Hanukkah!

So last night, Nate and I took our niece to a Hanukkah service and party at our church. I should preface by saying that our church has a large-ish Messianic Jewish ministry, which means they minister to Jews who believe in Jesus as the Messiah. They meet about once a month on the first Friday evening of the month, which I believe is when the Sabbath technically starts (at sundown). We have been to a service before, as it is open to anyone who wants to attend and is not limited to Jewish people only. Since I've never been to a service at a Jewish synagogue, I can't say with any degree of certainty, but I would imagine this service is a cross between our regular weekend services and a traditional Jewish service.

I love experiencing new and different things as often as I can, so going to a Messianic Jewish service was an awesome cultural experience for me. A few interesting things to mention:

• They read from the Torah in Hebrew and then again translated into English.
• They do not write out God or Lord as, in Jewish tradition, God's name is considered so holy and revered that it's too holy to try to spell or write on paper. Instead, they write G-d and L-rd.
• They sing songs in Hebrew (I think?) and in English. We sang the famous song (in the movie/musical "Fiddler on the Roof") Hava Nagila as well as others. The song that got stuck in our heads the most is "Shema Yisrael" which means "Hear O Israel" and the rest of the song translates to "the Lord, our God, the Lord is one."
• There is a group who does traditional Jewish dances during the worship part of the service, which is soooo awesome.

So they explained Hanukkah to us, which I am going to sum up to the best of my knowledge. If this is totally off, please don't be offended. This is my blog and not a history paper, so I'm not going to do a ton of research for this. I am leaving out a lot of what I'm sure are important details, so if you are curious, look it up. :o)

Basically in the time between Malachi and the Gospels, there was a really bad king who forced the Jews to worship the Greek gods in the Temple and to slaughter pigs on the altar, which is obviously a huge afront to how the Jews were to worship the One Living God as per the Law in the Old Testament. One man rose up in rebellion and started a revolution that overthrew the Empire of this bad king. They rededicated the Temple to God. During the uprising, they only had enough oil to last one day, but it is believed that God made the oil last for eight days instead of one. The Menorah is a symbol of God's constant protection and provision for his people, Israel. I believe this is recorded in Maccabees, but since that isn't in our canon and I'm too lazy to look it up, I wouldn't know for sure.

Anyway, before attending this service, I had a very limited knowledge of what Hanukkah actually is. I knew what the Menorah was and the Dreidl, but as for their meanings, I had no idea. At the end of the service, the pastor of Jewish ministries, said this, "You can basically sum up all Jewish holidays like this: They hated us and tried to kill us. We fought back. We won. Let's eat!"

We laughed so hard. Love it. After the service, we went to the party. They served some traditional Hanukkah food, which is predominantly fried to remind us of the miracle of the oil. They did some more dancing to teach anyone who wanted to learn. There were photobooths, music, driedl games and the chocolate coins all throughout, and festive decorations. So much fun. The only thing I didn't like is that there were too many people for the size of the room! My niece, Ellie, loved the driedl! It was such a good experience, and I would recommend something like it to anyone who is curious about Hanukkah.

My DIY Christmas Wreath

I've been doing so many crafty projects lately that I am dying to share. I love decorating, and so right after Thanksgiving is one of my favorite times of the year because that's when we start decorating for Christmas! I want to share one of such projects, but first, the back story.

While going through our boxes of Christmas decorations, I came across the wreath box. I opened it and went, "ughhhhhh." I'm not a DIY blogger, obviously, so I forgot to take a before picture, but I haphazardly put the wreath back together so you'd get the idea. Sorry the picture is not so great.

