Recap

I haven't been on here because I'm kinda bad about keeping up with things.
Last Wednesday, I went to California to see Charlie, the man in my life. I love being with him; there is no physical place that I would rather be. We went off-roading on his quad and explored some old mine shafts. He's funny about me getting too close to the edge... so protective. Oh, I love him so much. We had some trouble with my helmet for the quad at first, but when we took the visor off, all was good. What happened is that the helmet is much bigger than my head and it was difficult to hold up when the wind kept catching under the visor and blowing the helmet up.
We also visited Calico Ghost Town (kinda touristy) and a really delicious diner called "Aunt B's Diner." We saw the new Rambo movie (the most violent thing I have seen in my entire life) and spent time talking and just being with each other. I got to make him supper Saturday night, as his sister and brother-in-law went to Seaworld and I got to occupy the kitchen while they were gone. (To explain, his best friend happened to get stationed at the same post as Charlie.. and then his sister married his best friend... so now his sister and brother-in-law live on post in base housing, so I stayed with them instead of at the post hotel.)
All in all, it was an amazing weekend, but I had a hard time keeping it together when it was time to leave. So did he. He was embarrassed that he cried, but it kinda comforted me that he did, though I hate to cause pain even inadvertently to him.
I had a red eye flight. Yippee!! Haha. When my grandparents came and picked me up in the morning, I begged for us to go straight home so I could sleep instead of going out for breakfast. My grandma turned around to talk about something and slipped off the little curb. My heart stopped at this because how she landed was with an arm and a leg on either side of the curb and it looked as though her face had slammed into the cement. She got up as quickly as she could exclaiming that she was "fine", but later Monday and even some yesterday, her wrists were swollen and bruised up. She didn't hit her face (than God) but she caught herself with her arms... and she's 73. Needless to say, she's not completely fine, but she's stubborn, so oh well.
Today I was meaning to get up early and clean my room up and fold all my laundry, but I did none of that. I didn't wake up early- I think I still have jet lag, but that's just an excuse.... I was just tired. And I didn't clean- I sat down in front of the computer and started looking things up... before I knew it, it was time to go to work.
Yay for babies! All the babies in the nursery are walking now. Fun stuff. Actually, a little hectic, but it's not so bad if I remember to ask for God's help first. The children's minister at the church hired another lady, which kinda scares me a little. The new girl and the other lady I work with are cousins and the former works with the children's minister some other place... so they all know each other. Everyone knows everyone here, actually. Except me. Anyway... we get an average of 3-5 kids in the nursery. 3 adults for 3-5 babies? It's a little disheartening and I really hope they don't decide to downsize and let me go... they probably would start with me, because none of them know me or see me as much as each other. Eek.
This summer, my mom wanted me to come down and house sit for her for 3 weeks so she and her boyfriend could go on a mini vacation. I don't know how I'm going to tell her that I'm afraid to ask my boss for 3 weeks off! Mom's been looking forward to this vacation, but I can't afford to lose this job. Hmm. Things to think and pray about.
I have more I could write about, but I have some things to do. Procrastination is not an answer anymore. Haha.
God bless!