Cookies to Feel Better

My mom, Grace and I went out to dinner to Applebees with some ladies from the church. We enjoyed our time very much. A time filled with laughter, prayer, and lots of food. We came home only to find dad pitifully sitting on a chair who had a bad day. It went something like this.

Dad couldn't get his socks off because the previous day he had stepped on class and it cut the top of his foot. Well it was more like a sliced of skin. Gross. Blood was everywhere. So today his socks were dried to the blood on his foot, he hesitated to take his socks off. I was sitting near by where inch by inch he was slowly taking his sock off. After getting it all the way off and only had one part stuck to the wound he decided he needed to just rip it off. He counted. 1, 2, 3!!!! As he ripped it off and screamed from the pain he smacked his knuckles really hard on the coffee table on the way up. Then he started screaming from a different kind of pain and rocked back and forth. Now there was blood from the foot and swollen knuckles from the hand. Mom came over and tended to his "wound" and he screamed once more because she had touched it too hard and he declared she didn't know because it wasn't her wound.

After this drama he then told us about his sad dinner. He had grilled cheese and tomato soup. During the dinner he dropped his soup and broke glass everywhere so he had to clean it all up and went back to a cold grilled cheese sandwich. Then he looked at me really sad like and said,

"So... I ate some cookies to feel better."

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOklahoma

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOklahoma where the winds go... da da da da... nana nana nana na daada daaaa!!!"

I never know the words of that song but that one part and I alway just mumble or hum the rest. Ha.

Anyways, I made it in Enid, Oklahoma and so far, I'm liking it. I have lots to do today and this week. Finding a full time job is one of them. I have a few places in mind but please pray that the Lord will provide a job and that I will take whatever he provides me with without complaining.

I had a nice visit with my fiance, Paul, this weekend. It was so nice to see him and its nice that I'll see him again this weekend. Saying "goodbye" is no longer an issue... I just say, "See you later!"

Everyone at Dad's church were so nice and welcoming. I even had a welcome to Enid spagetti dinner which was delish by the way. Its so nice to be in dad's church and with my family again... even if we are all under one roof. Scary.

Anyways.. Thank you for your prayers as I traveled.. now lets pray until the wedding.

Bridal Shower

I wanted to say thank you to Mrs. Aschers, Mrs. Jane Cook, and Melody for putting together a wonderful bridal shower for me. I had a wonderful time and I really enjoyed seeing all of my friends from the past and present. Also a big thanks for those of you who could make it, I loved having a chance to talk to you. I felt very special that all of you showed up, not to mention loved. Thank you for all of the wonderful gifts. I can't wait to put them into my future home.

The Rock River Adventure

There has been a list of things for me to do before I move to Oklahoma from my home of 21 years, Rockford, Illnois. One thing I've been wanting to do (because my roommate has connections) is to go water sking. I have gone before but all were "sorry" situations and I never had a chance to really prove myself. The family Melody (the roommate) works for owns a boat have a pair of double water skis and offered to take me out on the river. I've posted several photos of this event. I mangaged to get up twice but only to fall quickly there after but both standing up adventures were triumphs in my book!! Mel only managed to get a picture of me falling from one of those times.

Even though I had a great time, I have to say that I'm sore from head to toe... But I'm glad I went. Also to end a great day on the river, I went tubing with one of the family's kid. Which was relaxing and fun.

**Of course MANY funny things happened from this glorious day, if you are interested go to my roommates blog and check it out.

The Squirrel, The Mop, and The Broom

I was sitting in my room talking to Paul on the phone. As we were in deep discussion I heard a knock on my door. I looked and Mel with quite an expression on her face said, "There is a squirrel on the basement stairs!"

At first I had to repeat what she said a couple of times, just to make sure. I hung up with Paul and ran down the stairs. As I arrived downstairs Mel was putting garden gloves on and was going to lure it into a bag. I looked down the stairs and saw a bushy tail and then a head. Two eyes looking at me. I decided to call dad. The advice he offered was not to do what Mel had in mind. After hanging up with dad, Mel and I created a plan. A plan that had to work.

We have a white dresser that sits in the dining room. We moved it in front of the kitchen door so it couldn't go into the dining room. I got a chair from the dining room so I could stand on it. The fear of the squirrel eating my ankles overwhelmed me. Mel sat on the counter with the broom. I had the mop. I opened the basement door and the squirrel wasn't moving. So we stood outside on the back porch... waiting... nothing. I decided to wait in the recycle bin.. overwhelmed once again of the thought of having my ankles nawed on. After some time went by of waiting, I went back inside and stared at him on the stairs.

Finally it came into the kitchen. I quickly shut the basement door and it crawled under a small bookshelf. I moved outside again while Mel with the broom (while standing on the chair) trying to push it out. Eventually it came out and didn't really know what to do with itself. He ran under the oven which was set at 400 degrees. ROASTED SQUIRREL!! Mel came up with the brilliant plan of feeding it dog treats. The squirrel was really into Buddy's pink ball and followed it around. Mel stuck the treats on the floor and it chomped away. During all of this the squirrel kind of squandered and Mel screamed and scurried to the left and right.

My final move was to the backstairs (by the back door) and the squirrel went out the door. People the squirrel has left the building!

God is so Good

As of right now the wedding plans are going great. God has been gracious in many ways, providing a lot of things. More recently God provided in a way that was unsuspected. There was something that I wanted to do (special) for someone at the wedding but certain things prevented me from doing this. Although this person was so kind and so good (not to mention patient) about the situation, I still felt like it wasn't enough. I wanted to do something in return. After complaining inwardly about it and not being satisfied, I started asking God to help me accept the things I couldn't change. Even though I was still feeling disappointed and not fully gracious towards God for the things he has been providing (basically drowning in my sin), God gave me the resources to be able to do this thing. Last night I was with a family friend (Boekes) that made it possible. Simply as a gift. Tears came down our faces. Especially when I realized that God was giving something that I did not deserve considering my behavior. God was gracious to me. Isn't our God so kind?

Thank you Jenna and Jeremy : )

A Karyn Moment

I have a brief story about Karyn that I would like to share with my readers. Karyn was busy making cookies this late afternoon in the kitchen when I heard her kind of grunt and sigh and talking to herself. I looked over and after she had used the mixer, she took off the beaters to wash them but for some reason, threw them in the garbage instead. Huh. Well.. then.. she had to reach in the garbage and take them out.

I'm sure we all have had moments like these, where we stuck something in the fridge or threw a shoe when we meant to through a ball...... hmm