New Job

Delight yourself in the Lord; And He will give you the desires of your heart. Pslam 37:4
I have been looking for a job for about two weeks. I finally found one. I was happy to be working so close to home, but disappointed in the pay rate. I took the job anyway trusting God to make things work out. He has always been there for us and there is no reason to believe that He would abandon us now. Anyway, I oriented on Wednesday. The people that I worked with were friendly, the work was not hard and I felt like I would enjoy it, even though I hadn't made such a small salary in the past ten years. There were pluses. It is only a two minute drive from home and I would be able to come home for dinner at night. So, I was good with it. Then... Thursday afternoon, as I was getting ready for my second day at my new job, I got a phone call. It was the Director of Nursing for another facility. She had an opening for a charge nurse and wanted me to start right away. This facility is only 15 miles from my home. Not a bad drive. I would be working on the secured unit. That is basically, the Alzheimers' unit. I like Alzheimers'. I would be by myself, but there are only 20 beds, so it is a very small unit. All good. The best part is that she offered me approximately 33% more an hour than what I would be making if I stayed where I am at. Not much of a decision there. I told her I would take the job and regretfully explained to the nice people down the street that although they were great, I could not pass up this other opportunity. They understood and wished me well. I am now extremely excited about this new job and the ability to pay my bills without undo distress and having a little bit left over to spend on my home, my grandchildren and of course Starbucks, YUMMMM. Like the Psalmist said, "Delight yourself in the Lord; And He will give you the desires of your heart." Even though we don't always know exactly what that may be until we recieve it.
Other news, We got a package from Aaron in the mail today. He sent some pictures of his Company and some of him in his uniform. He looks so handsome. He also sent me such a sweet card, it made me cry. I am so proud of him. Another desire answered by God.

A letter from Aaron!

I finally got a letter today. Aaron was very excited about what he has been doing. He wrote first about the Church he is attending and about he friend getting saved. Then he wrote to tell me about what they are doing in basic right now, "On Monday we went to a grenade range and practiced with a bunch a cheap small ones for ever, then we got to throw one real grenade. That was a whole lot of fun. Tuesday, we went to a range and learned how to fire a lot of machine guns and got to shoot a lot of machine guns that day. Which included the 50 cal. which was a blast. Today we learned how to use grenade launchers and an Anti-tank weapon. We didn't get to use any live rounds for the things we shot today, but it was still a lot of fun. " HE goes on to tell me about 8k marches and sleeping in the field for 3 days. Again, he calls it "FUN". I am so proud of my soldier. I am proud of what he is doing. They graduate from basic on August 30. I wish we could go and see him. It just isn't possible for us to travel to Missouri right now. Oh yeah, Pictures are courtesy of the company web site.

Meeting the hairy bunch.

Krysta came to visit last night. She brought with her, of course, the rug rats. She also brought Emmitt. She had brought him over before and we introduced him to Saul, our 75 pound german shepherd. This time we decided to let them play. Emmitt is big enough to handle it now. We also met the newest member of the Hamon Family. His name is Spike and he is 8 weeks old. Jacob and Lucy really had a good time carrying him around wrapped in a blanket. He is a baby after all.

Meeting the hairy bunch!

Emmitt and Uncle Saul, making friends.
It's Baby's turn to hold the kitty.
Holding Spike, I like him, he's little.
Grandma has a new Kitty


Krysta and Emmitt, visiting Grandma.

O-kay, so now I am officially irritated. I haven't gotten a letter from Aaron in over a week. Krysta got one, Tish got one, Geri got her birthday present and I can bet, he has written his girlfriend. WHERE'S MY LETTER? I write him twice a week.
Well, maybe I am pouting (a little) but I am his Mom, and I want my letter. Maybe I miss the big turd just a little.