It's not the ugliest wreath on the block (you should see my neighbor's!), but let's be honest, it looks like something circa 1994. My mom is one of the best bargain shoppers I've ever met, and she knows a find when she sees one. A year or two ago, she knew I didn't have a wreath and found this one for me probably thinking it was better than nothing, as I used to be into collecting bears when I was little (that's a story for another day). So, I paid nothing for this wreath, but I wasn't really feeling it this year. But, since there's no money in the budget for a new wreath, I ended up hanging it up anyway thinking I might find a way to modify it to my liking later. I'm a little ashamed to admit that. As an aside, after hanging it, I discovered the bears covered the little peephole in the front door, which I felt like was kind of a safety-hazard.

I did do some shopping around the next day to see if I could find something I liked better, or at least inspiration to make mine better. Have you seen prices on wreaths? Unless you get the yucky, fake looking ones, they cost anywhere from $20-50 dollars!!!!! Even if I did have money for it, I am wayyyy too cheap to pay that much for a wreath. Well, I might pay $20, but after this project, no way. What I did notice is that grapevine wreaths are still in style (or are again?). I knew there was something I liked about this wreath!!! I also saw that Hobby Lobby was selling plain grapevine wreath bases exactly like mine for $10. Score!

So when I was out shopping yesterday, I picked up two branches/bunches of the cranberry-looking floral embellishments. I'm sorry I don't know what they are called. I have never done this before! They were $1.27 each, but I got them for half price. Score again!

Last night, I sat down with my pliers and ripped the bears and little sign off the wreath. I noticed the twine on it was old, weathered, and had broken and been tied back together in places. Thankfully I already had the heavy duty jute twine to replace it, so I took off the old twine, added the berries and new twine, and ta-da! The result:

A brand new, contemporary, natural, gorgeous-looking wreath that only cost me about $1. :o) And while I am pretty excited about the low cost, what I am even more proud of is that I did it myself. Pinterest actually had nothing to do with this project! I've never done anything like this before, and I had no help. This is so not like me: I didn't even look at any pictures for inspiration or how-tos. *gasp* I just kind of sat down and did it. And bonus, it doesn't cover the peephole anymore! So yay for craftiness. The end.

My DIY Centerpiece

We are hosting Christmas dinner at our house for the first time ever this year, and while I was decorating, I couldn't find anything I liked in my decorations that would work well for a centerpiece. While are only hosting my brother, his wife, and their daughter on Christmas day, Nate and I both wanted something festive on our table that we could enjoy all season. So, along came Pinterest. I love that site for so many reasons, not the least of which is for decorating ideas. I found this picture and thought it would be perfect!

Link credit here.

I was so excited and had everything I needed except for the vase, but I showed this picture to Nate. He was less than impressed. "It doesn't look very Christmas-y," he said. Granted, I knew he looks at a picture and sees...exactly what is in the picture. I look at it and see the possibilities or how I would do it differently. I am the artsy-crafty one and can visualize it with our silver platter, our ornaments, and on our table. Nate, not so much. He was obviously reacting to the colors, and since they are not red and green, they are not Christmas-y. ;o)

Anyway, I had already decided that in order to keep our living space in our apartment from looking totally tacky, it was going to have to have a consistent color scheme. I decided to keep the traditional colors red and green (keeps the husband happy), add silver, and use those elements all throughout our living room/dining room area.

If you haven't read or heard much about us lately, you might not know, but we are on a tight budget (which sounds awful, but we love it). This means I don't have much extra to just go out and
buy decorations for Christmas. The only thing I had to buy for this centerpiece was the vase, the silver ribbon, and the green ornaments. Not too shabby! Without further ado, our centerpiece.

My pictures aren't as awesome as the original, probably because I took it right before the sun went down this evening and not earlier in the day, like I should have. Oh well. Hopefully you get the idea.

