. But I'm getting rid of a lot either way. I've actually only gone through up to size 6 months (this is in jsut boy clothes mind you) and I've already donated a whole trunkload to Safe Passage, not to mention I still have 2 more boxes ready to go. So yeah, I have a LOT of baby clothes. I really hate having so much junk though that I don't need. It's more stuff to move (and since we've moved 6 times in the almost 7years we've been married, we move often), it's more stuff to keep track of, it's more baby clothes to wash and put away and switch out when they outgrow it. Oh, and remember that trunkload of stuff ready to go back to storage? Most of it is DH's stuff that he's told me I can't rid of. And actually, if it were up to him, I wouldn't have donated all that stuff so far, I would have kept it so we could garage sale it. I told him no way. I'm getting rid of stuff partly so I don't have to move it! I think living in basically 800sf has helped my purging efforts as well. In reality, we live in a 4 bedroom 1200sf house, but my mom has 2 of the bedrooms, so the kids and I only occupy about 800sf of it. Can't afford to have a lot of clutter around here, the house is full enough. And we came from a 2000sf house, so there's lots of stuff that we're not using. I don't mind the space (or lack thereof) though. It's less to clean. It's helped me purge. And, now I really don't care what size house DH gets for us. It's so freeing to not care about "stuff"!!

Bubbels

What is Bubbels you ask? It's this really addicting game that I was linked to a long time ago. I play it almost every day. Usually at least twice a day. It's what I'm doing when I probably should be blogging :) It's easy for me to do with one hand and since I normally have a baby nursing, that's pretty important. Anyways, it's lots of fun and worth checking out. But be prepared to be addicted. I warned you.

http://www.freeflashonlinegames.com/play-now/bubbels.html

Just randomness

So we had church today. Actually, we fellowship with a couple other families at our homes (well, not my home, but the rest of htem take turns hosting at their homes). I love it for so many reasons. I actually had a regular church I was going to, my mom would go with us, but when she got busy on weekends I couldn't go b/c I don't put the kids in Sunday School or the nursery or anything and handling all three by myself was not fun. So about the time my mom started not being able to make it I began worshipping with these families. It's so great b/c I can hand the baby to either another parent or one of hte teenagers so I can take care of the other kids. And if one of them is acting up, I know I'm not distracting anybody b/c they're all used to and have the same issues :) Also, the main families are all quiverful. One family has 8 kids (though 2 are doing missions right now so I haven't met them), one has 6 or 7 I think, and the other has 5, with the youngest being only 3 months. I love being around large families since I want one of my own. And of course, I love going b/c they're all like me. They have mostly a Church of Christ background, they wear skirts and the women have long hair and our overall just very Godly women to be around. I feel so much inspiration and fellowship when I'm with them. I will miss them greatly when we move to be with DH. I'm hopeful we'll be able to find a homechurch we like after we move, but it's so hard to find one, they don't exactly advertise, yk? I'm hoping to join a local homeschool group after we move and maybe somebody there can hook us up.

Sometimes it's hard though goign to worship. There's one thing that's really bittersweet. Recall the family of 5, with a 3 month old baby. The DH is only a little older than my DH and reminds me a lot of him personality wise. He's always got one of the boys in his lap (their younger 2 boys are the same age as mine), or he's holding the baby (a girl only a few months younger than mine) and it's just bittersweet to watch. I think of all the things htat DH is missing. He's missed half of our daughter's first year. He missed watching our 2yo learn to talk, he's missing our 4yo learn to read. He's been gone for 9 months. Do you know how much children age in 9 months? Our daughter is absolutly fascinated when she's around men. She just stares and stares. But what can I expect, she doesn't see them very often. I pray she gets to know DH before she hits any kind of stranger anxiety.

I"m sure I had more to post, but do you think I remember any of it now? Guess that will have to work.

Good things from DH

Lots of good news on DH. First off, he's got a great job, that pays well. It's a factory job, which I am praising the Lord about. His real passion in life is cooking, he loves to cook in restaraunts,but to be honest, most of his temptations are present in the restaraunt business. Our marriage was the most stable for the 3 years he worked in a factory. And restaraunt work really isn't family friendly. Usually no benefits, wacky schedules, no paid vacation, etc. So I'm happy that he's working in a factory. He really likes his job too. He's actually talking about keeping this job FOREVER. He had two friends that work there, one has been there 6 months, the other less than a year and they're both making almost 50% that DH has made in the last 2 years. I'm pysched.

