Two weeks of fasting are behind me. To be honest, the first three days were torture, and then I kind of got used to it.
I had originially planned on fasting for a week. But when week one was over, I felt so strongly that I was to go another week that I did just that. Even looking at my mom's blog and picassa album at her house felt a little like cheating.
Well, I went to bed last night and woke up this morning feeling just as strongly that the fast was over.
I don't know exactly if anything was decided...I haven't come right out and asked, but from the snippets of things Jon has said, I think an answer may have been figured out, at the very least we are closer to an answer than we were two weeks ago.
It all has to do with the future and whether or not Jon goes back to school. And whether or not he travels across the country to do so (can I just admit I went into a kind of panic mode when he mentioned THAT possibility!) Since I don't know what the verdict is yet, I will have to leave you hanging, although I will venture to say that I don't think we're moving across the country.
That being said, I am sure you are all wondering how I have spent my last two weeks, as I have not been online to blog about it.
Well, be in suspense no longer!
The first weekend, I got up on Saturday morning…picked up my brother from the ferry and took my in-laws’ massive pickup truck and went up north to my grandparents house to pick up a couch and other odds and ends. Because they are moving. To Texas. I will be kind and simply state that this sucks (because I know my grandma reads this and I don’t want her to feel badly that she and grandpa are moving away from two precious little boys who will only get to see them once in a great while……am I painting on enough guilt to make you stay here, GGMA? No? Darn.) and I will miss them greatly. I was ecstatic when they moved here from Hawaii, so I think my emotions are pretty much the same about this, only on the opposite end of the spectrum. I can see their side of things and be understanding, but it can still stink for me.
Anyway, we had a lovely visit, and I got a new couch out of it, and a new chair, both of which I am very very grateful for. They look great in my living room.
But more importantly, I got to see my grandparents again and my grandma got to meet David, as she had been out of town the last time we made it up there. That was sweet for me. It was fun to spend the rides up and back with my brother too. I don’t get nearly enough time with him.
My new couch! It actually has a gold-colored cover that is on it now (had to be washed), but I don't have a picture of it with the cover:
Sunday of that weekend was spent at my in-laws, celebrating St Patricks Day with their annual Feast, which included all the things you might associate with St Patricks Day; corned beef, potatoes, cabbage as well as other incredible goodies. It was fun, there were a ton of people there (30-something I think the count was, not the biggest ST Patrick’s Feast to date, but still a rather large one) and I think it’s the one time a year I actually enjoy being crammed in a relatively small space with that many people.
That week was pretty much a normal week for me. Liam and I did school through out the week. I will post a blog a bit later about how school is going for him, because honestly, it’s too cool to have hiding in the midst of this post, which is getting very long already and I am only half-way done. I also spent much of the week chasing David around, and pulling him out or off of various items, as he has learned to open the cupboard doors, and has a spot between our new couch and the wall (under the side table too), that he loves to climb into. Since the spot also houses one of our floor lamps, I have stuffed a pillow into the opening to try and keep him out of there. So far it’s working.
Wednesday of that week (the 25th of March), my nephew Pierce, turned ONE and on the following Saturday had his birthday party. It was tons of fun. Nicole is amazing and made bug cupcakes. They were great. All the one-year birthday party musts were done, helping him open his presents because seriously, the bow on the first present far outweighed everything else, and getting cake all over himself! It was FUN!
Saturday night after the party, we escaped Everett and went to my parents house. Can I just say that I love going over there?!? It’s like a breath of fresh air. Sunday we played at Nana’s house until the afternoon, when the boys and I went over to Pam’s parents house for Wesley’s birthday party. Serious blast from the past time. I haven’t been over there in such a long time and Pam and I spent most of the time in the kitchen, cooking and talking and laughing over foibles (don’t you believe her when she says the burnt chocolate chips was my fault. Don’t do it. Because she is a L-I-A-R. lol). Getting to see her parents, grandma and brothers was great fun too. Liam definitely had fun with his friends and Wesley’s rice krispie treats cake with fudge icing (again, the chocolate chips burning was not my fault!) were a huge hit.
So, it was definitely birthday party weekend for us, but we had a great time!
Another week, not so normal. Tuesday we had to take the bus into town to get the car and go get the tabs for it. Since I had the car, I finally went to Bed, Bath and Beyond to spend the 25 dollars gift card my aunt and uncle sent me for Christmas. I got a beautiful shower curtain and a ROLLING PIN! I am so excited about the rolling pin, as I haven’t had one since living on my own. How have I rolled things out? With a cup. Not the easiest way to do things and I’m loving the fact that not only do I have a rolling pin now, but I have the kind I wanted too!
And on Friday, we went with my good friend Cindy H, to help her work on a mural she’s painting for a community center in north Everett. We ended up spending the whole day with her and having serious fun.
Friday night was when things went south. I was finishing up at work when Jon called, saying his debit card had been denied three times at the gas station. I was incredulous, “I just checked the account and there’s 450 in there.” I called the bank to check and see what was up and the automated service said I had NEGATIVE 130! I think I stopped breathing. Turns out, my husbands work check has bounced. Seriously NOT OKAY! Thankfully, I had a check from the church that had not been put in yet, so I rushed that to the bank to get the balance back in the plus side and Jon’s going there tomorrow to make sure everything is okay and stuff. But that was some stress I did not need, that’s for sure!
Yesterday, I took my husband lunch and ended up going to the mall with my mom in-law to help her get her phone fixed. I got Starbucks out of it, so even though it took 3 hours, I’m not complaining! Last night we had friends over for dinner and today I finally got my box out of the shed! Glory hallelujah, it’s only been two years that I’ve been trying to get that dumb thing out of the shed! (I will blog about this another time too)
So, now you are caught up. No more wondering. I had a good two weeks but I am very glad to be back and to have caught up on all of you loveys.
Good night.
