Will it ever end?!?!?!

Four and a half more days, just four and a half more days. That is how much longer I must endure school until the Christmas break. Why we have three FULL days rather than half days next week is way beyond me, but that's what we must suffer through. The district seems to think the kids need a 45 minute study period and a small break before each and every test they take. It is RIDICULOUS! What kid is going to study in that time? Not one of them I tell you, not a blessed one of them. But back to my point, at some time on Thursday, the kids will walk out of the building, and so will I. In one week and one day, Andy and I will be on a plane to Texas...and that is good news! I am not sure who is more anxious, me or my niece Cailey. Regardless, it's good to be loved.

The Christmas cards are finally ready to be mailed (hey, my Christmas shopping has been done for weeks, back off). If you don't get one, sorry, it's probably because I don't have current addresses for some people, and I just don't have enough money to mail cards to everyone God has blessed my life with. I suppose that's a good thing, having more friends I love than I do cards to mail. But anyway, do not be angry with me, just know you are all thought of.

This weekend I plan to paint our living room. Notice, I plan on it, but let's not hold our breath. It needs to get done, it should get done, but I just cannot say for sure if it will get done. If my "recruits" come to help, then I am quite positive the living room will be painted. If they don't, who knows. It usually helps if I have others around to motivate me into action...pitiful I know. If that does happen, we may even go really crazy and actually hang pictures on the wall (watch out, I'm out of control now!!! ha ha).

Remember to pray for Peggy, my sweet sweet friend who is fighting cancer. I love seeing her face at church, being able to hug her (and let me tell you, she gives some good hugs!), and seeing her and Stu together. I want to be like them when I grow up, should I ever grow up. But anyway, I now have a greater desire to prepare for bedtime than I do type. I pray you all are doing well and the approaching holidays are a source of joy rather than stress.