Elements of the centerpiece:
Green Table Runner - Dollar Tree - $1 (I need to iron it still, obviously. Pretend it's not wrinkled. ;o) )
Silver Platter - already had - I think this is a "Mom Find"
White Pillar Candle - already had - Mom Find (I used homemade mod podge, salt, and fake snow to make it sparkly. It turned out awesomely!)
Square (actually rectangular) Vase - Target - ~$10
Red & Green Ornaments - Dollar Tree - a tube of 12 for $1
Silver Ornaments - IKEA - Mom found them at Goodwill, I think for really cheap. I have two small boxes of them and there are enough to cover our whole tree and then some. I love them, and so does Nate.
Salt & Pepper shakers are just a part of my Pfaltzgraff dishes set
Fake snow (the kind you sprinkle) - Meijer last Christmas - IDK how much it cost
Silver Ribbon - Hobby Lobby - $2.50 (It was half price in the floral section and not in with the Christmas decorations. I have used it A TON. I was going to get more yesterday since I almost ran out; but, the sale had ended, and it was back to full price. Yuck.)

A few extra notes:
• I like that in the original picture, it looks like they used ribbon for the table runner. It looks nice but is so not practical for all month in my house. Plus, you can't really beat a table runner for $1.
• I also found a how-to on making the bow since I've never attempted something like that before. My grandmother is good at things like that, though, and she would be so proud!

My very favorite thing about this centerpiece is that it is pretty to look at but also very low profile, meaning you can actually see the people across the table from you, which is a rare quality in a centerpiece for those of us who are short! Also, Nate loves how it turned out, too. Hope y'all enjoy seeing it!

Texas: The Story

Chapter 1: Yes, Texas

“Progress always involves risk; you can’t steal second base and keep your foot on first.” -Fredrick Wilcox

About two weeks ago, I was offered a job to be a full time nanny for my niece Elanor Grace Wills in the Dallas/Fort Worth area in Texas. Through much prayer and consideration, Nate and I feel very strongly that God is calling us to move to Texas. For more information on the events that brought us to this decision, please read my blog entry Texas: The Prequel. Nate currently has a few job prospects but nothing specific. Here are some of the reasons we are saying "Yes" to Texas.

We need a fresh start. I pretty much covered that in Texas: The Prequel, but Nate and I feel like we've been in a rut for almost three years. It isn't getting better. Nate currently has a full-time job he really enjoys. We met at Somerset, and we love the people there. But the commute is an hour each way, and we can't afford to move closer. While it's true I just got hired to a new job, it isn't exactly what I want either. I was and still am excited about that job, but I am pretty sure I will still be able to work for the company from home from Texas rather than from home from Michigan. I don't see it being a problem. If it works, it will in effect double my income. We are trusting that God will provide a job for Nathan after our arrival.

Texas' economy is not Michigan's economy. That is really important for Michiganders to remember. When driving around an average town or city in Michigan, it is not uncommon to see strip malls with shop vacancies. Unemployment is not uncommon in Michigan. In Texas, finding a job is not so difficult, and businesses are continually booming. "Texas is kind of a red state," as Valerie so eloquently put it. Michigan is, well, very blue. (Okay, that's not true. Michigan is red except for Detroit and Grand Rapids and Battle Creek and Lansing. Those cities make Michigan blue. Anyway, I digress.) While I am not attributing the economies wholly to the states' respective political persuasions, I do think they are a major factor. Texas does not have state income tax. Michigan does. Property tax is higher in Texas and sales tax is a percent or two higher, but if you cannot afford to own property, you basically get a tax break. I think that is a huge incentive to poorer people. Jobs are much easier to come-by in Texas, which makes moving without Nathan being employed a lot less scary. While it's sad that Michigan's economy is so bad, we have to do what is best for us and our family, not what is best for Michigan.

No daycare for Ellie. This one was a huge factor. My mom (and lots of others as well) has been worried about Ellie going to daycare. Not that daycare centers are evil or, as a rule, force a child to grow up without guidance from his or her parents, but my mom feels (and I agree) that being a stay-at-home parent in order to be able to raise one's own children is really important if it is feasible. When she heard that Valerie was going back to work, I think her heart sank a little. She so wanted to live closer to be able to watch her grandbaby. I'm sure Ellie's other relatives felt the same way. But the timing was just not right for them. It just felt SO right for me. I could watch Ellie when Andrew and Valerie were at work, and she wouldn't have to go to daycare. This would answer a lot of people's prayers. I really feel so, so humbled that they trust me so much to ask me to watch their child on a daily basis, and I'm thrilled that I will be able to get to know her and watch her grow.

