This is the foyer. What you see right when you walk through our front door. It's not perfect yet. As I'm not much of a decorator, I just don't know what I want to do to "complete" the area. The flowers in the pic are the flowers that I posted earlier. They were Jason's anniversary gift to me. I love them here. They are dead and gone now, but I think I'm inspired to get a nice silk arrangement to go here. I always wanted an "entry way" and now I have one!!
I really will post more pics soon. It's just that there are still several boxes around and I've been so busy and so exhausted that getting everything perfectly clean and in picture ready condition is something that I've had to put on the back burner. But soon, I tell you. Soon. After vacation posting, I will get up house pics. I promise!
The other day I was folding laundry in my bedroom and I heard Gracie in the kitchen. I looked out the bedroom door into the kitchen and this is what I found.
I always dreamed of a big kitchen. Now I have that too! I have a kitchen big enough for my kids to run laps around it. Does God care about the details of our lives? I wholeheartedly believe he does! This video just makes me super happy!
Did you catch that reference to our vacation to the Bahamas (or the "hamas" as Gracie calls it) on that video? It's pretty much all we can think about or talk about around here. We are leaving in 5 days!!! Come Saturday, it's "vacation, here we come!" I have many, many, many, many pages of to do lists that I'm merrily crossing more and more off of each day and I'm determined not to let stress or anxiety get the best of me over this!
But let me just tell you about today's adventures... First of all, had ANOTHER late night working in the office and around the house. Went to bed around 1:30. Got up a little before 8am, got myself and kids ready and headed to Carroll County. Had many things to do. At the top of the list was going to the bank and getting into my Safe Deposit Box to get all of our Birth Certificates and our Marriage License. All documents that we need to board the ship.
Here's the play by play.
Can you believe that my birth certificate was NOT in the box?????? Mini-heart-attack.
Take a deep breath.
Look again.
It's STILL NOT in the box.
Composure is the name of the game. Very busy day. Kids in tow. Finish banking stuff.
Call Jason and ask if he has a girlfriend he would like to celebrate his 10 year wedding anniversary with since it appears that I'll not be able to go on the trip. He makes me feel better by saying, "Now babe, if that's the biggest thing we've got to worry about, we are gonna be ok. If I need to make a flying trip down to Louisiana to get you a birth certificate, I'll do it. Don't let this get you down. It's no big deal." (Don't you wish you could look at life like him? I sure do. He's just so stinkin' optimistic ALL the time. Sure am glad I'm married to him!)
Updated my facebook status to reflect crisis at hand.
Just as I expected, many sweet friends wrote to say that they were praying for me.
Felt a million and one times better.
Have a mental image of the birth certificate. I specifically remembered the last time I saw it. Or at least I thought. I had 1 really good idea of where it could be. (Thank you Lord for bringing that to my mind at just the right time!)
Between the prayers going up for me and this vision, I DID NOT have a panic attack of any kind. This.is.a.small.miracle.
My mom called and said she had been looking through all her papers to see if she had another certified copy. She only had a copy of a certified copy. Made me feel better that she cared enough to try. Finished my many errands, headed home.
Went right to my hope chest, opened it up (after clearing all the stuff of of it).
Grabbed the white envelope of travel documents that I saved from our honeymoon to Cancun 10 years ago.
Opened it up.
Grabbed the first paper closest to the front. Said a little prayer for God to have mercy on my tired soul.
Opened it up. Smiled. Praised and thanked the Lord.
THERE IT WAS!
Just like the little vision I had. Looks like Jason will have to cancel the plans for the stand-in girlfriend! Ha!
I was so thankful, you just have no idea. And I was so proud of myself for holding things together. I never even cried a single tear. That is big for me. I'm normally pretty emotional when things like that happen!
Does God care about the details of our lives? You bet he does!!
The one thing that I didn't get marked off my to do list today was to get the yard mowed. We don't own a lawn mower anymore and we've been having a nice older hispanic gentleman mow our yard since Spring. When we moved into our new house, we gave him our new address and thought he understood that we wanted him to continue mowing for us. We've never seen him. Needless to say, with all the rain and heat, the grass is way too tall. I have been stressing about it a little bit because we live in a neighborhood where that isn't looked upon too kindly. There are standards, I guess you could say. I've prayed off and on all day that I would stay calm about it and that it would all work out without me having to put too much time into it. Shortly after we got home, I was sitting at my desk looking at the list wondering what I was going to do to fix this problem tomorrow. Then my door bell rang. I opened the door and it was a lawn mowing man there to give me his business card. He's coming to mow tomorrow and he'll mow it again while we're on vacation. Does God care about the details? OF COURSE HE DOES!!!!! Such little, mundane things that consume our minds... but he cares about all that stuff too because He LOVES us. Wow. That's why I serve him during the hard times. Because I know he's always there and he cares. He gives the smallest blessings to get me through each day.
I will leave you with this:
This will be our home at sea next Monday thru Saturday!
And this:
As I was working in my office the other day, Rhett and Gracie walk in looking like this and holding hands. Rhett informed me that they were Cinderella and Prince Charming. He had dressed himself (did you notice the snow boots!) and had helped Gracie get dressed. She was so proud and insited that they hold hands the whole time they were doing this pretending. He was sweet enough to oblige. As they were walking out of the room to head back upstairs to play, Rhett turned around and said, "Hey Mamma, make sure you put this on the blog, ok?" Yes, my kids know all about the blog and look forward to checking for updates about and pictures of themselves. They are proud to have a mamma who loves them so much and is so proud of them. Now THAT makes me happy!
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