Starving

For adult conversation! Travis is spending the night in Birmingham to get a head start on a large house there. With gas being $4 a gallon, I totally don't blame him. Sigh...that still doesn't change the fact I'm adult attention starved....so here we go:

• I've spent the last 10 minutes staring at this shadow on the wall, and for the life of me, I cannot figure out what is making it. It's really annoying.

• AH HA! As I wrote that, I just figured out what it was. Sage made this cloud at school with streamers, and THEY are making it. I was looking at the wrong light.

• I actually had a complete, MALE, stranger in a parking lot say this to me today: "Hey, who does your hair? When's the last time you had it cut? You need to cut it. It'd look cute in a bob. You need to cut that stringy stuff off." He was letting me walk in front of his car, and that is what he said. I PRAYED I'd see him in the parking lot because I was so stunned that my usual quick reply was off. Maybe tomorrow...

• It has been REALLY hot here for a few weeks now. Like 94 degrees hot. Wish we had a pool...oh wait. I wish we had a pool that wasn't GREEN.
  

• We got our house appraised this morning. I discovered that I should have gone into that profession because he was out of here in less than 10 minutes and charged me $400.
  

• Sage is really into hide-and-seek now, but she totally doesn't understand the concept. She won't let me count when she's on her way to hide. Once she's in her spot, she'll scream, "Okay! I'm ready!" So, I just pretend to look other places as I see her sitting in plain sight covering her eyes.

Some lyrics that I wish I had written because they are how I feel.

"When it feels right you're free to leave. When it feels like there's room to breathe, and it feels like you're letting go. You're letting go."

"Please don't go if I'm being unconditional and I was meant to hold you. Please don't hold me to the competition when I was meant to breathe your air in.

• This weekend, I remembered when I first got saved and how God would answer the dumbest prayers of mine. You know, sometimes they weren't even so dumb, but He answered them. I guess He did it to build my faith, to show me how prayer works, to show me that He is really listening, and that prayer really works. As I grew, those kinds of things didn't happen like that, and that's where I learned about faith and maturity. It reminds me of a scene in the new Narnia. Lucy asks Aslan, "Why didn't you come help us like last time?" And he says, "Things never happen the same way twice." Sometimes, I wish He'd answer the way He did at first: quickly and...quickly.
  

''No, it won't all go the way it should, but I know the heart of life is good.''