Thus Sayeth

OK, apparently in school, Quinlynne has been learning about good choices and bad choices and how when we make good choices it makes Jesus happy. When we make bad choices, Jesus is not happy. A few weeks ago I was watching CSI:NY and before I could get the channel changed, the bad guy on TV had executed like 6 teenagers. Quinlynne, of course, was watching. She turned and looked at me and said "Oh now, that was a real bad choice." Me: "You're right, that was a really bad choice. Let's see if Sesame Street is on."

Well, Sunday night/Monday morning I was awakened by Quinlynne at about 4 in the morning. Apparently her PullUp was not on right and she had wet the bed, and herself. So, I get up and go to her room and make her get naked and change clothes, without waking myself up too much. I give her a nightgown and she says "It's not too chilly for a jammie dress, Momma?" Cracked me up. So- I take her to my bed and just put her in there so I don't have to strip and remake her bed. First she wants to watch Strawberry Shortcake and her shows. I have to tell her that it's not time for TV, it's time for us to be sleeping. Then she wants her cup. Again, I tell her it's time for us to close our eyes and sleep. About 30 minutes later I wake up, and there is this pair of big brown eyes about 2 inches from my face. This is what the mouth connected to those eyes is saying "Momma- Jesus wants me to have my cup." I repeat her and say "JESUS wants you to have your cup?" She says "Yes. That'd be a real good choice." I was stuck between yelling and laughing. I just went back to sleep.

Fowl deal

OK, don't know if anyone knows this, but we have been without a stove for over a week now. When we were at the fair mom purchased a new Maytag gas stove and a Maytag Microwave ventahood. She got an amazing deal on them both. We have really needed a new stove for quite a while, as one of the burners has not worked since about six months after we moved into the house...in 1990! The kind of stove we had was one that was built into the cabinetry- not a stand alone. So, Uncle Charlie had to get that out by ripping out some wood. Then, he gets the stove out to realize that the "plumbing", if you will, is not configured for gas or electric. So, he's going to have to run a gas line for our new appliance. Then, he was going to have to cut out the back part of the counter top so the new stand alone stove can be pushed back against the wall. Another snag- apparently the lip/lining thing between the backsplash and the countertop is UNDER the counter top, so when you try to remove it- it rips up part of the countertop along with it. Mom said "I was planning on getting new countertops- but I hadn't planned on HAVING to do it right now." Also, the storage cabinet above the ventahood also has to be cut out, because the new microwave/ventahood combo will take up more space than the old one. Yes- my friends, it has been interesting. Long story short- we have not been able to cook in our kitchen in over a week. You don't realize how you take your stove for granted until you don't have one. Yes, we still have the crock pot and the microwave and the electric skillet- but every time I have gone to use it, Uncle Charlie has been in there working....so that means it's dirty and dusty and as Granny said "That's a one-man kitchen....and I'm just gonna let you be that one man." Last night I was finally able to get out the electric skillet and make some chicken, and nuke some mashed potatoes, and I made some oriental salad.....it was so great to have the smell of food in the house! I do hope to be able to cook my little heart out soon!

FYI

We have been without computer access at the Hoffman household for a few weeks now. So- I promise- as soon as we get the situation rectified- there will be better, more interesting posts. We have gone to the Pumpkin Patch, the Fair, and a few other fun things. Can wait to share them with you all!

Florence Nightengale?

Well, some of you may already know this. However, I'll go ahead and publish the news. After much trial, tribulation, frustration and heartbreak..... I will be starting Nursing School in January. I was accepted into the Spring 2009 Nursing School at Tulsa Community College. Two years of school and I will finally be able to work as Registered Nurse. (Assuming that I pass the State Boards, of course.)

Along with the acceptance package there was a letter to the family, friends and loved ones of the nursing student- telling them what they should expect and how they can help. I'll be making hundreds of copies of that to give to people! tee hee

So, I know that the next two years will be torture and Hell- but I'm expecting it and it's such a small price to pay for what I really want to do. Hopefully- I'll do well!