Whats Next

Since January I have been planning on going to Missouri in September. It has seemed so far away for so long and now it is knocking on my door. Things have changed so much since I first decided to go. When I decided to go I was in a place of total loss and I was broken inside. I felt fully alone and all I wanted was to be gone. Today I am on the up swing. Experiencing total restoration of friendships, and building new friendships that will last a life time. I could honestly say I am loving being home.
Even in the light or things changing for the better, I know that going away for three months to focus on God is still the right thing. I am totally confident that God has something for me, but I am afraid. I am afraid of being to shy, of not having the money, and of missing home. In moments like these I am really glad that my life is not my own. I might worry about the "what if's" but God has already worked them all out. I may be totally panicked about the how, but God has already provided. Yep, in this moment and in this season I am glad God in the one in control. He truly is awesome.

Baking Gone Wrong

Yesterday I was with my sister and I wanted to bake brownies. I love to bake, especially when it is for other people. On this occasion I was baking for my brother in laws birthday. I knew that I would not have money to get him something so I thought what better than to bake his favorite treat. So after a very long and trying day I went to my sister's to unwind and bake. At least I thought that is what I was going to do. I melted the chocolate, mixed the ingredients, spread it in the pan and put it in the oven... Nothing weird. Well, in the middle of watching Jon and Kate Plus 8, I decide to go check and see how things are going. I open the oven expecting to see my beautiful brownies made for scratch... NOPE! It was a brownie explosion of doom! They were dripping out of the pan and it was so nasty. After the nasty looking things came out of the oven, Jenn and I decided we should clean... Bad plan... We turned on the self cleaning oven on and the house filled with smoke. I am serious here! It was horrible. I am not baking brownies ever again... or at least not until the next birthday.

SPA

A few days ago I went to the Spa with my pal Chrissy. You see she is getting married in 8 days and I am her maid of honor so this was the gift she gave me. I loved it!! I am not one to pamper myself, but after going to the spa I could be. We went to this thing called a hydro room, which is basically a glorified shower. Here is how it works they give you a skin treatment, wrap you like a burrito, and than turn the room on and it hoses you down. It is way cooler than I am making it sound and it is very relaxing. I heart being a pampered girl. It confirms that I better marry rich.

My Job

It is me the worlds worst blogger here to tell you about my awesome life. I am a professional diaper changing, nose wiping', nap given, nanny. You may think "I've seen super nanny that must be hard work" Well I hate to burst your bubble, but that show is a load of poop. Nanny's do not come in and change how a family is run, we simply follow instructions. Sometimes, that means going to movies, those are the good days. No matter what I am told to do my job is always interesting. And rarely hard.
Here is a story from last week:
I was at work giving the baby a bottle when all of the sudden the cat FREAKS OUT!! First of all you must know I am terrified of cats, because at a nanny job a few years ago, the cat was satan or something and chased me and tried to claw my face off. That being said I look over at the cat and see feathers flying. "Oh crap a bird is in the house" I thought. Well, about 5 seconds later this nasty bird comes flying by my head. I did what every grown woman would do and ran outside with the baby. I mean I am not about to touch bird, especially with a cat after it. What if the cat thinks I am stealing its meal and ninjas me??? Not going to happen. I was not about to be scratched to death or pecked to death by getting in the middle of this war. After little thought I went to the neighbor, whom I did not know, and asked him to get the bird. He did!! The beauty of being a girl I suppose. With the bird out of the house it was time to get back to "nannying".
And that is my job.