Too much

Well, I feel like I should do some sort of post. There has been soooo much going on I don't even know where to start. So, here's the short version.

1) We had an awesome time in Ohio that went by way to quickly. I have a total of about 6 pictures and only have those because Josh took them. So, just take my word for it.

2) Promptly after we left the state, Whitney decided to go into labor. Okay, well technically she's been going into labor for the last few months. But ...

3) I have a niece!!!! Emery Elizabeth was born yesterday morning. (And I've yet to see a single picture!)

4) Our house is in chaos. This move thing is dragging on. I'll probably still be unpacking in July. Therefore, expect pictures of the finished product in August. But I do love the new place so it's worth it.

5) I have officially made it to 12 weeks. My first appointment is coming up. I'm really just excited to hear the heartbeat. That other stuff ... not so fun. We're still debating over whether my bump is the baby or just the same padding that's been living there for a while.

We're out of here!

Well, this week has been a whirlwind and it doesn't look like things will be slowing down in the near future. In fact, it's turning into packing mania because WE'RE MOVING! I'm obviously not excited at all. We found a townhouse only a couple of miles away with some extra space. It's also a little bit newer, so hopefully we will be the only ones living in it. (I'm soooo done with the creepy crawlies. Did I mention we found one in our bed last week?)

Anyway, I really feel like God has worked this out. We decided it was a great place after we looked at it, but when we went to fill out the application we found out that they didn't have any empty. They called us back (which is a miracle in itself) that same day to tell us that a deal had fallen through and we could have it if we wanted it - available for immediate occupancy. So, we're starting things rolling this weekend.

We decided to go ahead and pay a little extra just to be able to take things slow and not have to rush it, so we technically have until the end of the month. I really think that will help my stress level over the moving bit. It will be sooo exciting to be settled in.

I told you

The truth is that I do actually do more than sleep. That's the problem really. By the time I do more, I am totally exhausted and lately my dishes have been multiplying in the sink - I swear.

But something pretty funny (and embarrasing) did happen this week. Every now and then when I'm on the road I start to get very sleepy. This happened before baby ever came along, and has definitely been happening more frequently. Sometimes I'll eat a snack or call the fam to wake me back up. Other times, I just decide to take a quick catnap in the parking lot before I can possibly considering driving any more.

This week, I definitely needed a nap. I couldn't even summon the energy to go into the courthouse, so I locked the doors, laid my head on the steering wheel and slept for 5 -10 minutes. I didn't exactly mean to sleep that long, more like close my eyes for a few minutes. But apparently I slept pretty hard.

(At this point, I tried to google a picture of the steering wheel on my car, but surprisingly none to be found - imagine with me...) My steering wheel has a lovely little square in the middle that says pontiac inside. The line that forms the square is very much indented. And the skin of my forehead very much formed itself into that line. (Luckily, I slept high enough that it didn't say pontiac in reverse.) So, I woke up with a bright red, raised line on my head - no where near hidden by the bangs.

It was beautiful. You soooo would have laughed at me. So go ahead - I give you permission now.

But there's a good reason ...

I know I haven't been posting often. But there's a good reason.
I like to sleep.
Alot.
And that's what my life looks like right now.
Because of this.
:)

Jesus for President

First of all, this post has nothing to do with the book. Unless you count the fact that since hearing Shane Claiborne speak I would be curious to read it. It has more to do with my random train(s) of thought.

I was thinking about government today and how it seems like the trend is to give more control to the government these days. Maybe because it is "easier" just to let them deal with our problems. I was thinking about the very large checks I wrote for our taxes this year and wondering if it would just get higher. After the great government goose chase I had on Monday (in which I spent an hour trying to track down a file that is apparently lost, but it would be too hard for the clerk to make a couple of calls to track it down for me so I don't have to run all over the building ((long story)), I don't have a lot of faith in the organization of the government. I am leery of sending them my money because I'm not sure if I can trust a) what they will do with it and b) that it will be efficiently used toward that purpose.

BUT, this is not a political post. And honestly, my thoughts on government have no bearing other than to explain where they led.

The thought crossed my mind that the only way I would be comfortable with government controlling my money would be if Jesus were president. I would even send him everything I make because ... it's Jesus. (Although that doesn't work if you throw congress into the mix, because they would probably be like the Pharisees and try to get Jesus impeached and not vote through any of his laws.)

Then, I started thinking about Jesus. Because it is really easy for me to say that - even to myself. But I have been reading the book of Luke lately and Jesus... well Jesus is hard to wrap my mind around. I know Him, and Who he is resonates in the deepest part of me. He proclaims good news to the poor, freedom to the captives, sight to the blind, freedom to the oppressed. I see myself in that list.

But Jesus also makes people uncomfortable. He parties, he hangs out with people who who are edgy at best, he extends mercy too freely, he allows extravagant expressions of love in the wrong place at the wrong time, he challenges the status quo, turns religion on it's head, confronts and insults the religious leaders in their own home. And I see myself in them. In their reaction to this Jesus. Who does he think he is and what does he think he's doing? Jesus makes me uncomfortable.

The part that makes me uncomfortable is the part that brings the change we so desperately need. I think I need to embrace the justice Jesus brings.

As far as president, I'm pretty sure Jesus wouldn't go for it anyway. He came to change people not government. But it is challenging to think about how my life might look different if He had as much control as I like to tell myself He does.

I'm not really a morning person

I'm not really a morning person. Usually one of may favorite things to do is press the snooze button. I love that feeling before waking up of drifting between asleep and awake. I'd actually gotten into a really bad habit of snoozing for an hour or more - which is very relaxing at the time, but puts me in a huge rush when I finally wake up.

But in the last week or so, things have been changing. I wake up and instead of feeling drowsy and dragging myself out of bed. I feel awake! I feel like getting up and getting things done (which is good because there are a lot of things that need doing). I'm not sure what made the difference, but I'm really thankful for it. Hopefully it will keep up because while I still like sleep, I also like mornings.

Note: For those of you who are naturally morning people, you will not understand the significance of this post - just trust me on this one.

My typical is untypical

So today has already been quite the adventure and it's not even 10:00 am. I woke up at 6:00 today. This is totally not normal for me. Usually I love my sleep, but since I was awake I went ahead and made Josh breakfast (eggs and toast, thank you very much).

Josh left for work and I went ahead a got ready for the day. But he called me when he realized his glasses were still at home and asked if I could bring them to him. So around 8, I headed out. My car was awfully close to empty, so I stopped for gas. I was then informed by the attendant that our bank was having some kind of issue and none of their debit cards were working, so I would have to pay another way. I don't carry a credit card, and happened to use my last check on Monday.

I drove on to Target, by now the needle was pointing to E, gave Josh his glasses and stole his credit card. Whew. Crisis averted, I decided to stop at Kroger before going home. I bought all I needed and was feeling proud to have accomplished so much while it was still so early. But I didn't feel like making more than one trip up the stairs so I loaded up with all the grocery bags I could carry. Dropped two trying to get the door to the building open. Dropped another trying to get my keys out to get in the apartment door. And that was the one with the eggs in it. Surprisingly, only three were busted and leaking out.

And that is the fascinating story of my day so far. Typical - unusual and yet still boring. (This is why I don't blog very often. lol)