The One Where I Ramble

It’s almost been a week since I last posted. I feel like there should be a meeting for me to attend, where I stand at a podium and make that confession. Sorry, I got sidetracked there. That’s my problem though. December. I get sidetracked a lot. There is too much going on, and I’m on the train most of the time. Going 100 miles an hour. And then other times I’m chasing the train. It’s still going 100 miles an hour.

Do you ever feel like that?

I hate it! There’s too much to do, too many places to go, extra money needed, and I still have the same resources.

I have to give myself a breather, and just pray. I’m not alone. I am not alone. Jesus is my guide. He doesn’t expect to be perfect. He knows I’m not, and He still loves me! And now, I feel better!

I’m on track with my 90 day bible readings. I had a little catch up to do over the weekend, but I’m back where I need to be. I cannot tell you how much I love it! It’s probably what is keeping me sane right now.

Saturday was Matthew’s first basketball game of the season. He’s in second grade, and they can steal the ball on passes now. That’s a big thing! It’s so much fun to watch him play, and he’s really improved since first grade. He towers over everyone, so he is the rebound king. I named him that, unofficially, of course. After his very early game we decided to eat at Bob Evans. A ten to fifteen minute wait turned into 45 because they crossed our name off the list as if they had seated us. When they discovered it, the manager suggested to the greeter that maybe we wanted to sit outside. We didn’t find that funny, but we continued to wait. What came available was two different seats, so Brooke and her boyfriend had a table all to themselves. They loved that!

The afternoon consisted of a Toxic Waste candy eating contest. It’s supposed to be the most sour of all candy, and the boys asked for it for Christmas. I know it wasn’t Christmas, but they couldn’t wait. And I couldn’t resist the temptation of seeing the puckered faces. In our opinion, they aren’t as sour at Warheads, but they are pretty sour. Matthew put three in his mouth at once, and I really wish we had recorded his reaction. It was hilarious! I had skin hanging from the roof of my mouth with the three pieces that I ate.

Sunday was the racing banquet for the boys. That needs to be a separate post, because I have so much to say about it. I’m so proud of both of them!

Monday I woke Matthew up and he complained of a sore throat. He had coughed all night, so I took his temp and he had a fever. The doctor sent him for a chest X-ray because his lungs sounded coarse, so we hung out at home for the day. They called us in the afternoon and told us the X-ray was negative, so it’s probably something viral. Also encouraged us to get the flu shot, because it’s already in Indiana. Ugh! Why does she insist on arguing with me every year about the flu shot? We’re not going to do it! Get that in your head.

So, now you’re caught up with my ramblings, I mean my weekend!

Speaking of a virus and cough, I took Nyquil about an hour ago, so I can’t guarantee that any of the above will make sense to you, because I can’t follow it. Good night all!

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