instead of keeping these late hours I've been keeping...sing with me!...I've been tracing and retracing every step of every move...
That's a good song. It's a tad unrelated, but good for a post at 10 p when you only had 6 hours of sleep last night. Ha--listen to me! I have obviously settled into break mode quickly. 6 hours of sleep used to be really good.
Tomorrow we get family pictures done for the church directory. I'm so excited. Our pictures two years ago turned out really nice.
I really need to jump onto Christmas shopping. I haven't done any. Good thing we're celebrating it a week late this year. Our Christmas tree is up and totally overdone, just the way I like it.
Last night was Twilight Prayer and Praise. We almost didn't go since the roads were icey, but I'm glad we went anyway. I feel full, replenished. Christian fellowship is such a mystery to me. Why do we self-destruct by denying it to ourselves? Why do we see God differently when we're alone than when we're with a group? Why did God make it where we need both?
Poor Caleb has a terrible, croupy cough. There's not much we can do for him. :( And of course, we're having to practically tie him up to get him to slow down and rest.
Friday I have a job interview with IBC at 2--please pray! Friday is my last day at Donna's! And Chera's going to call me Friday and I get to go to the homeschool band concert! Oh, but Chera, if your throat is still sore Friday, don't call me. I don't want your voice to run away like mine did.
I have turned into quite the ogre while at home this semester. I'm not quite sure why, but that doesn't really matter, I just need to straighten up. I think the main thing is I need to praise more than I gripe.
We had dinner at Mazzio's with the Teagues tonight. They are so awesome! Mama, Mrs. Teague and I discussed trends and situations, past and present, of the Christian music industry, economic theories of the advantages and disadvantages of deflation and inflation, psychotic habits of our own and our family's, and other sundry topics. Stockton let me listen to an awesome Celtic fiddle piece on his mp3--it was beautiful.
I'm going to go play or read something mindless. My sinuses are terribly congested and I'm tired, so I don't feel like writing anything original or reading anything beyond a 5th grade level. Love y'all!