Everything's bigger in Texas. Even the cities. But really, it's pretty exciting. Name a restaurant or business you've ever heard of, and they probably have one. Or ten. In Coldwater, we live about 40 miles from the nearest Target. In Dallas, there are about 10 Targets within 20 miles, even Super Targets with grocery departments (not that I would EVER grocery shop in Target...too expensive). Sonic. Chick-fil-A. Kroger. The only thing they don't have that I know I will miss is Meijer. And Belle Tire.

And some more minor reasons:

Friendly Southerners.

Gas is MUCH cheaper. It doesn't stay so freaking cold all winter. Closer to my brother and his family and having their help in getting settled.

If you know Nate and me, you know that Nate is not much of a risk-taker, and I'm not really that independent though I am a bit of a dreamer. If this was our own doing, trust me, we would not be moving to Texas. There are just too many potential risks involved, and it's just kind of scary. But believe me when I say that this is God. It totally is. When I think about that and about Ellie, I just get so excited. Do we really want to live in Texas? Honestly? No, not really. But I just can't see myself doing anything else. I can't imagine saying "no" to forty hours a week with my niece. And Nate feels the same way. We are definitely unsure as to what God has for him, but we are trusting and praying that even now, God is causing things to happen that will present the best job Nate could ever wish for.

Chapter 2: Skepticism Takes Its Toll

"Now I'm fearless with nothing left to hide / All the doubts of yesterday, love has driven them away" - Fearless, dcTalk

How can they afford to hire you?

We've gotten this question a lot. Andrew and Valerie have budgeted in the cost of putting Ellie in an average daycare. It's not cheap. But, if they can afford daycare, they can afford to hire me instead. I don't know about you, but it seems pretty simple to me.

Moving is expensive. How can you afford to move? Well, God's got it covered. While that should appease most of those who have asked us these questions, the practical side of them just needs to know. Andrew and Valerie are helping. We will stay with them for the first month or so, which will help us find a great place to live and will save us money. In reality, I'm not really sure how we can afford not to move.

But childcare isn't your degree nor your passion. Aha! You are correct and also incorrect at the same time. One of the very biggest reasons why I chose graphic design is because I knew I could do it from home. (Another reason is the "undo" button, but that's a story for another time.) I wanted to be a wife and a mom more than most anything. I love graphic design. I really do. Sometimes it's stressful, but I'm good at it and I just love doing it. But family is so important to me. I wanted to choose a career that I could do from home like my mom did with me. She sold Tupperware and ran a daycare so that she could stay home with us, though her degree is education. I am so thankful she did that, and I want to do it too but in my own way. Childcare is important to me, and I'll gain so much experience watching Ellie (and ideally future Baby Wills children) until and maybe even while I watch my own children. But I can also pursue a career I am passionate about at the same time. There is no better arrangement, in my opinion, which is why I can't even imagine saying "no" to this opportunity.

And just so you know, if it works out the way I hope it will, it means double-pay.

What's Nate going to do?

So while we are moving without a job for Nathan, we are pretty certain he'll get one within a few weeks of our arrival. Andrew could not offer Nate a job, but he has enough faith in Nate as a hard worker and good employee that he can convince the right people to consider Nate for a job at Gateway Church.

Maybe Nate will get hired, maybe not. Maybe we'll end up loving Gateway Church, and maybe we'll find somewhere else we'd rather attend. With as frightening as it is for us to move without him having a job (or insurance), we are remarkably calm about it. I guess with faith in God, it isn't so remarkable that God would ease our fears about this.

When are you moving? I can't believe I haven't mentioned this yet. Our departure date: January 25, 2011.

