Today

Today began the series of crazy Wednesdays. Coffee break started up again, and as much as I love those little kids (I'm with 3 and 4 year olds again), it's so hard to come home after working with them and try to get working on my school. I also have an Elive (interactive classroom) on Wednesdays. I'm doing school until 3:00, like normal kids, on these days, and it is rather shocking to my system.
We got a phone call today from the Hospital. On October 6 (22 days away) we're heading to Edmonton to see the anastesiologist. Apparently it has something to do with me having not been put under for a while, and for this, I'm going to have to be put under, so we have to meet with him. And then after we meet with him, I think, I hope, we can finally get in for the scope. How can the possibility of those two things thrill me and scare me to death at the same time?
Today marks the begining of ministry team. I'm excited, and a little nervous, but definatly ready to see what God has in store.


"So we're not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can't see now will last forever"
2 Corinthians 4:16

All that is bitter and sweet

Today, I was sitting down to do school. a normal occurance in a day of the life of me. So I picked up my math book, and after spending nearly 10 minutes trying to figure out this stupid thing, I decided to consult the answer key. I don't normally do this, but today's problems were really tough, and sometimes just looking at the answer key and seeing how they did a problem helps me figure it out too. So I was looking at the answer key. and I sort of got it. But After about 6 of these dumb problems, I realized my blood sugar was dropping. Good reason to stop math? I think so. I finished up the page and shut the book, going on to make myself a bagel. SO... Here's what I think. I shouldn't have to do anymore of this math if it makes my blood sugars go low. I know it's a shot in the dark, and I probably won't stop, but it sounds good at the moment. Once I get it, I actually like it. It's the learning part that's hard. And I think my math book could explain it better. Or at least use those little cartoon picture things. Yeah, it's safe to say math was not my friend today. Sometimes it is, but today, it was not.
But... what I am thankful for today...

• Missions team meeting tonight!!!


• Today, at coffee break, I spent the morning spoiling little girls. A great start to any day


• Hiding Easter eggs, a cheap thrill


• Yummy food


• Getting music that is, supposedly, going to make me smarter (see if it works)


• Great friends that make me happy


• Now, relaxing. What's that saying about all work and no play? Well, this is the play part :)

Have an amazingly wonderful rest of the day, and don't forget to smile (Even if you are faced with evil math books that are out to get you)

Chloe's superhero

At coffee break yesterday, I met an adorable little girl named Chloe. She has blond hair and a gapped tooth smile, and she is totally cute. She was sitting at my table for snacks, and crafts, and that was when I got to know this little sweetie. The first thing we were talking about was age. She told me I was old. I said I wasn't that old, but she told me that I wasn't very little either. I had to agree with that, I'm not very little anymore. Then, as I was eating some animal crackers, she told me that teacher's don't eat. Of course, I answered that one by eating another cracker. I guess it's sort of like when you see your teacher outside of school for the first time. It's kind of hard to believe that they actually have a life, and don't live inside of school. It's hard to comprehend that they eat and have a family and go grocery shopping. When I couldn't figure out the tape on one of the crafts, she said, "Ms. Michelle, teacher can't figure this out!" and as I got my coat and bag to leave, she crawled over to me. "You're leaving?" I told her I was, but that I would see her next week. It was funny, how she saw me as a super human kind of person. to Chloe, it didn't matter where I was in life, or what was happening in my life. to Chloe, I was a superhero, of sorts. In her eyes, it didn't matter how everyone else saw me. It didn't matter who I was or what was going on. when Chloe looked at me, it was like she believed in me. and when I saw that, I knew that it didn't matter who I was to everyone else, in Chloe's eyes, I was some sort of superhero. and that's ok with me.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, it's only a day away

Tomorrow. Well, it's the start, or the re start, or coffee break. That means getting up at some ridiculously early time, that probably starts with a 7, and eating breakfast and getting dressed and driving to the church so I can babysit some little kids, not sure what age group yet, hopefully the little ones, I did the older ones last year and was in the little kid nursery for like 2 weeks. It was so much easier. Anyway, at least I get payed. And it's fun, most of the time. And I have to go to the dentist tomorrow. Ok, in like 25 and a half hours. If playing with a whole bunch of kids doesn't make me crazy, maybe that will. Hopefully, I'll be able to maintain my sanity. Welcome to crazy.