The first pic is of one of my girls, Diamond. She is very precious to me and just recently got baptized. I drove her to church that morning and felt the inclination to scare her a little so she would realize the severity of her "choice" (in quotes cuz y'all know God choose us, PCA Holla!). I think I said something like; "you know once you do this there's no more playing around. God said He'd spit the luke warm out of His mouth and His punishment for those who KNOW the truth and reject it is much more severe than for those who don't know." Diamonds response; "yeah du!" Alrighty then, let's get you dunked before I hurt you. Anyway, praise God for this miracle!
Another, much less praiseworthy miracle, was I got taken out on a real date with my husband! He took me to Grayton beach, about a 2hr drive from here. During which I read to him our pregnancy handbook given out at our last birthing class, the contents of which I will disclose later-hilarious! We walked the beach and then ate at the marvelous Red Bar! For those who do not know of this place it can all be summed up by the photo of that weird painting where the dude is giving a medieval mammogram to his lady friend. Apparently woman were not aloud to disrobe even in front of doctors back then. Once this rule was abolished the mortality rate dropped significantly. Anyway, this place is awesome, and the weird "artwork" everywhere provides for numerous provocative dinner conversation topics. And the food is fanflippingtastic! After we gorged ourselves we walked the beach again and for those of you who know me well enough to know my spiritual gift (the one where freaks flock to me and say weird weird weird and wrong stuff as if I was there therapist, medical doctor and mother all rapped into one- that spiritual gift)should know that this pregnancy thing has not in any way inhibited my gift. In fact it has strengthened and fortified it. I.e. I was walking out of Walmart and a very nice homeless man yells (I was 2ft from him) "What you got in there?" over and over. I was like "in where... my cart?" Crazy pants replies "What you got in there, Lemme guess, A girl?" Me- "OH! Yeah, it's a girl nice guess!" Crazy pants Mcgee "I knew it! I guessed it! I was right WHOOOOHOOOO!!!!!" and stands up on the bench and starts jumping around like a leprechaun chanting "I knew it! smidle fact inglitthruen", he started to trail off in some unintelligible language. I power walked to my car and thanked God for blessing me with this gift, as it makes me laugh every time. Ok, back to date night. While David and I were walking on the beach some dude, prob on Meth, yaya or whatever drug makes you think in reverse(I'll explain), was like "Hey! Congratulations!.... You are pregnant right?" Me "yeah, thanks!" Dude- "Cool, right, I have a daughter Eve, she's 6". Me- "that's great man, ours is a girl too, her name is Talitha". Dude- "Oh it's a girl?". Me- "yup, I just said that... Ok bye". Dude- "Alright, great well congrats". David- "What's on your shirt, is that radiohead?" You see david does not have this spiritual gift and does not know what the rules are when it's in use, Rule #1 Hold your keys in between your fingers for protection #2 NEVER ASK QUESTIONS THAT ENCOURAGE THE CRAZY TO FLOW. David broke rule #2. The conversation that ensued was too stupid to transcribe and waste your time. This is my burden and I won't burden you with it-That's rule #7. I will say, later on I ran into Dude again and he defiantly touched my belly for way too long and I was forced to run away-rule #5. Ok, seriously though, my date with my husband was wonderful. I realized there won't be many more of these in the near future, or at least ones where we only have ourselves to worry about. I treasured our date night. I love my husband. I love being dated by him and I pray he will aways want to date me.
Awwwwwwwh!
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