Well..I guess I outta post huh?

I have a new job! As of last week on Thursday, the owner of a Mexican restaurant in the area called me back and asked me if I could work in two hours! I said, "YEAH!" So, I got ready and headed in to get trained. Since then, I have worked:

Thursday -2 hours lunch shift
Friday - 2 hours lunch shift
Saturday - 2 hours lunch shift & 3 hours dinner shift at Express
Monday - 2 hours lunch shift
Tuesday - 2 hours lunch shift
Thursday - 2 hours lunch shift at Express
Then today, I must work the 3 hour dinner shift at Express
and tomorrow, the 2 hours shift at Express.

Whew! What a busy week!!! I'm really not good at getting in the groove of a new routine. So, I'm still trying to figure out how my day should go if I work the lunch shift or the dinner shift...the things I can get done and the things that must be done in the short few hours that I have at home.

I LOVE MY JOB! I haven't really spoken Spanish much since I quit teaching two years ago, so I was really scared that I wouldn't pick it back up as easily as I'd like to. However, I'm not doin' so shabby if I do say so myself. I have made mistakes though...my forte is really not taking to go orders over the phone or in person. The food tickets must be just right and the menus are different for the two restaurants. So, it's kinda hard to remember which restaurant has which items and for what price and how to write them down on the ticket so the cooks understand it. Yesterday, I made the cooks make 2 chimichangas more than what they needed to. Ooooops! I'm getting the hang of it though. One of the waiters just got back from a two month trip to Mexico last week and he speaks so fast it's not even funny! And who's the one to help me understand how the menu and tickets work yesterday...yes...it's him! So, surprisingly, I got the gist. I don't think I've heard anyone speak that fast since I was in Costa Rica! Crazy stuff! I like the interaction more than I do the actual work though. I've been hoping to get a little closer to this group for a long time. Now we seem to be making a connection.

Also, in the last week...our melon patch that is full of different kinds of melons...watermelons, cantaloupes, honeydews, European melons, muskmelons, etc...was getting really close to producing vine-ripened melons for us. Notice, the "was" in last sentence. Suddenly, we noticed the vines being trampled and melons MISSING.....yes...I said missing!!! There was no trace of some of the French melons that we so wanted to try once they ripened...the ones that were closest to being ripe were GONE. At first we thought it was either a family of raccoons or a groundhog, but we had a problem...how were we going to figure out which it was? So, we went out to the patch and numbered all the melons that were close enough to worry about and we had 17 at that point...we had already lost around 4-6 of them. So, every morning and evening we went out to count the melons and one or two of them showed up missing during the daytime. This was odd, because Superhubby instructed me to try to keep the dogs outside in the backyard where the melon patch was as much as possible. Very odd, melons coming up missing with Molly in the backyard...she's our watchdog when it comes to vermin. So, upon recognizing the melon-napping in the early evening, Superhubby and I went back to the patch to re-count just in case I had missed the melon. On our way there, Superhubby decided to stop by the "shredding grounds" (a spot in the yard where Belle, our newest, has picked to bring things to chew on for a while) and guess what he found? Melon #12!!!! Our Springer Spaniel is eating our melons!!!!!! Granted, they're smaller "gift" melons that she can pick up on her own, but shouldn't she be having intestinal problems by now? Melon #12 was still green...or unripe for those of you who don't know gardening lingo. This dog is crazy! So, when my father-in-law asked if we caught a coon yet in the live trap, we said, nope, we caught a dog! CRAZY DOG!

Oh, and the baby's doin' fine....I think I might be feeling the beginnings of movement in there, but I don't really know for sure yet. Midwife said on Monday that I'm right on target for week 17, so all's good so far.

And thus ends my book....

The Bazaar and Miraculous, all in one post!!!

Sunday night I had a crazy dream, for those of you facebookers out there, you already know how bazaar it really was. So, Meagan and I were talking after church on Sunday night about her baby moving and mine just beginning to move. She said at one point that it was really weird sometimes and I said "like an alien inside, huh?". Well, that comment got me a really nutzo dream. That night, I dreamed about my baby moving, well...stretching as I've felt it doing over the last couple days, no kicking yet, but small little stretches. The baby stretched so hard in my dream that an appendage stretched through the skin! This appendage was not a hand, foot, arm or leg, but a TENTACLE!!! Talk about crazy prego dreams!