We chose this date so we'll have a few weeks to look for a place to live and find Nate a job and also because it's after Nate's birthday. It was important to us to be here to spend Nate's 28th birthday with Nate's mom.

Nate's official last day of work is January 15, so that we have time to pack our things. My first day of work is February 14, the day Ellie turns 12 weeks old.

Are you taking both your vehicles and all your stuff right away? Yes. While it's true that we will be back to Michigan at least twice between January and September, it is important to us to try to take everything in one trip. We don't want to continue to take advantage of free storage at our parents' houses. I feel like we have a ton of stuff, too much stuff for a couple with no kids. But, that stuff includes a whole second set of bedroom furniture that we have inherited for when we do have kids. I'd rather take it with us now than try to move it later or rather than have to buy new furniture when the time comes. We will have to store our stuff for at least a month but hopefully not a whole lot longer than that. Trying to wait to take it when we come for Jonathan and Rebecca's wedding in June just wouldn't really be feasible. I think my mom will be thankful to be rid of the rest of my stuff, anyway. Also, if we didn't take both vehicles, Nate and I would probably have a difficult time getting to work as we are not likely to be able to commute together like the arrangement we had when I worked in Jonesville.

Chapter 3: Moving and Not Looking Back

"The hardest part of moving forward is not looking back." - Felicity

I believe that quote with all my heart. It's so easy to doubt a decision you make once you've made it. Skepticism creeps in so easily. Nate's mom, Polly, told us about the December 25, 2010 (yes, that's Christmas Day) entry in Our Daily Bread, the famous daily devotional. It amazes me that a message so poignant would be on just the perfect day. Please take a minute to read it here. It's really short, I promise. :o) I especially love the quote they included from Oswald Chambers, "

Faith never knows where it is being led, but it loves and knows the One who is leading."

Also, Pastor Robert of Gateway Church said something the weekend we were in Texas that really hit home to us, "I know some of you are going through difficult times, but God would like to birth a miracle in your situation–in your Bethlehem–He wants to birth a miracle in the problems you have right now." I feel like He really did.

I hope you will continue to read our blog and to follow us on our journey as we start this adventure in Texas. We will miss all our friends, family, and colleagues in Michigan more than they will ever know, but we know that we are doing the right thing for our lives.

Texas: The Prequel

This story feels so long to me that it feels like I'm writing a book series. So I'm just going to use novel terminology. Bear with me. Or don't. You can skip to the end if you want. :o)

Chapter 1: The Smallest One

"Even the smallest person can change the course of the future." - Galadriel, Lord of the Rings

Several months ago, some time in May, I received a phone call from my brother. After several minutes of small talk, he eventually asked me if I would design a mural for him. It was an out-of-the-blue request, even coming from him, but it was also his creative, roundabout way of telling me they were going to have a baby. Of course, I squealed with delight just bursting for them to make it public on Facebook so I could feel free to tell all my friends that I was going to be an aunt. (I have 3 nieces and 2 nephews, who are children of Nate's stepsister. I love them dearly and wish I could spend more time with them, but somehow it's different that my brother is starting a family.)

Fast forward a few months to my forced parting with my former place of employment. (Read about it here.) Also, I filed for unemployment with the stupid State of Michigan, who can't make up their minds what they are going to do. I qualified, didn't qualify, they filed my claim with the wrong business, they wrote me a letter saying they had erred, and then told me I qualified again. It's been ridiculously frustrating. After almost four months of dealing with them, I still haven't received one single check. Coincidentally, my brother is still receiving bills that he hasn't paid MI income tax for me working for him, though he ceased employing me July 2009. You'd think being one of the states with the worst economies, probably the worst, that they would be more careful about sort of thing if for no other reason than out of necessity. So no thanks to the State of Michigan, things were looking grim for us, financially. I did end up going with my mom to Texas, to paint the mural in August (just after I quit my job), but I didn't see how I was going to be able to afford to visit again after the baby was born.

