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So.... yes. College weekend was awesome. I am very glad I went. We went out Friday night and got there around 2:30 which was late, but then we didn't have to get up at the crack of dawn to drive out there Saturday morning. And since I was kind of the host at the house we stayed at we decided not to do breakfast, but rather sleep. I'm pretty sure it was the most sleep I've ever gotten at a CW. The speakers were great, the singing was great, the fellowship was great.... it was just a great weekend. And then the ride home was great. We were pretty wound up before our Monicle's stop but afterwards me, Jenae and Julia had a really really really good talk. I even ended up crying. And if you know me very well at all you know that it's not a common thing for me to cry. Unless someone's yelling at me. So don't yell at me unless you really want to see me cry. But it was just really touching and moving. But then of course it's nearly impossible to get up the next day for work because you're feeling pretty drained from everything. But I made it and I ended up having a really good day at work too. Well, some lady just came on the speaker saying the library will be closing in 15 minutes so I guess I'll go. Our internet isn't working so me and Beks are here. But now the lady says it's time to go. Have an excellent day.

ayekarumba

Tonight I was in the mood to bake cookies. They flopped. Unless you put lots of frosting on them. Tonight Jenae was in the mood to make a roast. It flopped. Unless you only ate the carrots and potatoes that went along with it. Tonight we were failures in the kitchen. Tomorrow we go to Bluffton. We won't have to eat our own cooking out there.

Can you say loser?

Today at work I was in the toddler room during naptime with nothing to do. So I played euchre. By myself. I dealt everybody in and played for all four people. I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.

Please Pray

I have a prayer request for all of you. Byron and Lisa Gerber have had to deal with a lot lately with the death of their son back in November. Now today I found out that Lisa has lukemia. I kind of feel like they're a lot like Job right now. It seems really unfair and I keep wondering how much more they can take. I talked to Kirby a little bit tonight and it seems like they're doing okay considering the circumstances. Although they have a long road ahead. So I just wanted to put that out there for you to try and remember to pray for them.

Sniff sniff sob

Jerry's gone. Some guy on a motorcycle wearing a doo-rag named Mike came and picked him up today. I think he's going to a good home. But I think he thought I was weird when I told him that the spiders name was Jerry. It was sad to see him go but it was for the best. May he have a successful life in his new home.

Free to A Good Home

So when I was in Haiti in February I really wanted to find a trantula to bring home. My dad took me trantula hunting a couple times but we couldn't find any. We thought maybe because it rained a lot while we were there so they were staying inside their rock homes. Well the week I was in Jamaica, my dad and brother were back in Haiti and they surprised me with my very own trantula. He's really very nice- I've grown pretty fond of him. He eats one live cricket 3 times a week or so. His name is Jerry. But as much as I love Jerry, my roommates absolutely despise him. I was told one was even in tears when she saw him. I didn't witness that so I don't know for sure. But I'm sure if they would just look deep inside of themselves they too would learn to love and appreciate Jerry for who he is. They really are being very quick to judge. Man looks on the outward appearance but God looks on the heart. Isn't that what we're taught? I mean, they're not giving poor Jerry a fair chance at all. But since humans are God's greatest creation, and I do love my roommates more than I love the trantula, I promised them that I would put him up for adoption. So for now Jerry is free to whoever wants him. Unless a lot of people do then maybe we'll just have to go with the highest bidder. So if you're interested, let me know.

So that yellow is really hard to read. Sorry. I was just trying to do it all to look like the Jamaican flag.

No More Fleeing

Yes, it's true. I plan on staying around for awhile now. Unfortunately. Not that I don't love all you home folk. Cause I really do. But I also really like this fleeing the country stuff. But since the funds are low and Jacob's Ladder is calling my name, I suppose it's best to just stay put for awhile. So I had a good time in Florida. I was really glad I decided to swing by for a couple days. And yes, we do still want to move there.
Jamaica was awesome. There were 32 or 33 of us on the team. I felt like we were really united the whole week and we really had a good time with each other. I love seeing all the kids in Kingston. They're just the best. And I really love my two kids that I sponsor. One is a very sassy, spunky 14 year old girl. But she's also a lot of fun and does know how to be sweet. The other is an 11 year old boy who is a little shy and has more of a quiet personality until you get him with his buddies. Then he's a typical little boy. But he's really sweet and does a good job taking care of his sister who is also there at the school. And he is a really good helper when we're working. I know I'm not supposed to be proud, but I was proud of him.
We did some cement work but there was a huge shortage of cement in the country so we only had enough for one morning's worth of work. It was sad. I love cement work. We make some drawers for the kid's dorms because theirs were shot. We did a little bit of painting. We got a second story floor all ready to pour for whenever there's no longer a cement shortage. We put a new tin roof on the pavillion where we all congregate. Then we did all kinds of odds and ends jobs. Had our traditional pizza party with the kids. 50 pizza's.
Friday was our trip to Ocho Rios/Dunns River Falls. I haven't been there in 4 years so it was fun to go back again. I got to take both my kiddos with me. Cassandra and Rushedie are their names. I didn't get a whole lot at the straw market. I do that every time. Get maybe one or two small things then later when it's too late wish I would have gotten more. Oh well. Cassandra ditched me and went up the falls 5 times. I'm a chicken. A slow chicken. So I barely made it up once and that was enough for me. I think if I would have gone again I would have been okay but I was feeling pretty unstable and petrified and so I just stayed on the beach and played with Rushedie and some of the other students that went with us for the rest of the time.
Friday night was the Hands of Praise team program which is always a tear jerker. I somehow didn't cry this time when the did "Thank You" but I did cry during a song called "The Midnight Hour". I think that's the name of it. I really liked it and they got really into it. It gave me a longing for heaven. Then one of our team members tried to get us to stay up all night. I made it till about 2:30 and decided it was dumb because I really wanted sleep. So I went to bed until about 4:15 before we got up to go to the airport. I thought I was going to be alone the whole day in all those airports that I was going to but I found out Friday that 4 other people had the same schedule as me. I was really thankful that they were there so I wouldn't be so lonely. But then we split in Chicago cause their car was there but I was going onto Bloomington. So after we said goodbye I was roaming through O'Hare, feeling a little lost and very sad and lonely with my face all screwed up to try and keep from bawling. But then my brother called me and that put me in a better mood. I finally got home about quarter till 11. That was one long day.
Tonight we had communion in Roanoke. It was good. But we had to cut it just a tiny bit short because of tornado warnings and we all went to the basement for awhile. But now I'm finally back home. I guess it is home sweet home.