The Blind Leading the Blind

Post #3:  Very rarely do I stay up later than my husband, but recently I've added that to my list of accomplishments. 

Have you ever noticed when you're sleeping all sound and snug in bed your man comes into the bedroom making more noise than a marching band with flood lights strapped to their heads?  It never fails as soon as I get into my snoring mode, in comes the band and on goes the TV.  So the other night, he was in bed before me.  The room was dark.  The candle lights on the window sills weren't even on.  I couldn't help to laugh out loud at the way I was making my way through the bedroom to the bathroom.  I was literally walking in blackness with my arms stretched out as if I was a blind woman making her way through a strange room.  What do you think I did?  No, I didn't turn every light on in the room.  Although, after the fact, I did wonder why that hadn't crossed mind as I was banging my toes of the posts of the bed?  What's crazier is that I never even thought of turning on even the smallest light for fear it would wake up my husband.  The things we do for our families!  

Hope you all had a wonderful day!  Enjoy your night, and leave a light on!  :-D

"Jesus is Calling"

Post #2:  "Jesus is Calling"  So today I come home from work and I have two messages on my answering machine.  As I play them, I'm hoping that it would something great, like I won some cash or a call from a long lost friend. Instead, both messages are automated calls sent from my church.

For you to understand this post, I must start from the beginning.  Sometime last year, our church started using an automated system, like most school districts use, to send out messages to the congregation about events going on in the church. They went from having practically no communication short of The Pony Express to this newfangled automated system.  Needless to say, it was overused.  You would think they would have a sweet, cheerful lady with a pleasant voice record and send these messages.  Instead, they have a man that sounds like the voice of Satan and has one foot in the grave. 

Recently, we have been notified over a half dozen times that the church is holding a craft show and bake sale.  We have gotten so many calls from the system since its inaugural call that when we see the number on the caller ID, we now say "Jesus is Calling!" with smiles on our faces.

This is my very first post...ever!

Post #1:  This is my very first post...ever!  And since it took me hours to figure all this out, I will make this short and sweet.  At this point, I have no clue what I'm doing (any advice is welcomed), and I've pretty much gone cross-eyed after stumbling through the creation of this masterpiece.  My plans are to build on this "title" by adding posts of my daily personal experiences.  In the process, I hope to maybe shed some light on certain topics, offer some advice, get some advice and if all else fails, at least make you smile!

So...now that it is WAY past my bedtime, and I have to rise early, let me be the first to say "Welcome to the Nuthouse!"