Well, with Baby Wills (gender unknown) being due the first week of December, the Wills family decided to travel to Texas for Christmas. Nate and I spend every other Christmas with my family and then with his family on the alternating years. This year was our year to spend it with his family, and even with a new niece/nephew coming, it was important to me to honor that. There was going to be no way we could go. I was now out of a job, and finances were going to be super-tight for Christmas. Well, Nate and I talked about it a lot. I wanted to go meet my niece/nephew more than anything. We budgeted the cost of the trip, factored in Nate's unused week of paid vacation, and with a little extra help from Christmas gift money received early, we planned to go to Texas for a week. It worked because we planned to be back in time for Christmas to spend the holiday with his family.

It turned out that Baby Wills, Elanor Grace (named after her maternal great-great- grandmother Elnora and her paternal great-grandmother Grace Arlene, and spelled Elanor after Samwise Gamgee's daughter in the Lord of the Rings), was born two weeks early: November 22, 2010. This worked out beautifully for us, as had she been born on her due date, her grandmother (Valerie's mom) would have been staying with them, and we would have had to pay for a hotel room for a few nights. As it happened, Valerie's mom came early and left before we arrived. That was a huge blessing for us.

It was absolutely wonderful to see my brother, sister-in-law, and Baby Ellie. See pictures here. She was so tiny and so precious. She pretty much stole my heart before she was even born, but when I met her, words can't even describe the joy I felt holding her. I mean, she isn't my child, but I just felt this huge love for her. We had a very enjoyable trip and a wonderful Christmas. We enjoyed the warm weather and relaxed. But I would be remiss if I said that's all that happened.

Chapter 2: Our Position

"There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because his conscience tells him it is right...." - Martin Luther

During our recent trip to Texas, our lives were forever changed. That sounds cliche, but really, they were. I have to be honest. Really honest. Times have been tough – very tough for us. It's not an unusual story for a newlywed couple living in the State of Michigan. We have college loans and vehicle loans that aren't going to disappear on their own (but I'm proud to say we have ZERO credit card debit...and always will). And we want to start a family someday...but as each day, week, and month passes, we are in no way closer to being financially ready for that.

[PAUSE FOR RANT]

Okay, so I've been told more times than I can count that if we are waiting to be financially stable before we start a family that we will be waiting forever. While I understand what these information-bearers mean by this, I cannot agree that it applies to us right now. Of course it takes a huge amount of money to raise a child, but I don't think people seriously understand how important it is for us to do so after we are mostly out of debt, not while we are wallowing in it. Besides that, we're fairly sure we want to have our future child(ren) in a birthing center and not a hospital. Most insurance companies do not cover births in birthing centers, which means we would have to come up with the money ourselves. I am not really willing to sacrifice that desire just because it costs more money than the alternative. I am willing to wait until we have a more secure financial situation.

[END RANT]

Nate and I just felt stuck. When we got married, we thought we would be able to rent our current house (from family) for a few years and be able to start saving up money to afford a deposit on our own home. Two and a half years later, we are in the same situation we were in when we got married...no closer to having even a penny extra for a house downpayment. We so looked forward to our week in Texas to just get away from everything for awhile. In fact, we actually asked for Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University for Christmas. There are a people who have a lot more debt than we do, but then they probably make a lot more money than we do, too. We are thankful for what we have, but we so desire to be in a position of financial peace.

Chapter 3: The Smallest Decisions

"Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can pretty much change your life forever." - Felicity

As do many married couples, Andrew and Valerie have this awesome tradition of going on dates weekly with each other. Nate and I do as well. On our second day there, they asked if we would babysit Ellie for an hour or two so they could go out for dinner. We promptly agreed. Ellie was a bit fussy that night. Nate and I had an awkward time managing her and trying to get dinner around for ourselves. Looking back, it's actually kind of funny. At some point in the evening, probably after we finally got her bottle heated up, I said to Nate, "Wouldn't it be great if we lived closer so we could babysit her all the time?" We both kind of laughed about it.