And I have a praise report!!! I've been praying that God would provide for us over the last couple months and help us pay our bills, because since I lost my job back in April, we've had some hard times. Well, it's all God this month, and we and He knows it. I've been thanking Him for helping us pay our bills daily, and I've felt still hopeless (as most good Christians should probably get to that point at one time or another to realize that God is in control and we are not) and helpless to the situation. I've learned to trust in God more because He knows His plans for us, and we....well, don't. So, anyhoo...last night, Superhubby called cellphone company because we were going to cancel 2 of the 4 phones on our plan (in-laws are also on our plan...cancel Superhubby's and mom-in-law's). My phone is still under contract until the coming April or May, so I had to keep mine and mom-in-law just wanted to get rid of hers anyway. So, he called them and told them that we needed to drop two lines on the plan and the person gave him over to a special person that could work wonders from God. (well...probably not, but in this case...yes) Since Superhubby has been with cellphone company for 10 years, they really wanted to keep him in as much capacity as they could. So, for the same price we were going to have to pay for the most basic plan for my phone and dad-in-law's add on...he gave us the most basic plan for me & Superhubby's and dad-in-law's add ons to the plan. Now, we lowered the amount of minutes we had to something that fit within our needs anyway and got rid of the texting...sorry all you out there that text me, they're blocked now. But here's a couple clinchers...Superhubby's phone is shot...that's part of the reason that he was just going to get rid of his anyway...they GAVE...yes...gave him a free Razor (no, not the best phone, but free!!) with free activation!!! AND...yes, there's more...he back dated the plan change by 3 months, and gave us a credit to our bill....thus NO CELL PHONE BILL THIS MONTH!!! Praise God for providing! Now, granted, that's just one of the bills, but it's a wonderful, miraculous start. God is soooooo good!

Why Lord, Why?

Why is it that even though you trust God to provide and you praise Him for it daily, you still come up short? I don't have the answers, only tears and frustration. I thought I had the answer, but it seems to be put off week after week and I don't have the providence to make up for the loss. What can I do, but keep trusting and praising? I'm lost.

Praise God for cooler weather! AC off-windows open! We got a heavy rainstorm last night. It just popped up out of the blue after all the other storms had passed and we got nuthin...thought we had been neglected AGAIN, but God gave us rain! It was probably around 10 or so and we heard thunder...checked the radar and sure 'nuf...here she came. What a great way to cool the weather down! It's going to be a beautiful day today!

I really haven't felt like blogging the last few days. I've been trying to get caught up on everyone on facebook and then I got addicted to cloth diaper shopping! I had no idea that they had come so far! Some friends of ours just showed us a bumGenius diaper that they use on their one year old and I was AMAZED!!!! I think that's the brand I want to go with, especially the one size ones because they will go with your child until they're potty trained. I stand in awe...

So, last weekend, Superhubby and I were laying in bed and I felt the baby "lump" like I had before and I said "There's the baby!" Superhubby asked "Where?" So I put his hand where mine was and HE FELT IT! It was so cool! Then he said "It moved..." and he chased it around my belly for a couple minutes. Even though we're not feeling it kicking and tumbling around, it's cool to be able to feel that it's there. They neatest feeling when he actually felt it. So amazing!

All about baby...

Ok, not a lot to talk about this time...but here we go anyhooo...

Since last Monday when my midwife found the heartbeat of the baby and I could feel a "lump" which was the baby, I've felt something in the belly a few times. I can't really explain it other than I'm positive it was the baby, whether it was moving or just up against some flexed muscle or what I don't know...but the baby nonetheless. I've felt it twice, both times I was going from a sitting to a laying down position in the bed and I felt a tightness like I've never felt before in my lower belly (about where the midwife found it on Monday). I told Superhubby the first time: "That was weird. I think I just felt the baby." and his normal reply for everything having to do with stomach: "It was gas." You must know my hubby to know that his reply for many things is "gas". If you feel a rumbly in your tumbly and you say so, even though you're hungry, it's "gas" to him. He's just funny. I let his comment go, because I knew it was the baby. I know I'm not supposed to feel fetal movement until towards the end of this month, but I'm not sure it was movement, just presence.
One more thing: So far, I've gotten predictions from two ladies at church. One had a dream about me having twins, the other said on Sunday "you're having a girl." My mother-in-law told me yesterday that she remembers a dream that she had about a baby that wasn't hers that was a boy. I have had dreams (see previous posts) about the baby, and one was really odd and didn't have any gender, but one was a boy. Lately, I've had dreams, the plots of which I have no memory, but I do remember dreaming all night Sunday night about a baby boy. I just don't know what to think. I guess we'll find out in a few months if nothing else. huh?