and I AM sorry, and I am SO thankful for my blogger friends who check in often and post even though its been a month since my last post! I feel like sending you all big huge hugs!

What has been going on... well, a lot of stressful things, some funny things, and more mundane things of life than I care to think about.

We had a nice Easter weekend! We visited very-extended family in New Jersey, I got jealous of my sis-in-law's post-baby, nursing, size-4 body... totally unfair, it was way too cold for the cute springtime dresses and sandals I brought for the girls and I to wear to church - but you HAVE to wear spring clothes on Easter Sunday (I am pretty sure its Biblical).

Our dog may have been impregnated by a low-class, fly-by-night, who-knows-what-breed dog and it makes me nauseous to think about it... so I won't think about that until around 50 days from now when I will begin to panic if I feel movement. The 62 day timeframe from conception to birth puts us two weeks before the double-wedding-whammy coming this June.  I WILL find out who owns this mongrel and show up with half of the vet bills... just watch me. She was tied outside on our deck -just going potty- we dont have a fence yet - when my daughter comes running in saying "look mom! Another dog outside with Ricotta!!" GRRR. This is the dog who will not CATCH food when you throw it because she wants to inspect it first. This is the dog who pulls clothes out of the hamper to make a bed since the floor isnt soft enough for her. This is the dog who will not drink her water if some food gets into her bowl. This is the dog who follows me around the house when I am vaccuming with the hose extension and will not leave me alone until I vaccum her as well - it feels nice and she LOVES it. She is a princess at 90 lbs, a breed called the worlds most BEAUTIFUL dog... and she went slumming. It just makes me sick. I can't DO puppies y'all! I love love love puppies... but we are in a townhouse - not somewhere with plenty of room for this type of activity to go on!

Changing the subject before I work myself into a tizzy...

Whew. I am registered for the "She Speaks" convention for Christian writers and speakers! I am super excited and nervous about going! I just "feel" like the Lord is leading me into a speaking role in ministry... but I have terrible stage fright. I was in some community theater as a teen, and I only ever had tiny parts. By tiny, I mean walk-on-extra parts - - non-speaking parts. I was a background person in Brigadoon, actually I think I had the named part of  "fishmonger"... but no lines. They couldn't hear me during auditions. I though I was screaming from the stage, but the director kept saying "speak up Dear!" Mortifying. I had a small role in a couple school plays, again, no-line-extra parts. Then I found a niche in theatrical make up backstage. That was fun. I got to make 17 year olds look like grandparents. However, I digress. Me? Speak in front of large groups? You know the irony of speaking at women's events? There are almost ALWAYS people there who have initials after their names designating them as having more knowledge than I do - especially of the Biblical kind. I just took my first test in Evangelism 101 (yes, I skipped right over that 101 level class and jumped to 400 levels... not sure how they let that one by), and got a 75!! I would freak out if my kids got a 75 on a test... but I got a 75 in a BIBLE class!!! Ugh. Sucker punch. It was mostly memorization of verses in Romans, Titus and Ephesians... and I stink at memorization. I can finish a verse if someone starts it, but rarely can I give you the reference.

What else, what else....

OH. My 11 year old thought hair loss = cancer. He was pulling out hair by the fingerfulls from the back of his head and I could hear it ripping from the follicles... so I told him all about how cancer patients have to take the chemo drugs and that is what causes the hair loss, not the cancer. Then I discovered he had pulled out enough hair to give himself a 1" diameter bald spot right in the swirl part of the back of his head. Crazy child. It did work out in my favor though, as the embarrasment led him to want to get his hair cut so that it wasnt so obvious!! WOOHOO! I can see his eyes AND ears again!

I will try harder to keep posting things as they happen...

I am reading up on YOUR blogs... just dont have much time to post comments... but I am enjoying the posts!

Blessings!