Part 1 about the last few days

I'm listening to Casting Crowns "Until the Whole World Hears". It helps that it's on my blog. I just opened a new window and I'm playing the video. Win!

I have to play catch up right now because I haven't written about the things happening for several days. I really shouldn't do that. I end up having so much to write about and I either don't remember it all or I just have very long posts. That was the whole reason I widened the post box on my blog so that really long posts wouldn't look as long and it's much easier to read this way.

I feel silly for looking at my twitter page, but looking at the "tweets" helps me be exact about things I did and when. My emergency back up when I can't quite remember something.

I did not see Robin Hood with Sophie. It was very disappointing and I really hope to see it soon. I've given up on the Losers because it's playing in so few theaters and at inconvenient times. It's not special enough to put a lot of effort into it.
I want to see Robin Hood with Sophie ASAP. There was a bit of a scuffle about it yesterday because it somehow slipped her mind that it was supposed to be a sister thing and that yes, she had said she would see it with me first. She forgot and was wanting to see it with a friend. Thankfully, Mumma was on my side and I did try to work it out with Sophie so that the three of us could go, but my day wasn't going to work like that and I put my foot down and said, sorry you can't see Robin Hood without me. In the end, she and her friend went out for ice cream so I heard.

Thursday and Friday there were some home schooled kids and their teacher mom's here for state testing. Because we live in a state that requires the testing at the end of every school year. They spread it out over two days and it works out as a nice hang out time for them too. Sophie tested, along with six other kids. Miss Sonya and Miss Nadine were the test administrators, with Miss Nadine having the three young ones and Miss Sonya with the four teenagers (or almost teenagers). My mom had the little little ones. There were four. Three boys and a little tiny 2 year old girl who was astonishingly talkative and had impressive skills for such a young one. She's adorable. The non-testing children and my mom were outside when the testing was happening because there needed to be the utmost silence in the house. I wandered around, I was in my room sometimes, I was outside with the little kids, I did errands. It was a pleasant two days for me.

I succeeded in getting gas at Prime on Friday. I had surveyed the gas station on Thursday and couldn't figure out how to line up with the side I needed. I couldn't attempt to back into the spot and I'm not adept enough at it to even think of it. My gas tank door thingy is on the right side of my car. It's very annoying because I can't just pull straight in to a station and I was worried it wasn't okay to face your car any which way you wanted. But my casing the joint helped me see that I could do that. I was stubborn about wanting to get gas at Prime because the price is so good. It's the lowest price around and it beats the second lowest by 14 cents. That's a big difference. It was a good feeling to only be paying $2.73 a gallon when the last time I'd gotten gas I'd paid $2.87. Yuck. No thank you.

Sophie taught be this trick a while ago for dry skin. We both have a problem with it and like to find new things that help. The newest and most effective one is baby oil. Slather yourself with it at the end of your shower, carefully pat dry and then apply the usually body lotion. It's genius. And I don't feel greasy or oily at all which I was concerned about before I tried it. The other day though, I accidentally got some in my eye. I was already wearing my contacts too. It's impossible to wash a contact free of baby oil. I was blinking that eye for a good hour at least because of the blurriness of the oil. Sigh. It was a silly moment.

Saturday I tackled my binders. I have a lot of magazine subscriptions and because I worked full time all winter, I read them when I could but I couldn't take the time to rip out the pages I wanted and put them in the binders. I had five different magazines and I had four issues of each one. That's 20 magazines. I ran out of plastic page protectors Sunday morning. I got three magazines and 12 issues done and I have 8 more to go. One of them I have to finish reading still and the other one I'm waiting for it to come in the mail. I feel much better without that huge stack of magazines looking at me reproachfully for letting them sit there for so long. I spent a lot of time working on them last night too and I plan to finish the 7 I have today.

I'll end this post here and start the second one. The longer a post is the more overwhelming it is to read. I understand that completely.