Pine Springs Here I Come!!

Well, I'm in the middle of packing because tomorrow I leave for PA to spend the week with my daughter, son-in-law and three grandchildren. While L & J are running a missions camp for middle/high schoolers at Pine Springs Camp in Jennerstown, PA, I will be playing with...er, I mean, watching my grandchildren, also at the camp. How much fun is that going to be?? I can't wait! We had a really fun time last year, so I anticipate more of the same this year :)

Heart Trouble

I am currently experiencing heart trouble. Not the physical kind (Thank you, Lord), but the emotional kind. I found out yesterday that our Pastor of Children's Ministry is being "let go", a seemingly nice way of saying he's being canned. Now, I don't know WHAT the Board was thinking, but Tim has been here for almost 10 years. Unless he has done something illegal or immoral (and I'd be willing to bet he hasn't), they had no right to terminate his employment the way they did. He was told this past week, and his last Sunday is June 28. The kids in that church adore him and his wife, Diane. I can't begin to imagine what the Sunday School teachers are feeling - they are much closer to them than I, and I feel like I've been kicked in the teeth. I guess this is something that will have to work itself out, but I don't see how. Tim is on facebook, and his status said "God DID NOT say, 'What the heck just happened here?' I know I can trust God no matter what!!!!! Still!" I feel blessed to know these people, and I pray that God will grant them His peace until He reveals His plan for their lives. Selfishly, I hope that His plan keeps them here in the area because I'd love to be involved in their ministry. Okay, I'm done ranting - for now.

Makes You Think

My husband has been helping a friend of his, Bob, with Bob's shop for a couple of years now. Bob has all sorts of health problems - diabetes, he's on dialysis, heart attack, amputations... today my husband called to tell me that Bob's wife, Peg (his caregiver), had a heart attack last night. The aorta ruptured, but the docs thought everything was under control. A couple of hours later, my husband called again to tell me that Peg had died. My mind is numb, not wanting to accept what he told me. I wasn't particularly close to Bob & Peg, but I know them, and they are very good to my husband. All of this has gotten me to thinking about my Dad & Mom. Mom has been Dad's caregiver since 2002 when he had surgery to repair a brain aneurysm. A year later he was doing well with his recovery when he was suddenly diagnosed with Wegener's, an autoimmune disease, which won't kill him, but it does require a good deal of care-giving on my Mom's part. So back to Bob and Peg. What is going to happen to Bob? I don't think he can stay by himself. What would happen to my Dad in the same situation? It's not something I want to think about, but maybe I need to consider the alternatives in case Mom goes before Dad. Gee, such a happy post. Sorry ....

Weigh In Day - Woo Hoo!!

I weighed in at Weight Watcher's this morning and made it to my 10% goal! They gave me a cute little key chain and, since I've been there for 16 weeks, I also received a little charm to put on my key chain. Isn't that cute :) As you can see from my ticker, I'm down 19.8 lbs., so hopefully I'll be breaking the 20 lb. mark next week. This is actually turning out to be FUN!! Go figure!

What I Really Wanted To Say...

Wednesdays are busy days for me. I usually go to my friend's house for a little crafting/conversation time, then head home to get ready for work. After work I go directly to the church for a very quick dinner before our Financial Peace University class starts. Herein lies the problem. As I was heading to church after work, I realized that I'd forgotten the book.... the one we take notes in... the one that I have somehow become responsible for. So, after weighing my options, I decided to call my DH and ask him to bring the book. No problem, really. Except, he didn't answer. Now what do I do? I decided to swing by the house and see if the book was still there. Maybe DH had been in the shower when I called and he'd gotten the message. But, what if he couldn't find the book??? Oh my... I began to think of what I would say to him if he couldn't find the book. Something like "If you would just open your eyes you would have seen the book, right where it's been for the last eight weeks!" BUT, then I realized that this was not the real problem. Sure, he sometimes looks right past an item he's searching for (don't we all?). The real issue was that I had forgotten the book, and I guess I was kind of mad at myself. The easiest thing to do was to pass the blame along, instead of owning up to it. So, when I saw him at the church, I kissed him and I said, "Hi, Honey. I love you." - Thanks God, for the attitude adjustment!!

So This is Spring???

I am soooo very tired of the elusiveness of Spring! Come on already - I want to see my forsythia in bloom - NOW!! The weather forecast for tomorrow is calling for a high of 49-52, with the possibility of snow. Oddly enough, they are also saying that it could go up to 80 this weekend. So, make up my mind. Which is it? Spring or Not Spring? Personally, I could jump right to Summer and be quite happy, for a very long time. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Dental Work - Part 2 and 3 and 4

The aforementioned dental work was completed as Dr. Plumb seated the temporary bridge. But, for anyone who knows me, things in the dental realm do not always go as planned, so I was back in to see my dear Dr. Plumb the next week because my jaw still hurt, and apparently it was not supposed to be. Soooo, Dr. Plumb gently made a few adjustments and I was on my way, happy as a clam. Then this past Tuesday the permanent bridge was to be put in place. I walked in and took the seat in the chair, confident that Dr. Plumb would not hurt me......EXCEPT IT WASN'T DR. PLUMB, it was DR. VIC. He scared me and then he hurt me, and then he scared me some more. By the time I was done, I was trying to think of a way to get out of the rest of the treatment plan they had for me. But it gets better. The bridge was loose. No, it wasn't just loose - it came right out. Now I was terrified because I was so afraid that I'd have to see Dr. Vic again that I was crying as I was talking to the scheduler. She promised me that I wouldn't have to see Dr. Vic again, and that I would be seeing Dr. Plumb. So, Wednesday I went in and Dr. Plumb reseated the bridge. He was soooo gentle, and I was soon on my way. Are the Dental gods toying with me? Why, you might ask? Because the bridge is STILL LOOSE!!! Now what do I do? I'm supposed to go in on Friday for a cleaning and crown prep on another tooth, but I don't see how I can have that work done while the bridge is still loose and the teeth under it are still sensitive. I guess I'll find out. The good news is that it will be Dr. Plumb taking care of me, and I trust him.