Jumbled thoughts

Last week was a tough week for a couple of reasons.

First reason, you ask? Haiti.

I know, I know....Haiti is another country, it's far away, the earthquake didn't affect the US so why was I worried or upset about it? The devastation. The complete and utter devastation of it all. Those people that were killed. Those babies and kids without parents because their parents were buried alive somewhere. The orphanages that were already suffering and struggling before the earthquake were now in even more dire straights. It was just very sad to watch-and it was on most of the tv channels and radios.

I wanted to hop on a plane and go get me a few little kiddos. And you know-Steve was all for that too! Unfortunately it isn't that easy and in reality, we can't afford to adopt and age wise-it's probably not such a great idea anyway. But oh, how I wanted to rescue me a little Haitian boy (or girl)!!

The second reason why the week was tough? Work.

I'm telling you...I'd rather work with 100 men any day than a room full of women (even though there are only six of us in our office). Women are catty, mean, vindictive and selfish. And a lot of times, they are down right bitchy. Men on the other hand-they tell you like it is then get over it.

I can honestly say that I try very hard to treat others the same way I'd like to be treated. It's not always easy and there are days that I don't do a good job at it-but for the majority of the time-I treat other, women included, the way I want to be treated in return. Why then, is it not returned? Why then am I treated like crap? Why am I an outsider when I'm trying to do the right thing? At what point does it pay off? Or does it pay off at all?

Don't get me wrong-I love my job. And I love the girls that I work with, most of the time. There are some though that make life at the office very difficult. And when that happens-it makes going into work everyday, very hard. On days like that, I just pray hard, put my happy face on and try to get through the day. I try not to let things get to me-but some days that's really tough.

So it was a hard week.

The best part of the week-and the reason why I totally know beyond a shadow of a doubt that there is a God and He hears my prayers.......my friends from college, Jake and Amy Glover. Long story short-they had three little kiddos (twin two year old boys and a five year old daughter) waiting for them in Haiti. Due to the earthquake, the kids were granted humanitarian parole and they were able to come to the US today. They landed at noon today at the Denver International Airport where Jake and Amy were anxiously waiting.

Our family, along with countless others, prayed and prayed for these kiddos (and many others like them) so hard this past week. There were so many details that worked out, that could have only have worked out because of God. It gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. God blessed these sweet kids with such a great family. What a neat thing to pray for and to watch unfold.

So that was the jist of my week. The weekend has been a welcomed change. We've hung out here at the house and started working on Tanner's new bedroom. Steve has worked very hard this weekend painting the walls while I've run around looking for a dresser and a desk. The walls still need a second coat and I was able to find a dresser that we liked, but not a desk. Tanner is pleased with how things are going and I'll post before and after pictures just as soon as we're done (which will probably be next weekend).

We are ending our weekend by watching "Bride Wars" and just snacking for dinner. I myself am praying and hoping for a good, uneventful, week.

I'll try to be better at posting throughout the week. I just had so many things going on in my head that it was hard to sit down and type. This week will be different though.....

I hope.