Then Andrew and Valerie came home. I finally got Ellie to sleep and was holding her when they sat down and asked if they could talk to us. They told us that they felt really strongly that Valerie should return to work after her 12 weeks of maternity leave. Valerie absolutely loves her job - it's her calling, and she's very good at it. They had been praying for a long, long time about what to do with Ellie when the maternity leave was up. They felt God was telling them that Valerie should go back to work, but to not worry about what to do with Ellie. They looked at several daycare centers, but nothing felt "right." While they were out at dinner, they talked it over and it occurred to them, what about Laura? They knew a lot about our financial situation, and it just dawned on them that they should hire me to provide full time care for Ellie. They offered me a job paying equal to the job I just got hired for and sort of just started in Quincy.

Nate and I were shocked. Of course, Andrew has been bugging me for years to move near him...to Texas. Since we were teenagers, we decided we wanted to live within close proximity to one another so that our kids could grow up knowing their aunts and uncles. We sort of wished we'd had that in our own lives, but we never really had the chance to know my dad's siblings very well and my mom is an only child. But Texas?

Chapter 4: Our Reactions: But Texas?!?

"Things happen to us, but it's our reactions that matter." -Felicity

It's too hot in Texas. I like seasons and I like snow (for brief amounts of time) and I don't like 115 degrees in the summer!

They live in a suburb of Dallas, and I don't like HUGE cities. I like medium-sized cities that have a small town atmosphere while still having a variety of stores and activities and culture like the big cities. Dallas is the 9th largest city in the United States. It's the third largest city in Texas, after Houston and San Antonio. If you combine Dallas and Fort Worth, which really are twin cities, they create the 5th largest city in the United States, right under New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, and Houston. So, it's a crazy-big city!

Texas is too far from our families. We want to live within a reasonable day of driving from our families and from anywhere we would ever want to drive. For us, that's mid-central-eastern US. We like Tennessee, Kentucky, and North Carolina, for starters. They have the climate and the driving distance we really want. You can get just about anywhere (besides out West) in 8-10 hours. Dallas is NOT any 8-10 hour drive. It's 18-19 hours!

The traffic. I really don't think that needs any explanation.

But even with all of those strikes against it, Andrew asked us to prayerfully consider it but asked us to give them our answer before we went home to Michigan. We agreed. Through the course of my life, I have told God many times that I'll go wherever He wants me to go, whether it is my ideal place or not. Afterall, I moved to Michigan 9 and a half years ago with a similar mindset as I now have about Texas. I knew that this could be no different. If God wanted us to move to Texas, we'd move. If not, we'd stay in Michigan. So with that, Nate and I began praying. We went out for lunch the next day to discuss our options. For several days, we prayed and talked and weighed our options. We were nervously excited that we were even considering such a move.

We attended two services at Andrew and Valerie's church, Gateway Church, in Southlake (another suburb of Dallas), Texas. I was pleasantly surprised at how apparent it was that God was using this church in a major way. I was definitely skeptical as megachurches have a reputation for being impersonal and lacking spiritual depth. This was not so! Sometime over the course of the weekend, we felt very strongly that this was where God wanted us to be. When we pictured ourselves living in Texas, it just felt so right. Never have I felt so strongly that God was asking me to do something (well, besides quitting my job), as I did over those few days. Nate and I were in 100% agreement. He was maybe even more sure about it than I was when we came to the decision. The only thing that was holding me back even at the very end was that Nate didn't have a job. While I was all for embarking on an exciting adventure, the practical side of me was telling me how risky this was...to move without us both having a job.

But I knew that was the faith aspect of this decision, while we initially had all of those strikes against moving to Texas, all of the signs were pointing to YES, TEXAS.

Happy Fourth.

