This is me, rambling

I haven't checked to see how long it's been since my last blog. A while, I'm sure. I don't care. Sometimes I just don't feel like talking. Sometimes I feel like talking but I don't feel like having anyone listen. Sometimes I feel like having someone listen but I don't feel like having anyone talk back. That probably doesn't make any sense. I don't care.

I don't care. You'll probably hear that more than once tonight. In fact, you already have.

My husband, for the second time this year, is not working. He didn't get laid off this time though, he quit. That was probably "irresponsible" of us (especially since he's our sole source of income) but...I don't care. He was at work on a Friday afternoon, looking forward to the weekend (he had plans with his brother) after working 60 hours that week (plus driving four hours a day back and forth) at a job he despises, and around came the supervisor telling him he had to come in the next day. He said he wasn't going to. Super said yes he was. He said no he wasn't. And...he didn't. Monday rolled in and he didn't go in then either. And we felt at peace for the first time in almost three months. We drove up there together that next Friday to pick up his paycheck and turn in his safety hat and badge, and out of sheer joy we laughed at nothing at all for about five minutes driving away. That was two weeks ago? Three? Don't remember. Don't care.

So now we're looking at our last...$20 or so, with no idea when anything else is going to come in, and I don't care. You hear that? I. DON'T. CARE. Don't like it? Get over it.

Will's cousin is taking us to the state fair next weekend. She's such a doll. The kids don't know yet. We're going to the rodeo. I've never been to a rodeo, not exactly my idea of a great time, heh, but it will be fun watching the kids have fun. And hopefully the weather will cooperate and we can go out on his cousin's houseboat Sunday. Last time we went to visit her (after graduation) it was too flooded to take it out.

Dana is part of a dance and drama team with our church youth, they're performing at...something this Wednesday night if it doesn't get rained out. Hopefully the youth pastor gave them more info about it today, I'll have to email him if he didn't. He's a great guy, but he gets busy sometimes and forgets that the kids that just moved up into the youth group (5th graders) don't know all this stuff yet. Heh.

Will and I watched MST3K's The Brain That Wouldn't Die last night. Cheesetastic. I love netflix. We're going to have to suspend our service this month, but I think we've got time to get one more movie in and watch it before then. It'll probably be something MST3K also, we've been on a kick lately. Watching it on youtube is cool, but there's not as big of a selection and you have to get up and click on the next segment every 10 minutes. Gets annoying.

I made my first order through angelfood.com this past week, we go pick it up next Saturday. I ordered one regular box and one fresh produce box. I really hope it's as good as people have told me. There should be enough in there (along with stuff we already have at home) to feed us for a couple of weeks, along with some milk and bread and other fresh produce of course. I'll be able to get over $10 worth of free groceries during my next trip to Kroger so that will cover quite a bit of the "extra" stuff I need to get. Love how that works out. :)

We found out recently that the federal gov't does most of their new hires after the end of their fiscal year, which is this month, so do please pray that Will is at least considered for all the gov't jobs he's applied for. There's one with the Core of Engineers close by that would be really, really good. It would mean being able to pretty much pay off all of our debt within the next few months, replace our (old, worn out) vehicles within a few months after that, and then start saving up to build a house. And it's a job he's well qualified for, so that's not a problem. And it's about twenty-five minutes from the house. So...yeah. Please pray.

Speaking of praying, Jakey always wants to say grace when we eat now. This is what he says, pretty much every time - "Thank you Father for this awesome, incredible food. Amen!" Hee. I love this kid.