Updates

Last week was our 2nd anniversary and Roy's 25th b-day. For our anniversary I made roast dumplings and peas. Pretty tasty, but the dumplings always end up too doughy. Hmm, must remedy that. We went out to dinner for Roy's b-day to Texas Roadhouse. Roy got a steak (it's the only time he does, I won't make them). I got BBQ grilled chicken... and a sweet potato... and then I remembered I don't like sweet potatoes. Oh well, Roy had my leftovers for lunch the next day. So all ended well
I've been at my in-laws this week while Roy has been gone. It's been fun, but I'm ready to go home think. I'm not going home till Thursday though. Hopefully Roy won't have to keep leaving about every other week. It's getting old. But as he reminds me, it is job security. Whatever, I'm just tired.

Dead kitties aren't much fun...

Yesterday our whiny cat came to the back porch limping. Looked at his leg and paw and saw nothing wrong. The problem is that his leg is twice the size it should be. He actually was limping worse today. We are thinking that his leg is broken. I think that we are going to end up having to put him down, which I don't really like but there aren't a lot of options. Now I feel really aweful about wanting to get a new cat and trying to figure how to do it since our cat is a full blooded male. So we couldn't get another male without fixing them both beacuse he'd run the new one off. And we wouldn't be able to get a female cat without fixing them both because I'm not for dealing with sex maniac cats or kittens. I feel bad. We are going to wait a while and see if he gets any better. If not, then we'll have to deal with it then. :(

It's Raining Doom!

Everywhere I look we are losing things or they are breaking. Our computer pooped out on me for the fourth or fifth time since buying it a few years ago. the first time was a couple of weeks after i got it. I can't find the camera cord or anything else in our freaking house. I keep asking Roy if we can move yet. He says no. We have to stay in our house at least 3 years. One year down. I'm getting anxious to move. I don't want to unpack or throw boxes away, I might need them later. Oh crap, I'm turning into my mother!

Maybe It's Time...

Roy has been gone since Sunday morning. I miss him so naturally I do what I've done for years to ease my pain... and I eat. A WHOLE FREAKING CHEESECAKE! I think it might be the time to reevaluate my coping skills. Like go running (or walking). Or I could sit and make a cake... cake sounds good...

Mean Kids

So I taught our Valiant 10 class today by myself. It was really hard because the kids were on one today. They were loud and just weren't really listening. We had a little girl visiting today. She tended to talk a lot and was a strange girl but never-the-less, It was no excuse for the way they were treating her. they were talking about her and calling her weird and were moving to get away from her. I tried to get them to behave, but they were just mean. in closing exercises she sat by me and told me that she didn't feel accepted in class today. It tore my heart out that these kids couldn't get past some one's differences and be friendly. When I was in the nursery, the little kids were more excepting. they would share toys and snacks. It just frustrates me. Next week we are going to have to have a talk about treating "different" people kindly.

To Do List

So I was just thinking about everything we have to get done this year... A LOT! Our tub has started two new cracks to go along with the big one. Stupid, yellow tub was probably the original one from when the house was built. So once our tax refund gets in, we get to gut our bathroom. Doesn't that sound like fun?

Change

I officially don't like change. I'm sure it is good for me, but I don't want to. When we moved into our new home, we got called as nursery leaders. I didn't even have to think about it. I love little kids, and none of the kids in our families are real close by that we get to see them often. So I've had fun. Get to read books, and play kitchen. Play with trucks and baby dolls and teach simple yet true gospel principles. I've finally got the nursery thing down... and we're getting released. Roy reminded me that as soon as you get comfortable, you get a new calling. We are now called to teach Valiant 10. 10 year olds don't think I'm as funny as 2 year olds do. :( I guess this is God's way of teaching me to appreciate his children of all ages. (Just don't put me in YW yet!)