I am so slacking on the Blog lately! An quick update on the weightloss:

Nate is maintaining his 175 lbs. I haven't lost any more, but I haven't gained any more either. My goal is to lose about 20 more. I am going to be in two weddings next summer, so I'd like to be smaller by then. End of weight loss update.

Today's the fourth of July. Happy fourth. Anyway, I used to love fireworks, but ever since having a dog who is PETRIFIED of them, I don't so much anymore. He cowers and hides and his little heart beats so hard I'm afraid it's going to come right out of his chest! Hopefully he'll get over it someday.

And I shall leave you with this:

Bad idea for your Fourth of July event: "Come Dressed As Your Favorite Redcoat".

Bahahahaha.

Sprouting Plants and St. Patrick

Sprouting Plants

Isn't the beginning of spring grand? See, I told you I love the beginning of every season! I discovered these tulips (and I believe there are also daffodils in there) last spring. They had been planted in front of our house by a previous renter, so I was really excited when I saw the sprouts last spring. I've actually never been into flowers all that much, but being married and having our own home has changed all that.

St. Patrick's Day

Last year, I was too late getting on making a special St. Patrick's Day meal. This year, I researched recipes a week or two prior, and I wasn't impressed. All of the recipes I found were not all that healthy. They were pretty horrible, as far as nutrition facts. I was disappointed. The "traditional" meal is mostly an American custom anyway, and not truly Irish. I do have Irish heritage; however, my father taught me at a young age about Irish history so that I would know about my Irish ancestors.

Most people know the Irish flag looks like this. The green essentially represents the Catholics and the orange stands for the Protestants. To put it briefly in my own words, they fought a lot and eventually found peace, which is seen in the white center of their flag. That's pretty great symbolism for a flag.

The American tradition of wearing "green" and doing everything "green" would be to support the Catholic patron Saint Patrick. I know very little about him, but as I'm not Catholic, it seems sort of silly to me. I like to celebrate holidays, however, even the commercialized versions of holidays, and so I kind of enjoy wearing green on this day. But, my father taught me that our ancestors came from present-day Northern Ireland and were very definitely Protestant Irish. So, he always wore orange on St. Patrick's Day – not out of spite, but since it is an Irish American holiday, it's fun to show that orange also represents Ireland. So, I wore a green t-shirt and an orange sweatshirt. :o) I think it would be even better to wear white some year, though I'm not sure that would help me avoid getting pinched.

So, since Nate had to work late anyway, I decided to forego the unhealthy meal. Instead, we stopped at McDonald's to pick up Shamrock shakes. The employee took our order wrong, and only rang up one shake. The employee who handed us our order gave us a second shake for FREE. That's two shakes for exactly $2, my friends. I love a good bargain, though the 500 calories weren't such a bargain for my diet!

Those who follow me on Twitter/Facebook will probably know that I was not impressed with the cookie (as seen above). It looks so delish in the pictures, but alas, it was not. It was so nice of my coworker to bring in cookies for us all. I generally say no to that sort of thing, but seeing as it was a holiday, I accepted. Ugh. I wouldn't say it was gross, but it was definitely in the "wouldn't eat again" category. They were from a bakery! I was super disappointed. I think next year, I'm making these instead. Maybe that will make up for it.

Job Interview Update

I haven't felt like updating about this because I really have so many things to say about it and don't really know where to begin to say it. I'll put it briefly and maybe I'll update more about it later. First, the interview went well. Second, I don't think I'm going to get the job. Third, I'm totally okay with that. Really and truly fine with it. I don't handle rejection well, which is proof that God's hand is in this. It was a marketing position at the hospital in Coldwater. Basically the job is about 90% stuff I'd need to learn how to do and 10% stuff I already know how to do. Not that I couldn't learn it. It's just so not up my alley. Even if I got a call for a second interview, I would probably turn it down. I still need out of my present position, and deciding exactly how and when that is going to happen is the difficult part. That's all I'll say on it for now.

:: Laura