Webkinz. One of those things I heard about months ago and thought, “How dumb.” Those dumb Webkinz have saved my sanity these past couple weeks. Jamie sent them to the girls for Christmas, and they are in love. (Well, Nina doesn’t give two hoots about hers, but Gabe has taken over the love and care of Puter the Pig in her name.)
If you’re not familiar with the little characters, they’re basically stuffed animals with a special code. Livi has a horse named Kate, and Ava has a koala named Cole. You go to Webkinz.com, type in the code, decide if your pet is a boy or a girl, name it, and there you go. You can play games, win money, buy rooms and clothes for your pet. You can even play with other Webkinz owners on-line. Livi and Ava (and Gabe) love it. It has provided hours of entertainment for them when the weather is nasty and we’re not feeling well enough to go out (and do whatever it is we’d do if we felt better). Hopefully, it will get old right about the time the weather gets nice, and we can all go get some fresh air.
My girlies are computer geniuses, really, and it’s cute to watch. I do miss my computer a little, but it’s good for me. I’ve been working on my book with good, old-fashioned paper and pen, and then typing up what I’ve written when they go to bed.
Sadly, we’ve been pretty boring around here lately, so not many funny stories to brighten your day. Yesterday, I took Ava and Nina to the library. Love the library. Love to borrow free things–especially books. Then, during Nina’s nap, I ran a few errands, so that was good.
I’m staying away from shopping places (namely Target) in my quest to get out of debt. Some of you mentioned Dave Ramsey. I got The Total Money Makeover from the library while I was sick and read it. Good stuff. So, that’s my basic plan. We have an emergency fund in place. Now, it’s debt snowball time. Credit card first. Then Gabe’s school bill. Then car # 1. Then car #2. I think we could possibly be out from under all that by Christmas, but it depends on our discipline. Gabe didn’t read the book and isn’t completely sold on the “live like poor folks just so you can pay off car loans” idea. Also, he’s a guy and doesn’t crave the security and freedom of a debt-free life like I do. But he also doesn’t spend any money, so as long as I feed him decent meals, he won’t complain.
One of the gals I met at the MOPS group last week commented that she had done her homework–twice. Any time I speak on sex, I always have index cards and red crayons. At the end of my talk, I have the women write down one thing they will do that day or the next to increase intimacy with their husbands. I love it when I hear happy reports of women “doing their homework.” I love that God has allowed me the privilege of giving women a little nudge toward the kind of marriage God wants us to have. And a happy marriage tends to spill its happiness into other areas of life as well.
Speaking of, just want to give a little shout-out to Sara. She was so gracious and kind and sweet to invite me to speak and then to take care of me while I was there and make me feel welcome. I met Sara when I was a counselor at camp, and she was a high-schooler on the kitchen staff. She married a guy I went to high school with and now has two beautiful little girls. I love how God brings people into our lives. And then back into our lives at a later date. People are cool. I’m glad God thought of them.
Quick update on my funk. I’m snapping out of it! For real. I’m catching up on my Bible reading (I have so many questions about the first 11 chapters of Genesis alone.), I’m having fun writing this pregnancy book (and have no desire to ever be pregnant, ever, ever again), I’m cleaning out clutter (even selling some of it), making meals that don’t cost much, evaluating my life and what I want to accomplish, and trying to reach out and encourage some people.
I’m back and I like it. I like me. God is helping me accept the not-so-hot stuff (and change what I can). I like you too. And part of my life’s calling is to help you like who you are. If you need help liking yourself today, let me know. 🙂
Happy Trash Day! (well, for me anyway)