EDIT #2: I’m sitting here lifting up my hands and praising the Lord for His AMAZING answer to prayer with all the deadline stuff and realized I didn’t thank Him publicly. I know all of you know He’s the only reason anything good happens to me, but that’s no excuse for not mentioning it. THANK YOU, FATHER! You’re so GOOD. I’d start singing if I thought Nina would sleep through it…
EDIT: Well, tickle me pink! My MGH deadline has been changed from Monday to Thursday. IF I can send 1/3 of it by this Friday. Perfect. Just the motivation I need to get moving. And to relax at Revolve with Bethy. AND…HH is giving me an extra MONTH for the book. Without changing the release date. Sweet glory of all that is blissful! (yeah, i’m just making stuff up at this point) No one awake in the house but me. TWO HOURS of writing ahead! WOOHOO!
I’m fairly certain quippy is not a word, but my, isn’t it fun? Off to the grocery store here in a bit. This weather is to die for. And no, I wouldn’t drink the Tucks’ water. Sorry for the randomness. Or maybe I was just being quippy.
I’m going to the Revolve conference with my sister Bethany and two girls from her youth group this weekend. I’m excited. I’ll probably be the oldest person there. Oh well. Gabe’s mom is coming Friday afternoon and bringing Morgan and Reese, so they can see Ava play soccer on Friday night and Livi play on Saturday morning.
Kimberly came to Livi’s game last night. They won, so that was cool. I hadn’t seen Kimmy since Kentucky. It was good to catch up. She’s such a delight. And so unselfish to come watch a 6-year-old (she’s not even related to) play soccer. Thanks, Kimberly!
I asked both McGraw-Hill and Harvest House for deadline extensions. My pride says, “just kill yourself to get stuff done on time.” My common sense says, “I’ll take whatever grace someone wants to extend my way.” We’ll see what happens.
I’m loving Facebook. And I honestly don’t spend too much time on it. (well, I guess that’s relative) It has been a gift reconnecting with former students and campers. I’m excited to see how God might choose to use me in some lives–and vice versa. Lots of people who aren’t living for Him anymore. (but many, many who are!)
Well, that was quick. But not quippy. Maybe another time? Happy Day, friends!