Bases Loaded with One on Deck

We are Offically an Obama-nation

Pepsi may have their "hope", Ashford and Simpson may be capitalizing off of "Solid as Barack" , but most of the people I know  aren't particularly thrilled with our new Robin Hood president and haven't been looking forward to today's changing of the guard. 

I happen to feel the same way, but just because I won't be shedding tears of joy with Oprah doesn't mean I don't have a great sense of peace about the next 4 years. 

Why, you might ask, do I feel this way? 

Well, it's because I have 4 boys.  Every night those 4 boys pray.  They pray for an end to abortion, for the soldiers in Iraq, for those people who don't have homes or jobs.  They pray for Catherine and her future, and for another sister.  They pray for our house to sell, and for everyone else's house to sell, for their dad, his new job, and my patience.  They pray for all the crazy people out there, for all the people who had to call 911 for some reason, and for all those people who are in hospitals right now.  Every night they pray!  They pray for very important needs and very important things, but none of these is quite as important as the prayer they have all been praying since November 5, 2008.......

"and God, we just pray that Obama doesn't do too much damage to our country."

You see, I have peace, because even though it may take a while, my kids usually get what they pray for.

 

Running on Empty

In case you haven't heard, Georgia is just a tad bit short on gas.  I've been out the past 2 days hoping to find a station that had some and managed to come across one, but didn't have hours to wait in the line that stretched all the way down the main road to get it.

I took my chances again today (Kent flies in from Milwaukee tonight and it would be nice if we could pick him up at the airport).  I managed to find a station just around the corner that had some.  I had to skip lunch, it took me over an hour and I paid $4.20 a gallon (by far the most I've ever paid for gas) but I got both vehicles filled to the brim! 

Not exactly how I wanted to spend my Friday afternoon or Catherine's nap time, but I am certainly grateful to have gas!

Ummm, let me clarify......that is grateful to have gas in the cars, my digestive system is just fine!  Didn't want to leave myself open on that one, my dad would jump all over that in the comment section!

Olympic Fever

I don't know about the rest of you, but we as a family have very much enjoyed watching the Olympics over these past few weeks.  I can't remember the last time we got to bed before midnight since they began on August 8th.  You'd think the boys would enjoy a break from all the athletic action during afternoon when NBC decides that "Days of Our Lives" and "Dr. Phil" are more television worthy than the Olympics, but they've actually taken matters into their own hands and have brought the Olympic games to a whole new level.  Yesterday afternoon when they were done with school they opened up the "Indiana Jones Diving Arena"  in our basement where Lego Indy took on Lego Star Wars to see who could capture the gold in counter top platform diving. 

Hmmmmmmmm........

I must admit I don't know much about economics, and what drives or recesses the economy, but I find it rather convenient that right before the 4th of July weekend gas prices soar to a record high because "traders fear that a conflict with Iran could cut supply" and then tumbled by nearly $4 a barrel the Monday after the holiday weekend because all of a sudden concerns about oil supplies eased. 

I also admit that I'm no psychic either, but something tells me this is going to happen again over Labor Day.