Oh Happy Day! It has been a long year and a half of stress, schooling, applications, disappointments, and did I say stress?!?-but Rob got a job offer today. He starts January 3rd, and we couldn't be happier. I think that he is honestly shocked that one actually opened up! Hooray!
I found out just before I was supposed to have a long 6 hour car drive to Lubbock by myself, and while I was nothing but happy while on the phone with Rob-I found myself crying a good portion of my drive. They were not tears of sadness but rather just a big huge exhale/release from all of the stress. I feel like I have been walking around with my shoulders up in my ears because I haven't been able to relax for a very long time...I am sitting in my hotel room in Lubbock tonight, and I think that I will be able to sleep harder than I have in a VERY long time.
Just in time for Thanksgiving...thank you Lord! I am thankful that Rob has a job!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Trick or Treat!
Trick or Treating was a success this year. The weather was perfect, and E did great. We started off the weekend by Trunk or Treat at his school. Our little Ewok was very suspicious of all the people putting things into his bag he was carrying.
On Sunday we headed to my parents house. My parents live in a neighborhood that people drive to for trick or treating. They literally show up by the Suburban full and fill up their candy bags until their hearts are content. We watched as the kids would fill up their candy bag, once it was full they would run back to the suburban-dump their candy in a pillow case-then start all over again. The home owners just sit in their front yard in their lawn chairs until they run out of candy. It is pretty comical.
I had to include this shot because it makes me laugh...all the doting family members with camera's all fixed on E.
Trunk or Treat at E's school.
E resting on Rob after an exhausting costume parade. :)
I also had to include this one-E is not keen on holding mom's hand at all. He is Mr. Independent these days. He would rather roll on the ground than hold my hand.
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