In the name of God, here's looking forward to a single, unified Orthodox Church of the United States.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Scattered Updates

Remember that second house we went to see? The one built in 1972? Well, my parents bought it and EJ and I have been living in it since March. =)

Unfortunately, there were a number of problems with the house not readily apparent when they signed the papers; nearly everything major has had to be replaced: boiler, plumbing, well, septic. The selling agent, we later found out, knew about all of them but didn't say a word. Unfortunately, except for the septic tank needing replaced, we have no concrete proof that would stand up in a court of law - and, even if we did, I'm not sure if it'd be worth it to take him there. Sometimes it's better to just move on. After all, I still love the house. We've had fun remodeling and redecorating everything and it's really starting to feel like home.

I'm THIS close to opening a daycare and goodness knows we could use the money.

Jack is a little monkey who gets into everything and has a sparkling, mischievous smile. He's still not talking, but is such a good communicator regardless that I'm not too worried.

There's another little one on the way now! And it's a girl!! A boy and a girl, happy day! EJ and I are butting heads over the name; hopefully we can come up with something in the next four months, lol.

That's it for now!

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Through the Valley of the Shadow

This morning my mom made a comment to the effect that she's disappointed that all the prayers of the people before the election didn't seem to have any effect. Now usually she's the one giving me spiritual advice and comfort, so I knew she was deeply depressed by the election results, but I reminded her that, far from the prayers merely "having no effect", God heard them and replied with a resounding, "No".

To me it's energizing to realize this country has voted itself destruction - and strangely comforting. The pretense is gone. No more trying to save America. Its bloated corpse has been floating on the sea of endless wars, millions of slaughtered unborn, removal of Christianity from all public life, and fiscal insanity for so long that we had become inured to it, we thought something could still be done. But, for those paying attention, I think this election is a wake up call. Most people in this country don't want things to change. They think their benefits and dead babies, and dead young men can keep accumulating forever. And, short of a miraculous conversion of the entire population, they will - until, suddenly, they can't anymore.
A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government. It can only exist until the voters discover that they can vote themselves largesse from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising the most benefits from the public treasury with they result that a democracy always collapses over loose fiscal policy, always followed by a dictatorship. The average age of the world's greatest civilizations has been 200 years. ~ Alexis de Tocqueville

Sunday, October 28, 2012

The Child is Mobile

Heaven help us, Jack can scoot.


The house deal fell through. Surprisingly, I felt completely at peace when I heard the news. All along God had been sending us clues that this wasn't going to happen, but we ignored them. So, when the appraisal came through $29,000 below their absolute lowest acceptable price, it was simply the culmination of what we all already suspected. Thus, I let it go without a tear.

We went and saw another house today. It was built in 1972 and I don't think the homeowners have done anything with it since. The place was a time capsule. And I loved it. Seriously, they maintained the place beautifully. Wallpaper can be removed, rotten window sills, however, are a different story altogether. Thankfully, there was nothing like that at this place. Dad liked the property as well, so I think we're going to go for it. If it's not meant to be, I've been praying God would stop us in our tracks again, but, if it is, I pray He smooths the way for all parties involved.


Sorry if this isn't a particularly well written post. I'm rather tired...

Friday, October 12, 2012

Tuesday, September 25, 2012


Jack slept through the night!!!! Woohoo!! That's two nights in a row now, which gives me hope it's not just a fluke. Oh my goodness, five and a half months without a single full night's sleep and now suddenly, BAM, eight hours of uninterrupted sleepy goodness. He's also falling asleep like a champ. I don't even have to rock him anymore. Letting him cry it out, while hard for us both, has worked wonders. I just take him upstairs, turn on his lullabies, and lay him in his crib. A few minutes of quiet fussing, then silence. This is wonderful. Simply wonderful.

He's making up for it, though, by being extra clingy during the day. Actually, it began exactly after he slept through the night the first time (meaning it started yesterday). He doesn't want to be put down. He doesn't want to be in the Boba, front or back (although front is better than back when I'm desperate), he wants to be held in my arms so he can look and move and reach and grab and heaven forbid I try to put him down for a few minutes to go to the bathroom or unload the dishwasher or deal with the puppy when Mom or Dad aren't around. I didn't even start making supper last night until 7:30, after he went to bed. The moms of the Internet say this clinginess is just a phase, but I hope it's one that passes soon. The house is a mess and I'm afraid Dad is going to start charging me rent if I don't get back to keeping things clean around  here.

Speaking of cleaning, I hope the house deal goes through. I really, really do. It'll be great to be in my own place and not feel the pressure of having to earn my keep. I'm so grateful to my parents for sheltering me and helping with Jack while EJ's deployed, I honestly don't know what I would have done without them, but I'm also ready to have my own place again and that old farmhouse is calling my name. =)

Two more months. Two more months. Two more months till EJ gets back!!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012


Has it been five months already? What happened to that small, seven-pound blob who came home from the hospital? Where did this wriggly, happy, long baby come from? Jack just cut his two bottom front teeth. He still doesn't roll over (he's done it twice by accident, but he just can't figure out how to move that arm out of the way). He's finally gotten some blond fuzz on the top of his (adorable) head, but, to most people, he's simply bald. He has blueberry eyes. Seriously, his irises are the color of blueberries! He's learning to sit on his own. He has the cutest smile and he gives his smiles away so easily. Such a happy baby.

EJ's set to come back at the end of November. I can't wait!

The house project is moving forward. Things are looking a bit more certain, though I have to keep in mind that it could still all go up in smoke at any moment. That's the price you pay for buying a "For Sale by Owner" property.

Pinterest is electronic crack.

Since I'm not voting for either the Republican or Democratic candidate, I'm trying to avoid coverage of the presidential race. Easier said than done when you live in a home whose other occupants have the news on constantly.

Life goes on. =)

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Whiney-ness and Happy-ness

Yesterday was kind of rough. I think I need a break from Baby. Just a couple hours, you see, where I'm not worried Jack could wake up at any second, where I can just do what I want with no pressure to hurry and finish before he starts crying. My mom has been an amazing help on this journey called Motherhood, but six days ago my family got a new puppy (I was against it, but, not being a permanent member of this household, was overruled) - and suddenly I don't feel right asking her to hold Jack for a while so I can have a break when she's been dealing with Libby for the past hour and finally has a minute to herself. I don't expect my parents to be parents to my child, but I suppose I have been rather spoiled up till now and this past week has been hard.

There, that's all I'll say on the subject.


In happier news, we may have found a house. =D

It's a 100-year-old farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere on 2 acres with 38 more behind. Absolutely perfect. Dad would take the 38 and I'd take the 2, with the option of purchasing more in the future. It's not set in stone, in fact the whole deal is perched rather precariously on a hill of sand, but I'm confident that if this is the home God has set aside for me and EJ it will go through.

Here's praying. (^_^)