Alright sports fanz, I am feeling pretty good about being a blogger. This is kinda fun! Ever since the last post things have gotten pretty crazy for the duo in questions. Between shopping sprees as the D.I. and Walmart (where we stressed out multiple cashiers because of our crazy price matching) things are starting to come together for the fresh new batch of soon to be Mr.Park's 3rd graders. Ready or not they are coming in a week. I think that I have been more stressed than our dear sweet Mr. Parks. Because of this fact (and because I am quite fond of the guy) I have made myself the full-time sidekick. For those of you who don't know what a full-time sidekick entails it is basically doing whatever the boss asks you to do and thinking of and completing all the tasks that the boss wouldn't think of until 28 3rd graders walk through the door because he didn't have the brain capacity. Though I don't do much, I am grateful that I have the time to help. It has been absolutely incredible how much support Brandon has had from everyone around us! It means so much to me to have such amazing people willing to help and I know it means even more to Brandon. Thank you! (Honorable mention goes to two adorable little boys who were excellent door holders!)
Being a full-time sidekick has another perk; helping me forget that Brandon is moving to be closer to his school. Sometimes it feels like he is moving to the other side of the planet, not just to the other side of the lake! I know that i am being dramatic but I have become so used to seeing him everyday and now I will one, for sure not see him everyday and two, he will be absolutely worn out at the end of the day and i will be forever away! The adorable that he is left me a voice mail the other day informing me that is is exactly 15miles from my door to his and that it took him about 20mins to get there. GREAT! now we can calibrate the teleporter... I wish! Joke, it was a very sweet message.
In other news lat Sunday when the dramatic girl who lives inside me and doesn;t know how to control her emotions was leaking out in full force the affectionate Brandon decided to start a watermelon fight. Well I guess it all started when my so cute mother decided to have a true blue watermel
on bust for her 45th birthday. This included us spreading a plastic table cloth on the cement, mom climbing to the top of a ladder and throwing a watermelon onto the plastic shouting "45 and still alive!" yes, I love her to pieces. Brandon and I were handed a huge chunk on watermelon and that is when it all started. It was so fun, and just what I needed. I am constantly amazed at how thoughtful he is (sorry sap haters!)Honestly, I (and we) have been so incredible blessed. It is amazing to me how things seem to fall into place in a way that, though unexpected and a little sca
ry, are just what would be most meaningful and beneficial. It has been amazing to feel the hands of The Lord comforting me and gently guiding me to the paths that He would have me take. I know that we are both where we need to be at this time and I know that He will continue to guide us in the future, whatever that may be. WOW! I am so blessed.
p.s. sorry this is so long and disjointed. Firefox is partially to blame because it crashed after the first time I finished this post! I am getting chrome!
