Thursday, May 7, 2009

How do you spell a SCREAM? AAAGGGHHH?

Yeah, I think that works!

Our church has just completed the three week Dave Ramsey series (thank you, Lifechurch.tv!) and it was soo good. We have ten new lifegroups starting with over 60 couples signed up to go through the 13 week small group series-we start that next week. It's very exciting around here. Things are buzzing.

And of course Satan hits us right in our collective cohonas, as my husband so eloquently puts it (Personally, I didn't know that I possessed any cohonas at all...collective or not... but he said that comes with the whole marriage/oneness thing. Go figure.). Our finances are stretched so tightly right now, I could floss my teeth with them.

We just took a trip to visit son #1 for Parent's Weekend at his Christian college two states away- which cost an arm and a leg- factoring in gas, eating out, and hotel.

Right before we got there, our lovely son #1, who we just spent several hundred dollars to go see, got a ticket. He was planning to be able to pay for it with his "job". What job, you ask? He gives plasma twice a week (it's quite the trend among the college kids)- and was banking on that to pay for his ticket. Don't get me wrong, I don't like the thought of my son prostituting his plasma all over Joplin... but he struggles with school- always has- and I don't know that he could hold down a "real" job and still pass his classes. It's yet to be proven anyway.

Enter low white blood cell count. Now his Plasma Pimps won't let him give plasma for two months now. So, he now has no way to pay for his ticket that has to be paid before he leaves, which is... did I mention, NEXT WEEK?

And then there's son #2, who very responsibly got his homework and books and everything he needed so he could stay caught up in school while we took our little trip. We're talking a 50 pound backpack here. Oh, and his large-and-in-charge "Zombie Killing" jacket (don't ask- just know that if you don't have one, you should get one very, very soon). He also very responsibly got all his homework done on the 12 hour drive to visit son #1. What a good boy. We're so proud.

Then son #2 left said 50 pound backpack and large-and-in-charge Zombie Killing jacket in son #1's car trunk. You guessed it. We figured it out when we were unpacking the car after our 12 hour drive home.

Enter UPS and two-day shipping. To the tune of $65.00, because it's the end of the semester and son #2 has to have his work turned in no later than Monday.

Seriously. So after the money we just spent on the trip, add a mortgage payment and some random utility bills, a speeding ticket, and a special box delivered by a man in little brown shorts...and (plug your ears)...

AAAGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!

1 comment:

BreAnna Fowler said...

Wow, we are two peas in a pod.

I remember giving plasma as a "job" in college. It was good money to sit there for an hour or two.

My parents were horrified!

I guess if we wanted to be rich we shouldn't go into ministry or have kids. Though, Im not sure I would be happy with that. Hmmm. :0)