The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

You Are Cameo

You are understanding and very empathetic. You don't tend to have acquaintances. Everyone is your friend. And all of your friends tend to be friends. You have a knack for bringing very different people together.

What Color Orange Are You?

I didn't even know this was a color.

TGIF

This week at mutual I was asked by the Deacon advisor if I could help him with the lesson on Sunday. He asked if I could talk for three minutes about how the Lord has blessed me this week. I swallowed a guffaw. Didn't he know who he was talking to? Unbeknownst to him, I had already declared the week a failure and thought of saying snarky things like, "The Lord has blessed me with a memory foam pillow and sugar free coca." Those are things that I'm grateful for, but I doubt what he's looking for in an "experience". Despite my reservations, I agreed.

Flash with me two days later and I have several experiences that I could share. My only problem now is how to share some pretty special things with a rowdy group of adolescents. I doubt I'll talk for my allotted time, but I'm glad that he asked me to help him. It's actually just another way that the Lord has blessed me. I'll share a few more with you...don't worry I'll quite waxing sentimental in a few sentences.


Gomefry is such a great person I'm
blessed to be loved by
him.


My co-workers, while
we are a raucous bunch, they are some of the most supportive people I know.


Prayers have been answered in a
way I had given up praying for.


Spending time with 3 great YW
and 1 AMAZING advisor/friend. We were blazing trails and cutting corn!


Hopfully I'll be able to keep up with my goal of writing once a week. I have the time thanks to job #2. I actually like thinking about a topic and then writing. I'm a dreadful journal keeper, but I might just stick with this.

Working for the Weekend

I’m just sitting at job #2 and realizing that I am LONG overdue for an update. The masses are just clamoring to know what is going on in my ever-impressive life.

The past month has been really busy; I’ve started working at a local non-profit three nights a week. I just sit here for a few hours and make sure the building is secure before I leave. Not mentally or physically taxing. Why pick up an extra job? A few reasons:

1. Christmas is coming and the goose is getting fat. Gomefry and I have committed to doing Sub-for-Santa and I will not have disappoint children at Christmas on my conscience.
2. We are trying to pay down some debt faster. Necessary, but not exciting.
3. We are contemplating adding to our small, but sensational family. So some ready money is our ticket to secret society of Parents

We’ve decided to stick around the area for another 18 months. Hopefully we’ll have all our ducks in a row before we head to graduate school.

You may notice the new widget to the side. That is a new site I’ve stumbled across. It’s fantastic. Lately I’ve been really concerned about raising children in a multicultural world. Most of the contributors are in multicultural families. They are adoptees, adoptive parents, or involved in interracial relationships. The posts have really resonated with me. Either because I’ve had similar experiences or they have given voice to feelings I’ve had.

I don’t want to sound like I’m wallowing in painful memories. As we contemplate adding to our family, I have a big desire to help my children love and be proud of who they are.