So I Took a Year Off…

Well, It’s been a year since I blogged last…It’s been a very busy year!

That’s no excuse, but it really has been quite an eventful time in our lives and I should have been blogging through it all.  Anyway, I’ll do my best to catch you up and I’ll try to do it in a short, timely manner.

Back in October, our best friends, Tim and Tandy Grandstaff informed us that they would be moving to Orlando to start Genesis Church Orlando.  When Tandy told us that they would be moving away, I cried for 3 hours straight. For the first 5 minutes I cried because I thought we were losing our best friends. I cried for the next 2 hours and 55 minutes because I knew that we were probably going to go with them. And then I cried on and off for the next 2 months or so because Georgia is my home. This is where my entire family is and always has been. But over time, God has completely brought me to peace with it all and I’ve realized that a 7 hour drive isn’t so far. It could be worse. We could be moving to California…That’s far. Or Washington State! That’s even further! But I digress.

We came to the decision to follow God’s calling on our lives and join in the adventure. That was in October of 2008.

Now, just a little backstory. For those of you who don’t know us; Jim and I have been married for 10 years. We have a daughter, the one and only Sophie Joy, who it 7 years old. We call her “The One and Only” because she is just that. She is our one and only child. She rocks our faces off every day. It took us a year to get pregnant with her. And when she was a year and a half we decided to try for another baby but it didn’t happen. Over the years we just decided that God felt that one was enough for us. And I decided not to argue. I mean, he knows me better than I know myself. Maybe I couldn’t handle another one. So we decided that we would just be happy with our one, rock star of a daughter and not press our luck. 

So you can imagine our shock, when on March 19, 2009, after 6 years of no babies, and only 5 months after accepting God’s calling, we found out that we are expecting a baby in November! What a blessing straight out of heaven! Our son will be called Jack. His full name will be Stephen Jack and we can NOT wait to meet him. I don’t know the first thing about boys. I don’t really even know what to do with one, but I’m going to figure it out and have a blast doing it.

I like to think of Jack as our “Thank You Gift” from God. Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t. I don’t really care. All I know is, I feel like the most blessed person on the planet and as long as I have my sweet little family with me, no matter where I am, I’ll be just fine.

Peer Pressure

It was peer pressure. I wanted to be different; to stand out. Everybody has a blog nowadays. Most of my friends, their friends, even my husband and his friends. I was determined to be the exception to the rule. If anyone wants to know what’s going on with me they can ask. And vice versa. The truth is, I’m not really sure that I have anything to say. I find most things funny or atleast amusing, but does anyone really want to read what my crazy, easily amused sense of humor has to contribute?

I was having coffee with two of my friends this morning (yes, the peer pressurers) and we were talking about how we don’t even have to email each other anymore to find out what’s going on in our lives. It used to be, “We don’t even have to talk anymore because we can just email!” and now it’s, “We don’t even have to email anymore because we can just blog!” I don’t think I want to know what’s next. We did agree, though, that it’s a really good outlet for those of us who need one, so…

Here’s to non-verbal communication! May our tongues never be tired and may our ears remain free from human voices, friendly or otherwise!

Amusing story of the day:

I was driving home from the store today, trying to explain to Sophie (my 7 year old) why she needed to wear her seatbelt tightly. Keep in mind, my father is a fireman.

Me: “You have to wear it tight! If we get into an accident you could get thrown out the window and die!”

Sophie: “How in the world would that happen?”

Me: “Oh, it happens. Just ask Papa Rick! He has to work bad accidents like that all the time!”

Sophie: “Hmm…I thought he just rescued kittens out of trees and put out fires.”

Oh to be 7 again…