God's Plan...

I guess it started with Mike saying to me a couple of weeks ago to find a church down South, knowing the kids act up and all, maybe one with a cry room so we could actually go to church in peace.

I signed up Landon for preschool and received a bulletin from the parish as part of the registration. In a small box was written: "Music teacher needed for elementary school, Call.....", now have you ever been so overwhelmed by something you actually felt it spoke to you? I felt as if this ad were printed for my eyes only! So I call, and the principal tells me the position is possibly filled, she already has a candidate, we proceed to speak for a long time on the phone and come to find out all the things, places and living adventures we have in common.

I've thought nothing of this from this point on, I realized it was a whim, a part of my sub-conscience wanting to over do things like I always do....Besides, I have a lot going on right now, with moving, recording, traveling....

Like a nagging hang nail on your toe, these thoughts came flooding in about finding a church down south like Mike suggested, possibly actually REALLY looking for a teaching job again, wanting to join a choir....it was literally NAGGING!

So Thursday I receive a call, the boys and I were napping and I heard the machine pick up. I recognize the principals voice but it's muffled so I chalk it to her calling to say she has already filled the position. I drift back into a deep sleep and enjoy the precious moment that both boys are cuddled up in my arms for a peaceful nap.

I finally come around to checking the answering machine and it about 4:45. I listen to the message and the principal tells me that she really wants to pursue things with me and she would love for me to come in for an interview, but she'll be there until 5pm. I reluctantly pick up the phone, return the call, casually I set up an interview for the next morning, she said I could bring the kids! Outside the next door neighbor introduces himself and I ask if his girls are home, he said they were out of town but would be back that night, I mention I need a babysitter for the following morning and he immediately gets on the phone and makes it happen!!!!

I am now panicked because my resume looks like crap, I have nothing to show professionally and I have been out of loop for 4 years! I tell my brother how things are going , he tells me to just email him my resume and he'll edit it for me. I find the portfolio I had put together years ago of all my music classes and theatre performances....do you know how long I had been looking for this thing? And now here it is in front of face! By the time I received my resume back from my brother it looks like I've conquered the world! It's the most professional my resume has ever looked! My brother comments that it took him 4 hours to edit, because I have done A LOT! I cant thank him enough for helping me out!

The story basically goes as follows, I got the job! On the spot! Am I a bit overwhelmed? Absolutely! But as I sat there and repeated the strange occurrence to everyone that would listen, I got overwhelmingly excited. I understand this was completely part of God's plan, because when it's HIS will, everything always falls into place so easily! And with the life that I have led, I always follow my heart, meditate on the right decision and listen to the answers that pursue.

God's will will never steer you wrong! I looked back in the bulletin to see about that ad again, yes its still there, no miraculous "deja vu", but I still believe it was written for my eyes only!

Arkansas is....proving to be OK for right now! Thanks God!

First Blog Entry

It has been exactly three weeks since we have moved to the Ozarks. Not before we moved here did I ever really realize what the "Ozarks" actually were, 'nore did I ever care. I had to google my way around this area. All I knew was that this was our 11 move in 9 1/5 years of marriage. It has been a tumultuous road traveled through gravel, dirt and stone. My husband and I have a very "dynamic" relationship as I like to confer. We take it a day at a time and yet what I realize is the following... we are meant for each other, he is truly the "love of my life", and there is no other person I'd rather grow old with. Kohls sells these fantastic Vinyl murals you can stick on your walls, and I found the perfect cliche for us...."Just one Lifetime won't be enough for us". Anyone that actually knows Mike and I can vouch we are truly a unique couple, but we will absolutely stand the test of time. His company has moved us all over the United States. That didn't justify our time together for the first three years of marriage that we actually held 5 addresses within the first three years. Its a long complicated story, but it truly has a fairy tale ending.

For now I am going to say that Arkansas is not the place I envisioned myself raising children and growing old, and I'm not going to say it is our final destination. Only God knows that, and it seems his plan for us is also" Dynamic".

So for now: Things I will touch upon: Population of current town: less then 50,00.

Grocery Store: Wal-mart

Things I see at Wal-mart: Oh boy this could go on for hours!

Things I miss about the city: The little Chinese people that give great pedicures for really cheap! And WINE!! At TARGET!!!!

Something I took for granted: Traffic, Stop signs, signs of life!

Places we've been since we moved to the Ozarks: Missouri, and Oklahoma!

People I've met that make me want to throw up b/c they are so nice:.....this is endless. Everyone that speaks to me my automatic reaction is that they have a hidden agenda!, want to kidnap my children, or me, or that they just know I don't fit in!

Wine, I miss my wine! I live in a dry county. Didn't know what that meant until I moved here. Yes, you actually have to sign a book every time you enter an establishment that serves liquor, it's like a membership thing, but apparently you can sign "John Do" and no one is the wiser!

I called Target and Walmart in another city to see if they sold wine and a woman rudely told me to go to Liquor store. She must've been Baptist. If she were Catholic, esp. Italian or Irish she'd direct me to the closest Liquor store to my location.

Everyone here is either ridiculously skinny and pregnant or ridiculously overweight! Now anyone that knows me knows my weight issues so I speak about this in confidence! But, c'mon people, seriously, do you have to be soooooooooooooooo cliche?

When I go to the Book store, or any store I actually see one of two kinds of people....

1. The woman whose husband makes a lot of money and she is dripping in everything "designer"!

2. The woman whose husband works at local "store" and she is dripping in everything "Wholesale"!

True story I swear: I walk into the Coach store and in walks a girl with a designer dress, a "Coach headband", "Coach" watch, "coach" purse and showing off her "new" diamond that she just had reset at he the "new" jewelry store that opened in the mall. As the associates (her friends, obviously) are "ooohing and "aaahing".

Fast forward to three weeks later and my computer is broken and we have to drive to another STATE to go to an Apple store to get it fixed. My wonderful Husband decides to surprise me with a Dinner at my all time favorite restaurant, "The Melting Pot". Feeding the children cheese, bread and water at this point sounds heavenly as I devour my Fondue!

The ride home we decide to play car games and my 3 year old is frustrated because he doesn't understand the concept of "I SPY". So my Hubby and I joke around about intimate things when we get home and our 11 month old is passed out in the back seat and the 3 year old decides it's more fun to count cows in the plethora of cow pastures we pass on the way home!

This is no means a complaint!

I am absolutely trying to let you all know what it's like to take the girl out of the city and put her in the prairie!

(to be continued)...