Also, he's been helping this guy he lives with fix up the yard at their place and this morning he tells me "I'm getting a lot of ideas for when we have our house. Did I just say that outloud?" So I told him I understood what he meant, unless he's keeping secrets and planning on moving in with us right away, he responded "not right away."!! Yay. I love hearing those things.

And the night before last he was telling me how beautiful I am and in all the right places. He loves feet and hands and apperantly mine are quite pretty.

So anyways, lots of good things from DH, I'm so thankful that the Lord is blessing me in our relationship.

I love beign a mother

When you read that title, you should add some sarcasm. Ok, so not a lot of sarcasm. I really do love being a mother, but somedays....Well, I need a vacation. So why the extra need for a vacation today? My kids have this thing called "Coinstruction" or something like that. It's these little plastic pieces that you use to build things out of coins. It's a bit old for them, but they like to make people and small things like that and occasionally ask for me to make the big things pictured on the box. I really don't mind doing it, it's actually my kind of task, I get to build somethign but don't need any real creativity b/c I'm just copying off the box. So anyways, last time I built them a semi-truck and they played with it for about two minutes before completely destroying it (it took me somethign like an hour or more to make). Then when it came to be time to pick it up, they (well, mainly the 4yo) threw a big fit about how it was tooo big of a mess to clean up, etc etc and it took them forever to get it picked up. So that was over a month ago. It hasn't been brought out since b/c of that episode. Today they asked if they could play with it again, so I got it down and they wanted me to build them a house, so I did (another hour+ job) and it took them about 10 minutes to make it into itty bitty pieces. After a while it got to be close to dinner time so I told them they had to pick it up so we could get the table set. A big fit ensued, and they finally started slooooooowly picking it up. Half an hour later they had hardly made a dent in the mess (despite my being right on top of them about it), so I cooked my own dinner and ate it, while they continued picking up. Another half hour goes by with still only little progress. So I told them they had one hour to get it picked up, and after that it was going to be too late for them to have dinner, they would have to just take a bath and go to bed. They got moving quicker, for a little bit, then slowed back down. I gave them a few reminders, made them stay on the table rather than play, etc but the hour went by. So they got quick baths, with no playing, just got cleaned up and got out. I gave them a few slices of bread so they wouldn't starve and sent them to bed. That was at 6pm. This game will now be put up, in my closet for a very long time. So yes, it's not even 7 yet and my kids have been in bed for almost an hour. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

Welcome!!

Welcome to my blog, well, actually my second blog. I used to blog under this name, then it became a chore and I was only ever updateing, then we didn't have internet for a while so nothing got posted, etc etc, and then my life fell apart and I needed a place to type so I turned it private (since no one was reading it anyways) and now I've been thinking that I should probably start blogging again, perhaps I could be an inspiration, or a Godly example to someone, you never know, so I was going to start a new blog, but wanted this url b/c it's MY username and I hate having to add a 1 or something stupid like that, and then I discovered I could change the url to my old private blog, so I did and then I made a new kugoi blog. How's that for a run-on sentance? So anyways, welcome to my new blog. Hopefully I'll get on here and actually post some interesting stuff every now and then, and just in case I don't, I won't tell anybody I actually have a blog until later :)

A little background on me. I've been married for almost 7 years, Ihave 3 kids, 2 boys and girl, am a sahm and doing my best to serve the Lord. My husband and I seperated almost 9 months ago, his choice, not mine, and he moved several states away. So we're working on working things out. He wants me and kids to move out there, he doesn't ever plan on living around here ever again. So as soon as he gets us a place to live, the kids and I will be packing up and moving. At first he doesn't plan on living with us, but it is his ultimate goal. You may get more details about that as this blog goes on, I don't really want to go into our whole relationship right now b/c it's a mess. But I believe that God has promised we will get back together and we have many many blessings in store afterwards. Without that promise, I would not have made it this far, of that I'm sure. It has not been an easy road, lots of heartbreak and loneliness. But God is good and it will all work out in the end.

Well, that's enough for now, I need to get going so I can watch National Bingo Night in 15 minutes. Have to finish my before bed list before then :) Hope to see you around!