Club Volleyball. OU classes. Foster kids (or lack of). Work. Studying. Gas Prices. Research Paper. Presidential elections. Dancing with the Stars. Church (that should have been more at the top). Homework. Dogs. Groceries. Laundry.
You know. In a nutshell...well....LIFE.
Then, the fosters. I'm not really sure how anyone gets anything done in this system. My precious little dimples went into a home with 5, yes FIVE children. I just don't understand. So, I have moved my application for placement to DHS, and have one class to take (next week, since I don't have enough to do already) and everything else is good to go. I'm anticipating getting a foster in time for valentines day. We'll see, it ain't about my timing, it's about God's.
Then, club volleyball. In volleyball, especially school volleyball teams, if you haven't played club ball during the year, you aren't going to be able to compete with the other schools where ALL their kids are on the club teams. Hallie was playing a tournament a few weeks ago, and the line judge just happened to be the executive director of one of the club teams in town. He saw her play, and told us he hadn't seen "Raw Talent" like hers since Sallie McLauren (freshman player of the year at OU 2 years ago), and wanted her to try out for club ball on his team. That's huge. She made the #1 team at tryouts (Being 6'1" didn't hurt) and now we are going to be doing the club volleyball thing all winter (Dec-May). This should be interesting...more on that as I learn more. We are all green newbies in the volleyball world.
Church this past weekend, I was out in the parking lot with Tony & Shelley Wall, letting them sniff my Scentsy (yes that sounds funny, but is delightful) when Shelley exclaims, "Oh, My WORD, that lady just fell down. Tony and I race for her, and realize right away that a poor young girl managed to clip her as she was backing out, (total accident) and being an older gal, she went down hard and fast. Tony got her drivers license out while I held her head and tried to get her to talk to us, and we realized she belonged to one of the pastors in the church. She wasn't making much sense, and it was very scary, but I hear that she ended up with a bad concussion, but no breaks. I know when I tripped over the gas hose at the station and landed full on my hip and elbow, that it took me over a week to recover, and I'm a spring chicken compared to Mrs. G. So I know she has to be hurting in a major way, and all I want to say about this mess is PLEASE, for the love of love, (And this is directed at myself, because I do it ALL the time).... BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU ARE BACKING UP IN ANY PARKING LOTS. Kids, elderly people, pets.... they aren't careful. So we have to be extra careful. I know once I make a cursory look when I get in, I' not really vigilant in checking the area backing up, and after Sunday, that has changed dramatically for me. Whoa. Scary stuff.
And then, the debate with the President hoo- haw. I don't have to say anything here, because most of you know it's a mess. Ugh. I'm seriously thinking Snoopy is my man. Then, on KLOVE today, it brought it all back home for me. "It doesn't matter who gets elected President, God is in control". And it's true. My faith and strength are not derived from earthly things. Presidents will come and go, and some will make more mistakes than other, but my hope is not in this life, it is in things to come. So take heart.... God will see us through, just trust Him, and do His will for your life, and all will be fine. All the mud slinging, and horrible things flying around, aren't of God's plan for us. "Love your neighbor, as yourself", that included idiot Presidential nominees. :) I'm trying. I'm trying.
So, that's it in a nutshell. Kind of. Except for my sick obsession with some certain tv programs. I might talk about them later. And I might not. Who knows?
All I know... God's got it, and I'm just here for the fun ride.