I'm feeling a little less stressed now that I've had half a cocktail. Nice. I'm no lush, trust me, but I share this because sometimes it's just good to have an adult beverage. Just one.
A nice gent came by today from the moving company that will be packing up our cr--- stuff. I'm really working HARD at not swearing now-a-days (pray for me if you are so inclined, thank you; I mean it sincerely). His job was to traipse through my home and figure out and estimate how much packing stuff and how many laborers will be needed to pack up our house. He was very friendly and polite and funny! You know how I like humour!
The reality of this move is finally solidifying.
We found out last night that the Hale Koa (military hotel that is rumoured to be the best spot on any beach on Oahu) is booked solid so we won't be staying there. I keep saying to my darling dearest that he should have pulled all stops the minute we got orders and start ringing up places . . . ah, well. Maybe we'll pack a tent and sleeping bags . . . no, we'll find some place to stay and, if not, well, we will. There's no chance we won't.
At least, initially, we'll be okay with the hotel. We are told that now the waiting list for the housing we are in line for is up to nine months long. That's a nice wedgie we weren't expecting. Now we are looking for rentals in and around the housing we're on the list for so the kids can stay in the same schools when we finally get "awarded" our housing. Fun. But you know what Mike's Hard Mike-arita says: When the going gets tough, the tough get going to buy more Mike-aritas! Yeah!
Just kidding. Not about the housing. But you know that already.
Everything works out one way or another - those are words I live by.
We are in the middle of Holy Week. We're almost at Calvary. Make the most of it. Give Him your all, people. I'm praying you will. I'll be praying for you all tonight especially, as I join in a group of people at our chapel tonight to pray the Rosary. After is the Divine Mercy Cenacle. I'll pray for everyone there, too.
We share this Cross. Together, we can change the world for Christ and Holy Mother Church.
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I can only drink one drink or I slide under the table. But I LOVE a margarita...how is this one on flavor?
Moving is a huge stressor, you may need two! ;)
I want a margarita! I have asked my friends to bring me one at the hospital when this baby comes!
I will be praying for you too! I am off to Adoration and Confession, and I will keep all of your intentions in my prayers!
JMJ- actually, it tastes just like a lime margarita you'd get at a good Tex-Mex place. If you have a proper glass and the salt . . . blend it in ice or pour over ice, I don't think I could tell. I drank mine in a wine glass, just chilled from the fridge. It was yummy. But, one is enough - I'm about under my desk as it is and since I am going to Church later, I can't drink any more (even if my hubs drives) 'cos I don't want to hiccough and make my pew neighbour jealous. HE HE HE.
Therese - I wish I could be there to first, hug you, then hug the new baby, and blend the dern drink and be the first to toast you!
HUGS!!!
What is this, I post something not about Holy Week per se, and all the commentors come out of the closet! Hmmmm. I guess no one wants to wear the crown of thorns?
Can you imagine? I mean, I freak out when I get a fleck of dust in my eye! Lord, have mercy!
You are cracking me up with the Mikes. Packing and moving has always been very stressful for me, so keep some more Mikes close by :)
I pray everything works out for you and your family, and you are able to find housing SOON.
Thank you for praying for us, Sarah!
Yes, we are all in this together..He didn't leave us alone, did He?
What? Only half a cocktail? Sounds like you deserve the whole thing! Don't worry, I needed a beer this evening after my 12-year-old pitched a big hoo-hah in the grocery store over ice cream.
Moving to Hawaii...Part of me is jealous; I hope you're able to settle in quickly.
I went to the Chapel (knowing I'd miss the rosary . . . was waiting on cat pick-up a little longer - give the person more time to come); left for Divine Mercy which was to be at the same chapel (there are three chapels we do things at on post) . . . didn't see one person I knew, but the protestant choir was there . . . I started to doubt myself as to which chapel (Mike's Mike-arita? Nah!). Anyhoo, ended up at the other chapel and bumped into the Catholic Choir - one of my friends is in and her husband is back from Iraq and we started chatting . . . next thing you know, I'm home just after 8pm and giving my cat away shortly after . . . LONG DAY and I have to console the younger two who are sad about this cat giving away stuff.
I'm going to pray the rosary for y'all tonight. I feel like having another Mike's but I need to stay clear for this important mission!
So, prayers will be said - I promise (and you are welcome, Suz). I had to tell the truth here.
What a journey!
Oh, btw, Sharon . . . really? Twelve and a fit in the store? You know what I do? I throw one and make a bigger scene - I've only had to do it once. Of course, they were very little but not too little to remember. Every now and again, I remind them. Works like a charm. You could keep something silly (hat, clown nose or fake glasses) to pull out of your purse and put on and shop wearing them and if that embarrasses them to the point they say so, make them wear them until they realize they should and DO apologize.
But, did he get ice cream? I know, because I want ice cream, it would have most definitely made it in my cart.
I'm with you!! I also can have just one due to being a big time light weight, lol.. but that one every once in awhile can really take the edge off!!
I can really empathize. God will provide. Still praying1. (Maybe try a Fuzzy Navel, just he name relaxes me!) Cathy
;) Speaking TRUTH is more important than anything..its a prayer in and of itself, girlie! Not to worry..God's timing and prayer..they are not the same as our earthly stuff..He knows your intentions and I know you will pray. :)
Suz - and I did, too! Pray, that is. The thing is, I really mean it when I set myself to praying. It sincere even when I am super tired! I do not pray the rosary while in bed any more though, cos I totally pass out - I want to be awake and fully engaged!
God bless you, dearie!! HUGS!!!
Maybe some time I will tell a few of my stories about my own visitations. I've had a few, praise God! I don't care any more if anyone doesn't believe me, but I have had a few lovely visits! I will share some day when the timing is right. I guess, it's hard to share those things, because what exactly IS so special about me that I get to have this blessing? NOTHING! I tell you I am the least worthy of such blessings! I know this and I am humbled that such blessings have come to me. Of course, as St. Teresa says, I know they are real because I have begged and pleaded and tried to make them happen to no avail! Mary, the Saints, and Our Lord will visit when they Will, not any other way. Signs will not be given when asked - well, perhaps some of the time, but I still believe it is all Gods Will. Of course it is.
Sorry I am rambling . . .
. . . but I probably will share some day here about those experiences. God is definitely keeping my attention, and, faithfully throughout my life.
like you said, i am sure it will all work out. but, if not, sleeping on the beach is always a fun option ;)
lifting my drink in cheers to you (too bad mine is just a water, sigh).
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