Filtering Life

Okay, I always feel like a schmoe when I can look back to a post I made the week prior and I am just whining and complaining about this and that. Then God does so many cool things all at once and I read back at how ungrateful and faithless I became when the going got tough. Will we ever learn to really trust His timing and embrace the challenges, that can mature us?
So I am still floating on cloud nine about my little girl. I am talking to her all the time and I love that I can call her by name. Now for more good news…yesterday, I called the broker at the realty company hoping against hope that I would hear some good news and wouldn’t you stinkin know it….THEY RELEASED US!!!! I seriously felt like I got a “get out of jail free” card. Praise Jesus. I had nightmares that we would be forced into buying the pee house. The shame of it all. No, God laid a giant smack down and we get out with no penalties. So I am dying to get out and see what is available but we have to wait until Monday, when my bro gets back. See, I told you it would be dramatic. I mean who doesn’t put an offer in, buy a house, pack and move all in 3-4 weeks. It can be done, right? It is going to be a whirl wind month! We are praying for the perfect house for us. The market SUCKS right now for our price range. Things go up and down within 2-7 days. All we need is one house…one perfect house.

Interlude…..Chloe is breakin it down in my belly. I am trying to teach her rhythm so I blast some Black Eyed Peas and we shake our junk together, although my shaking is looking a little more dramatic from the back, if you know what I mean.

Okay, so my precious little dog, Charlotte, has a major quirk. When the ground is wet, she WILL NOT PEE OR POOP! Period. End of discussion. Don’t even go there with her. As we all know, the East coast has been drowing for 3 days now. As we walk her out to her patch of the ground at our apt. complex, she immediately puts on the brakes. It is pretty funny (after the fact). She actually drops her butt to the ground and her front paws are straight out in front of her. If she had longer claws I am sure they would slice the sidewalk. I have had to adjust her collar 3 times to tighter holes because she pulls against me so hard she pops out of her collar. I swear I have her in a noose now. Once I jerk her onto the grass she just continues to fight and fight and fight or she just pathetically stares into your eyes pleading to take her back in. She will even alternate lifting 2 paws up at a time so they don’t all have to touch the wet grass. It is ridiculous…YOU ARE A DOG….freakin’ pee and poo outside! The second you bring her in she has an “accident”. Yeah, I would have an “accident” too if I was trying to hold it all day. I get so bitter at her because, let’s be honest, nobody is standing in line to pick up dog pee and poop off the carpet. That is what the great outdoors is for. I have come to forgive her because it reminds me that Chloe may have some ridiculous hang up that she will NOT budge on that majorly inconveniences me and I have to choice but to love her and accept her quirks too. So I am trying to make this a lesson of unconditional love. If Charlotte wasn’t so darn funny and cute I would probably drop her off in the woods on days like those.
Alright…I am seriously putting off a shower. I look a wee-bit skanky and it is time to wash off yesterday’s funk. The sun is finally showing and Candace and I are going to squeeze in a walk before they fly to Atlanta…sniff, sniff….don’t leave me.
Thank you all for your enthusiasm for our little girl. It is an awesome feeling to get so many calls, emails and blog comments. It has really sunk in and I cannot wait to meet her. Ryan and I keep saying we just want to rip her out of my belly so we can hold her. I remind him that she is pretty much smaller than 12 inches, clear and no body fat…so she would look pretty funky. So we will continue to let her bake in my belly for a few more months. I can’t wait to meet her!