Loving Shepherd

26 Jun

Posted by: Lizzie

This weekend was full of good times, all clouded over by whatever I seem to have caught. I can handle the headaches and congestion, but I can’t stand not being able to talk/sing. At church yesterday, I peeped my way through the solo in “Loving Shepherd…” Normally, I wouldn’t care so much about not singing a solo 100%, but it was our new pastor’s first Sunday and the church was PACKED. How embarassing! I bet there were people who were wondering what everyone saw in me as a singer. I won’t sweat it. The same people probably heard me at Christmastime; they were only at church to check out the new preacher.

The baby is a little congested, too, but not nearly as bad as I am. Still, I hate having to aspirate his nose. I gave him a bath this morning because he pretty much spitup all over himself. His hair was stiff with dried milk.

We’re in a money pinch this week. Still, I want to be able to go to playgroup. DH is getting paid Thursday (I think), so we may be able to swing it afterall. Gas money is the bane of my existance these days. It’s one of the cons of living out here, twenty minutes from civilization. Right now, the number of miles left in my tank isn’t even registering on the meter. This means I probably have about thirty or forty. Oh, that’s plenty, you say! Not when a trip into town is at least sixty (total of there & back). I can make it to the small town & back if I really needed to, but if I wanted to go to Goodwill or some other fun place, I woudn’t make it back home.

Ok, enough griping.

I finally convinced myself not to buy any Pull-ups for ds2. I went to Target to spend what I had left on a giftcard and walked out with two packages of training underwear and a caffeine free Diet Coke. DS2 was beside himself with excitement when I showed him his underwear. Of course, he did pee in them within the first twenty minutes. The good thing is that as soon as he started to pee on himself, he removed his underwear and yelled, “GOTTA GO POTTY!!!” then hauled butt into the bathroom. He may be catching on…

We’ll see how it goes today. It’s a good thing I already have a place to put pee-soaked things.

Tags: babies, church music, family life, singing