I'm sure it'll all work out...

My poor cell phone is nearly dead...I’ve had it on since 4 a.m. Friday (when I left for Reiko’s), and I haven’t charged it. I haven’t charged it, because I remember unpacking my charger, thinking “I’d better charge my cell.” and placing the charger somewhere...and I’ll be dadgum if I can’t find that charger -..- I’m slowly becoming my mother.

Well, I don’t know how weather is everywhere else, but it’s a bit cold here in Arkansas. We’ve had ice storms off and on for the past couple of days...or just during the night. I took a bunch of pictures today, because a lot of the trees and plants were frosted from the ice. I got a great one of Mom and Dad. There’s not a lot of wind though, so the cold doesn’t bite into you (it just slowly seeps in and stays for a good long while). There is a lot of fog though.

So, with Dad going offshore on the 23rd, our family is having Christmas on the 20th (this Saturday). I can’t wait. Breakfast will be tomato gravey and biscuits (something mommie got started my Mom on ), and then we’ll open gifts and spend the day together. Oh, that reminds me. I need to go in the basement and look through my movies. I need to find the Home Alone series ^..^ Tradition!

Ok, so! According to Mom, we have decided to drive down to Abbeville on the 23rd instead of the 24th like we’d originally planned. That’s the morning my Dad needs to leave for work, and Mom’s afraid if we stay any later, there’s be bad weather and we won’t be able to leave. So, Mom and Dad are going to depart in Dad’s truck, and Aunt Carolyn and I are going to be driving behind them in Sheila (Mom’s car). We’ll be leaving the house around 4 a.m. (seems to be a trend). Google maps has it as 9 hours and 42 minutes away (though it doesn’t give and take for bathroom breaks and food and such), so...Some time after 1 in the afternoon, we should roll into Abbeville...this plan, is slightly flawed as I see it. Firstly, Dad doesn’t need to go to Abbeville. If I remember correctly, he has to be in Pascagoula, MS...which, our rout is the same up until Little Rock, AR...but then it goes two different ways. I dunno. We’ll have to talk about it later. That’s the idea for right now anyway.

For some very odd reason, my check did not get deposited into my account last Friday like I thought it would. This is making me question how many checks I actually have left. I was thinking there’d be at least one left, but since I left half way through one week, I wasn’t sure if there’d be another. Either way, I was pretty certain another would be deposited. The problem now is that I’m running low on money. I’m so glad I got my Christmas shopping done...well, except for Mom, but her Christmas present is a joint effort. I e-mailed Donna at work to ask why the check didn’t get directly deposited into my account and how many I have remaining. I never was good at calculating -..-

Tonight was fun...well, it was at the end. The bible study is always good, but afterwards, Pastor Sam asked me to operate the sound booth. It seems to be my calling, and there’s no use trying to escape it. I was kinda thrown in there immediately upon my first visit. I’m so glad that I actually have experience in the area, otherwise I would’ve felt like a schmo. What I love about these people is that even if you screw up on something, they’re like, “Ah, it don’t matter! You’re doing great!” So...I’m glad that I am doing a great job, but I suppose even if I wasn’t they’d still make me feel good. This Sunday, they’re putting on a play/choir production thingy (of course, about Christmas!), and they wanted to practice it in full tonight. Pastor Sam pulled me in there and instructed me, “Now, the numbers we need are 27, 33, and 44. There’s space between each performance though, so you’ll have to stop it and then go through the entire thing to get to the right number.” So I looked at him kinda funny and said, “Why not just press the pause button?” and he looked at me and then it curiously so I demonstrated by showing him how you could play a bit of music and hit pause (which doubles as the play button) and then skip ahead and not have to go through the whole list, but just starting from the number you were just at. He says, “Huh! Would you look at that!” I looked at him and said, “I’m so much more than just a pretty face.” we laughed at that. So, not only did I manage the sound booth, I taught the pastor a new function of the CD player. Mom had wanted to leave early though , so she was kinda bored. I’d brought my laptop, so I tried to connect it to the internet for her, but the signal was weak. In the end, practice wasn’t long. So we just skedaddled when we could.

...ok, it sounds like a gaggle of teenage girls are outside on the road giggling at a very high, very annoying pitch (the kind that makes dogs and small animals cower?)...I suppose it could be an animal...but...I’ve never heard an animal make that noise (well other than a teenage girl).

Meh...I’m starting to get tired. I suppose I’ll be off to bed then. Goodnight, Sunshines.

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