Good News/Bad News and Ransom Rumblings…

Good news first:

1.  It’s mid-terms!  I am half way done with my 1st full time semester & I’m alive! 🙂

2.  I love limewire.  I bought a 12-month subscription for $35 in July & in the last two weeks I’ve literally downloaded like 600 songs.  My fave recent albums: Pink (who doesn’t love “So What”???), Jennifer Hudson & Selah (a really cool bro/sis team that sings Christian hymns, Gospel & praise stuff acapella).  Now that I spend 10 hours a week in the car having a variety of music feels like a must –I get soooo bored.  I try to pray & then after that I call all my friends but who knew they are actually not at my beckon call.

3.  I had a really great weekend just hanging out with Dave.  We’ve both in separate worlds and really missing one another.  I love my husband, he’s so great.

4.  I’m super excited for this weekend as my pal, j is having a bridal shower & I’m ready for all the girly love.

5.  More on bargains… I got 25 of those early detection preggo tests on ebay with shipping for a total of $8.99 – woo hoo woo hoo hoo 😉  Baby making begins this month.  Hopefully, I’ll only need 1 or 2 or 3 of those tests!  Bring on the babies, baby! 🙂

Bad news:

1.  Dave & I got lost on the way to church on Sun. (it was visiting at a different place –long story).  We were stressed b/c we were signed up to do childcare & I was speeding.  Yep, after 5 long years of no tickets I got a stupid $110 speeding ticket.  10 over.  Bummer, huh?  From a cop with that little gun thing, standing in the road.  Boo.  With our insurance rates going up + the ticket means that little trip to church is going to cost about $700.  It’s just disgusting isn’t it?  What happened to being rewarded for good behavior? :)…even in the midst of well, bad behavior??? Nevermind.

2. It’s midterms.  I have so much to do it’s redonkulous.  Therefore, I declare a blogging ban on myself for at least 3 days –maybe longer.  You don’t think I can do it, do you?  You don’t trust me, do you?  Yeah well, …. I don’t either.  Seriously, I need to work, I’m hoping I can discipline myself!

3.  This should come as no real shocker at all, but I’ve been so HEAVY hearted lately about my class content.  This time it’s “Church’s Life & Witness” where I have to do a paper on the Jews & of course I read the most awful stories about Jewish children being tortured under the Nazi regime.  Being a mother now, it’s just heartbreaking.  I find myself praying horrible things like “let them burn burn burn, Lord.  Everyone who does evil things, just burn em up.”  I want revenge.  I think thats the why the Bible has versus in there about people not trying to get revenge, b/c I promise you on my life I would really heartily enjoy taking revenge somehow for all the hurting people that ever were, are and ever will be.  There’s nothing for it though.  I think it’s okay with me and with God, that I just feel incredibly sad about it all.  After all, if sadness isn’t the appropriate response when you learn that 4 year old twins have had their backs sewn together(!?!?) than WHAT is???  I’ve decided to quit fighting it and just join God in the incredible sadness of the suffering.

Drastic change of subject ahead…

Okay, this was too cute to pass up…

A conversation between Ransom & I today when I walked to pick him up from daycare.

R: where’s the car, mama?

G: we are walking today buddy.  it’s warm and beautiful outside.

R:  (stands there silently, looks all around outside & as he starts to walk he says): well, ok. I think we can manage.

G: ???

Ya think we can “manage” Ransom?!  Where does he get these things?  Later on in the walk he says:

R: mama, you walk right there and I will walk right here because I don’t want to get hit by car and dies and then I will never see you or daddy again.

G:  oops.

Like 2 weeks ago I made the mistake of trying to explain to R why we didn’t want him to run out in the road.  I guess I didn’t think he would remember it, let alone understand dying.  sheesh.  He goes on…

R: …because I don’t want to dies, mama and I don’t want you to dies either.

G: okay, well, do you see that garbage truck up there???

Diversion is the best policy.