So, we're here. I'm still pretty depressed and I can't find any of my stuff. It is literally strung out from here to Florence, SC (CJ's dad took some boxes to store at his house). Among my absolute favorite things I can not find are my wonderful bra, my sneakers to work out in (all I have is my black crocs), my camera, and my fingernail stuff. I still have the glittery pink polish on from when I gave myself a mani at Leslie's and it's peeling off- YUCK! I'm trying to be optimistic but it just isn't working. I don't want to talk to any of my friends because I know I'll cry (my eyes are welling up now). If any of you have any encouraging verses for me to meditate on, please send them my way.
On the upside, I did get to go to church yesterday and they played a little Bon Jovi ditty "You Give Love a Bad Name" making way for a lesson on Samson and Delilah. I do love me some Bon Jovi. The one thing I will say about the Irmo campus of Seacoast as they absolutely can rock it out during worship. I'm sure all of the campuses had their own rendition of the song too.
Another high note is Judah is walking more and more; however, because I can't find my camera, no pics to share for now. But he is cute. My parents have a lot more furniture for him to hang onto so he is much more brave. Also, my dad- the all-powerful Poppy- keeps Cole and Jonah occupied so Judah has much more alone time and he isn't getting pushed down by his brothers. When I do find my camera, you'll be inundated!!