Danielle's Moments

I have known for several months that I am in charge of VBS. I have dreaded and stressed over it. I have looked in the book and tried to plan, plan and plan. On Sunday at church, I just knew that when our pastor was talking about handing our problems over to the lord, she was talking to me. She said maybe when we ask for his assistance we should have him 'supersize' it. I thought, not for the first time, He knew what I needed to hear and when I needed to hear it. Yesterday was the first day of VBS. I got up and stressed out. I stopped by the church to see if there was anything else I needed to do. I need tomake copies but those can be done day to day. Everything is set. My pastor calls to make sure I am NOT stressing. Of course I'm not...lol. After work I go to the church and we had 16 kids show up. The night went very well. As with anytime you have 16 kids all together it is can be a little nerve wracking. However I was very pleased. The time went by so fast and the kids seemed to enjoy themselves and hopefully they learned just a little bit more about Our Father. I am still a bit nervous about tonight but he will make sure it all goes well, I asked him to 'supersize it'.

Peace 

I woke up yesterday morning to the hamster cage with the door wide open. I started frantically searching under the beds, under the refrigerator and all the places you would look for a hamster. My worst fear (as our hamster is 3 years old) is that he crawled somewhere and died. The heat over the last few days has been almost unbearable and the thought of this hamster rotting in the heat made me feel ill. Finally I quit looking and had some coffee and my morning conversation with my best friend. My daughter is looking all over and is distraught. I had to tell her there is a chance that Shaggy may be dead. I got her calmed down. She put food and water out for him in case he got hungry or thirsty. I went to work and hoped for the best. When I got home from work I checked the food, it had not been touched. My daughter told me she thinks that Shaggy MUST be dead because when she calls him he isn't coming to her. She was worried what her brother was going to say when he got home from camp. Worry, worry, worry. Finally she calmed down and fell asleep. I looked around somemore and then went to bed to read. I was almost asleep when I heard this weird noise. I am lying there wondering what in the world it could be when it dawns on me...SHAGGY!! I get up and turn the lights on. I look in the kitchen. The noise is behind me. I look down the hall. The noise is beside me. I look in the bathroom and there is shaggy playing in the bathroom garbage. I picked him up and told him he was a bad boy. I put him in his cage and tied it up so he couldn't get loose again. I have never seen the fat little shit move so fast as when he went for that water bottle. When I woke my daughter this morning, I told her I found him. She ran into the other room, got him out of his cage and gave him a big hug and kiss. She then proceeded to tell him he was a bad boy...just like her mom did.