It's been awhile, huh?

Life in the desert keeps moving on. I am learning to love it here more. The air is really clean- and it's only been around 98 degrees this week. That's good.

I caught a grasshopper (yes, the spawn of the underworld) for my kids to study. That was good, too (a little gross)

My music professor gave me an A on my last quiz (and said I was lucky- but we know better). That is good.

I washed a year's worth of dust off of my windows and screens- it looks good.

Our bank was sold a couple of days ago, the economy is in disarray- but God is GOOD!

Summer is finally winding down here, and reality seems to be setting in. No more staying in our pjs till 10:00 am

My last summer fling will commence tomorrow (YEAH!!) as I embark on my 9 hour journey to Sacto via van, bus, & train. My flower girl is getting married! She's all grown up, *sniff*sniff*.

I bought my first college textbooks today. Scary, but exciting. Music theory, here I come!

Our garden is giving up, but not before it gives back- our crop of canteloupe, honeydew, watermelon, roma tomatoes, and chili peppers hasn't been too shabby, for the desert. God can make stuff grow anywhere.

Thanks for all your suggestions about my movie night.

 It was such a weird night. One girl showed up, came straight into the kitchen and started crying because her husband and kids were not going to stay (my invite said "Ladies Movie Night"). Then someone else shows up and declares that she isn't going to have a good time b/c she has too many issues going on at home that are troubling her (isn't that where friends, chocolate, & a good flick help out?) So, we eat- lots of chex mix- and the other potluck contributions -various junk-food items (soup???). After about an hour and a half of munching & soup slurping I suggest that we take the movie viewing to a vote (Sweet Land or Miss Potter). Then someone says to me, "Why do we have to watch a movie? Let's just visit!" (she forgot to add "until 2:00 am"). So all my movie angst for nothing.  *note to self* next time, on the invitation just invite the whole family, only people who have no problems, ask for soup (on a 108 degree day), and don't mention anything about a movie, and remind people to bring their pillows and sleeping bags. . .

For all my whining I have to admit it was an enjoyable evening of fellowship, just not how I planned. Yet another reminder that I am not in control.

I love my crazy friends- they are for my sanctification.