Emily!

Emily has been with since last Friday and will be with me until this Friday. She's gone to work with me three days now, and you can see how she spends her time. She has drawn pictures, read books, played on the computer, ate, and today took a couple of movies to work and watched them in our small conference room. I think she watched both of them about three times each, so she had an overdose of tv. As you can see from the third picture, she sprouted nails today.ha. She found my old press on nails and just had to try them out. You should see her using them to scratch, trying to pick up things, etc. I may be in hot water with her mom, but they do come off pretty easy and she's having so much fun.

It has been (and still is) fun having her here. We went to a movie on Saturday and saw "Wall-E" - such a cute movie; to church on Sunday and out to lunch with the bunch; back to church Sunday night; work yesterday; stayed home last night and listened to it rain, played on the computer again, read stories, got baths and hit the bed. It was kinda tough getting her up this morning. She's now wanting us to go to Wal-Mart (and I really do need to go), and I'm getting the impression she is so proud of her "nails" that she wants to show them off. ha. So, I guess we'll go.

The only bad part of the last few days is the fact that I scraped an iron post with Steve's truck and dented the passenger door. He and Angela took my car to Tennessee and left me his truck. Emily and I went to Subway for lunch last Friday (the very first day I drove the truck), and, in the process of trying to give another truck room to get in the parking lot, I pulled over too far and scraped the iron post. My heart just sank, and I wanted to badly to be able to get it fixed before even telling them about it. However, after consulting with several friends, the decision was made that I should confess so Steve would have a week to cool off. ha. So, I did just that. I didn't get to talk to Steve as he was not close by when I called, but Angela was a sweetheart and assured me that it was just a truck and was fixable and that Steve loved me more than he loved that truck. Boy was I glad to hear that!!!! ha. I felt like a kid that was in trouble and was about to be punished, and then felt the relief after confessing. I still intend to pay for having it fixed. I thought about how this was so like our heavenly Father. Until we confess our sins and ask and accept His forgiveness, we are weighed down with guilt. But once confession and repentence has taken place, what a light, happy, joyful feeling we experience.

I haven't been able to walk this week yet as it rained yesterday afternoon, and I was so tired today that I didn't even give it a second thought. I'm not sure Emily would hold out for three miles anyway, so I'll probably forego this week and try to get back into the swing of things next week. I can tell I haven't done well with my food choices, and it's beginning to show.

Ok, Emily says it's time to go to Wal-Mart, so guess I better close this out. Until nezt time...Wanda.