There Just Isn't a Proper Title for This One

I've got to tell y'all that your comments mean so much to me.  For real.  Like, I want to wallpaper my blog with this-

 

or this-

or this-

but I think I'll sum it up like this-

(cute "blog buttons", huh?  I found them here)
So, there was an additional catalyst for my tears at the baseball game on Saturday.  For now I will just ask for prayer- specifically for patience and guidance.

I believe that change and trials and storms and uncertainty
can bring all sorts of GOOD,
but,
darn,
I sure prefer the comfort of consistency and blue skies and clarity!

Don't worry- we are all okay.  Actually, we are more than okay-
we are blessed and happy and healthy and in love...

We just have a lot of changes happening all at once,
and, evidently, it causes me to cry in public.

Guess what.
The kids and I tried a new church last Sunday,
and
WE LOVED IT.

The lead pastor is a friend from way back in junior high and high school.
I remember watching him sing with the jazz choir, wishing that I could sing too,
because jazz choir was awesome.
Nope, I can't sing very well.  But I can rap :)

Anyway, I am really excited about Rain City Church,
and if you live nearby and you are looking for a place to go on Sunday mornings,
you should try it and see if you might be excited about it too!

Hey, look!

My kids are behaving!
And they are calmly watching A Bug's Life!
And no one is fighting or crying!
And they are eating healthy snacks!
And Joe has a haircut!
And he is wearing his Championship shirt for the 3rd day in a row!

Let's play a little game called
Whose Purse Is It Anyway?
My purse was feeling a bit cluttered, so I dumped it out and along with my wallet and cell phone I found...

• pebbles (yes, actual rocks)
• the dumb Woody toy from our Mickey Mouse Misadventures
• a Nerf dart
• 4 lipglosses
• a Spiderman motorcycle
• 2 Pez dispensers
• Lucy's sunglasses
• various pieces of trash
• a comb
• goldfish
• and a "diapees & wipees" bag that was empty of both diapers and wipers.

Now I ask you Whose Purse Is It Anyway?

After I did a thorough audit of the contents and restocked the diapers and wipes, I was left with this-

Ah, yes, this purse must belong to me!

Your turn!

Dump out your purse and tell me what you find!

Does your purse belong to you,

or do its contents suggest otherwise??

That is all the time we have for today folks!

Tune in next time for either

details of tonight's hot date

or

my predictions about The Bachelorette

or

the hair plans I'm developing for my visit to my sister at the salon

(No, Katie, I'm not going for this look!)