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I have had such a full section of days since i last wrote that i am sad for all the good blog posts i didn't have time to write.  Boy how life can speed up on you before you know what happened. We were already ramping up for a big labor day weekend, wherein we planned to get our first big start at remodeling our bathroom.  Then (right now i can't seem to remember how many days ago all of this started) my resident super hero learned that his work would be shipping him off to the far side of Houston, for a month, beginning the day after labor day.  This fancy tidbit of information commanded a change in urgency for our bathroom plans.  The bathroom plans, combined with our intensified need for two working vehicles, has resulted in a lot of lost sleep and an incredible speed by which we have spent ridiculous amounts of insurance money at near lightning speed.  (Repetitive but true). I'm dizzy, and tired, and getting poor.  But i am not even a little bit bored. I'm not su

I realized today, this morning, during the upside of a long commute, which is the time for your mind to hear and clear, that i have forgotten an important lesson from my past. Eight or nine years ago, we were living in the house that lovingly referred to as my "dream rent house."  I loved the floor plan; i loved the location;  i loved my plans for it; etc., etc. This was the first "place of our own" after our first Texas rent house burned all the way to the ground, and i was well attached to it, so when my husband started mentioning thoughts of leaving this home, i rebelled loudly...on the inside, of course.  Well, probably a little on the outside to.  Yeah, maybe a lot on the outside. After the insecurity of losing our home and depending on others for so many months, i had placed my trust in a location and a situation, things which, i should always know, can never be trusted. In my distress, i began to bring my worries before God, who reminded me how temporal t

Yesterday we crossed a big milestone in our insurance adventure.  We got paid.  Very big deal. In order to get paid, we had to cross through the wilderness of downtown Houston in our not air-conditioned car in 103 degree heat, etc., etc.  We had other plans and brands this weekend also, and basically this is the first rested few minutes I have had at my house this weekend.  I am pooped but happy to have accomplished important things on our goal list.  I made another break-through.  After our clothes were delivered from the cleaning company, I was determined that there was no way I was going to keep so many items that I haven't missed for the last month, in my house, to just take up space.  So last evening, after we got back from our adventures, I went to work unpacking and sorting.  It went much faster than i anticipated, and I now have 2-3 boxes of clothes and shoes to donate and a giant  pile of items that should only have been kept as rags to begin with.  I'm not quite fini

Do you remember how I told you that trouble makes us stronger? It's true. Though I have to admit that i'm almost ready to lie back and take a break and admire my new muscles. Our most recent trouble inspired change ... lots of it, and I am very excited about that. Also, I think that this new adventure is teaching me and my gun stinging super hero more about being partners, and we're taking new steps forward. Pretty awesome. Right now, i'm sitting in a room full of boxes and bags of recently cleaned clothes and shoes and whatnot that i'm frankly not sure what to do with. Did we really have this much stuff in our little house? Where did we put it all, and what did we use it for? I see a big donation to something in our future. We're facing a remodel/restoration, repairs of cars, record heat and drought, and yet i'm at peace and looking forward to how i'll grow and change and learn through it all. This is new for me. It's amazing how God

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Yesterday, we had rain. It was quite an event. The t.v. was on when it first started raining, and my husband heard an unfamiliar noise and ordered the television volume off, so he could listen. A very tiny moment later, he was outside, examining the air. What is this stuff falling from the sky? It didn't rain super extra hard or soaking, but it rained. The cat hid, the baby chicks ran for cover, and we rejoiced. Funny though, my husband noticed. The rain was stirring up dust. The ground is so dry that when the rain drops hit the ground, instead of creating mud, it just stirred up the dirt a little. How sad. But, i've noticed, we sure are a lot more grateful for tiny showers and big storms these days. Sometimes lack is a blessing. It helps us remember how much we're blessed.

I was chatting with my loving mother a couple of nights ago, and it came to my attention that folks living in non-Texan places might have heard a rumor that it has cooled down here in Texas. I'm here to set the record straight. It is HOT. At the end of the day, your body tells you when you haven't had enough to drink, because you start to wilt.  And if you dare do something crazy, like go for a walk between the hours of 10:00 a.m. and 7:30 p.m., you just might put yourself in the hospital.  It's crazy hot. This afternoon, i opted to treat myself to a Dr. Pepper instead of water on my way home from work, and i feel it.  So now i sit and sip on icey cold tea and just give my body a chance to recoop. Believe it or not, though, there's a rumor we might be on our way to some cooler weather.  It was only 96 in the heat of the afternoon, and one small area in houston actually saw water fall from the sky.  It caused a traffic jam, and i heard someone caught pneumonia

Dear blog readers, I still love you. My recent absence is no reflection on you or my affection for you. Instead, i have been overwhelmed by insurance adjusters, big decisions, broken down cars, extremely persistent very very VERY hot weather, and shockingly inadequate computer function, which have joined together to keep me from blogging, and have very nearly succeeded, until now. Now, i will blog. The last time we talked, my kitten had made a feeble attempt at burning the house down. This is the faultiness of kittens: they haven't been around long enough to realize who they're messing with. Poor kitty. He couldn't have known how much experience we have with fires. Who would? Well, nearly four weeks later, we think we might be at the brink of getting some money for fixing our house. It seems that getting the money will involve at least one road trip among our unexpected complications, but we're figuring it out as we go and taking it in stride. Or something li