Abigail

It's an especially dramatic day today in the land of nannydom. :) I'm so glad the peace of God rules in my heart when I make all my requests (like "please give me the wisdom and patience to deal with Emma and Julia today) to Him with thanksgiving. Right now it's Sesame Street time. Oscar is singing. I think Oscar, Grover and Cookie Monster are my favorite. Sad that my goats won't want to watch Sesame Street...

I was in a slight funk a few days ago...it was my bday and I got a bunch of general "happy birthday" remarks, but nothing really great happened. (This is not a "woe is me...no one made me feel like a princess or showered me with gifts today" story, I promise) It made me start to think about the relationships that I truly invested in over the years and how most of those people ended up leaving me and not always in the most desirable ways. I know in my heart that the Word that I shared with them all was profitable and so I must have made some kind of impact...but there was still this feeling of not really being memorable or really needed.But then!! (You knew that phrase was coming) Yesterday I got a myspace message from a girl I was friends with in junior and high school and I got a letter from a girl I was best friends with during all that time too. (Like best friends before Megan and I became best friends). Both of them said the basic same thing and while I won't bore anyone with the details, it was very refreshing. Amazing how God comforts us in so many ways. And it reminded me how important it is to live with the love of God guiding all your actions.

In other news: I love self defense class. Monday we learned how to fight if someone pushes us down to our knees and then worked on head locks more. Watch out: I'm dangerous now. :)

And now, a romantic update: I'm engaged.

Ok, not really, but it's fun to think so. Honestly, there was someone I was interested in, but I found out yesterday he's completely smitten with someone else. It's nice to be able to get over something before it really happens.

Ok Julia's crying...must go be super nanny. More later.

Both girls are sleeping. This is kind of miraculous. I expected to hear Emma try to get up at least a half dozen times while I took in an episode of CSI (totally don't like it as much as Law and Order...this show is freakin weird) but she was completely silent. So when the episode had finished I went to rouse her out of rest time and reward her with cake, but she was passed out on the bed. And Julia finally cried herself to sleep around 3. And their mom is actually working today...and there's really no work for me to do right now...kind of amazing.

I'm going to see Madame Butterfly tomorrow night at the San Francisco Opera. Emily and I decided to dress up and so the exciting part of this story is I tried on the one and only dress I brought from home with me and it actually fits and looks excellent. For all those who know what this means, it's the black lace dress. I can't decide if I should wear a necklace, or just let the neckline speak for itself. ;) We're spending the night at a friend's in the city and then heading back early in the morning Friday so I can once again care for the girls. I've already told Emily which aria I will cry at so she can be ready. Plus I will most likely cry at the end when Butterfly kills herself...ah Puccini...gotta love it.

My younger brothers are moving away from home soon. One heads down to TN this weekend and the other jots off to IN at the beginning of July. Crazy. My dad talked about me getting married in a positive fashion yesterday. Crazier.

No self defense class tonight...Emily is too tired and wants to have energy for the opera. Which means maybe I'll do some work in my room. We acquired two more inhabitants for the next month yesterday. After David moves home for the summer I will be living in one room with two girls and all our stuff. Could be interesting. Good training for next year. But I could make the transition in two weeks easier by packing up some stuff now. Like sweaters and other things I haven't really used since moving here.

Ah...I think the baby is waking. Bottle time. This entry was getting boring anyway. :)

Love you all.