oh, may!

February 24th was our last blog posting. Wow. That means it has been 2 months and 15 days since I’ve told you, my beloved and faithful readers, anything about our lives here in good ol’ Florida.

It probably has something to do with the last post being so amazing. A guest blogger, Tommy Himself, recounting the tale of 50 McDonalds McNuggets in one sitting!! How can you top that!?

Alas, I will get over my fear of typing a substandard post to update all of you.

I have gone back in my calendar, and the first exciting thing that happened after the infamous night of nuggets was this: we finally got to join the group who leads worship for the service on Sunday morning! We were so excited. Both of us haven’t done that since high school, and we’ve both missed it. So it really was a blessing to get asked to do this and then to be able to worship together. I told that to some of the girls in my small group. Being married has allowed us to be a part of a small group where we learn the Scriptures together, and now we’re part of a praise team- so wonderful! Since then, we’ve both spent a few times playing and singing. We’ve both had to pretend that we know songs we don’t, and we’ve both been very good about not messing up too badly!

For another weekend, Tommy got to go visit his Bama friend, Adam, in New York (“New York CITY?!” – Pace’s salsa commercial). So, I got to drive him to Jacksonville and spent the weekend chilling (yes, I took off Friday too so we would be fair in time off) while he pretended to be a local city man. They didn’t do a lot of touristy stuff, but he did buy me a sweet sweatshirt while they looked at hospitals (job hunting??) and ate lots of expensive food.

Since Feb 24th, my job has become very…. busy. I was busy before, but this is a little different. Instead of visiting a certain few child care centers, my team of two became the monitoring squad. Basically, we have to visit and assess every single center that we work with. An assessment takes three hours, at least. We have about 120 centers all over our county. They all need to be assessed before the end of May. So we have been all over the place, watching many, many children. We will sit for three hours, and then write about them. Rinse, repeat. Symptoms: a hazy memory which blurs all rooms together, contracting childhood illnesses, and dreams of the book “Too Big for Diapers”.

Some fun quotes from these visits:

A three year old: “I said I was sorry, man!”
A two year old: "...and don't glue the noodles on yo head!"
A three year old: "is that a white teacher??" (pointed at me)

And most importantly, Tommy has been looking for his next job (hence the looking at the hospitals while in NYC). We've had several ups and downs along the way, though it has been a relatively short way. More on this later....

Upcoming posts: Mom and Dad Visit. Bevin’s Baby Shower. Easter.