Sorry About all that Whining!

I have lived in Texas for 4 1/2 years. It's hard to beleive, I know. I am a Northern girl, born and bred, and I definitely will never think of Texas as my home, but there it is. God had a good laugh, and he seems to be using this experience to build character in me that I was lacking.

Tom started a job search a few months ago, since we finally decided it would be good to move back to the East Coast (where all the grandparents live). Charlotte, NC was the selected target. We always pray a little prayer--"God, we're not too bright, and we want to do Your will. If this is meant to be, please give us a big, wide-open door. If it's not, slam that thing shut!"

Let's just say the job market in Charlotte right now is, well, frozen. Apparently, a city that bases its economy on banks (4 or 5 of the major ones) gets all in a tizzy when there's a mortgage crisis. Fancy that.

Know what's funny? I have spent four years disliking Texas, wanting to get out of here, feeling lonely, wishing for a change...and now, suddenly, I have this unexplainable peace. I can stay here for a while. I know it's not going to be forever. If you told me that I would be content with living in Texas (even a few months ago), I would have said you had a few screws loose. But there it is. Despite the heat, despite the distance from just about everyone I count as a "best" friend or family member...I am at peace.

Thank you, God. You are so faithful to me. Help me to make the most of the time I have left in TX. And...sorry about all the whining!

Got that Right!

I have a 17-month-old daughter, Jocelyn, who is experimenting with lots and lots of new words. Mommy. Daddy. Boppy (blanket). You get the idea. Kitty is "myow myow." Doggie is "pant pant" with tongue hanging out. It's very cute.

Yesterday, I killed a spider with my shoe. "Gotcha!" I exclaimed in triumph.

Jocelyn looked at me with a shocked expression. "Owie!"