Do You Smell What the Rock is Cooking?

This is pretty much a token post because it's been almost a week since my last post, and I'll be away until Sunday. Thought I'd make that little announcement in case the Ring of Thieves^TM wants to pay a visit to my humble abode. Maybe whoever-you-are wouldn't mind tidying up the place a bit? I'd be ever so grateful.

Okay then, on with the randomness.

You won't believe what I've been up to. Barb, are you sitting down? Y'all, I've been cooking. That's right! Every night for the past week. Please, hold the applause. It's nothing, really. Seriously, it's not that I don't like to cook or that I can't -- I'm pretty good at it, if I do say so myself. And our dogs LOVE it. -- it's just that I'm not real fond of cleaning up afterwards. Since it's only the two of us during the week, it's been TONS easier just to go out, but that gets expensive. So in order to save money, I've decided to get back in the habit of preparing meals myself. Nothing fancy, you know, unless you're rilly impressed with Hamburger Helper^TM, but hey, it's a start. And I've figured out that I don't have to deal with leftovers because my dogs will eat anything. No kidding. I don't get the whole underwear thing, but I digress.

Well, I did cheat tonight and got heat'n'eat chicken from the Kroger deli, but only because I had to make deviled eggs for a luncheon at work tomorrow. I'm on a roll! Kinda makes me feel like a mom again.

Lindsey asked me if I would make baked mac'n'cheese and green bean casserole when I get to my mom's for Thanksgiving. I told her that someone else probably would, and she said "but I like yours better." No mention of the car though, so I'm inclined to believe she wasn't just buttering me up. We did talk about it a few days ago, and she asked me if I would bring it to her this weekend. HA! When I told her that I was thinking of letting her have it when she comes to stay, she said I was bribing her. She wouldn't feel that way if she knew I was thinking of removing the battery.

Just kidding.

It does need a lot of work, though. I'm not about to turn her loose in a car that needs new shocks and brakes and who knows what else. She'll have to wait.

By the way, she told me that she and Sarah got their phones taken away (again!) because they didn't give their dad their report cards. I don't know why Sarah didn't, but Lindsey's reason was that she didn't want him to know that she got a C. Funny that she would tell me, because that's one of the bajillion-and-one reasons I've given her for insisting that she needs to be here. So he took away their phones and quit Lindsey's job for her. I think that's an answer to prayer.

You see, I've been contemplating homeschooling. Lindsey is in 11th grade, and I'm concerned that if she stays where she is, she'll end up dropping out like her older sister did. If we homeschool, I'm sure I can motivate her to put forth the effort to graduate. It would solve a few other problems as well, such as dividing their time between both parents more equitably, and I can make sure they get regular Bible study as part of the curriculum. I mentioned it to her, and although she's not completely sold on it yet, she said she would think about it. The idea of graduating early really appeals to her. I pointed out that I've been praying that God would show us how to work all this out. The fact that her dad quit her job for her means that she can't use that as a reason not to come. And I had nothing to do with it! That excites me, because I can see God's hand in it. It was no accident that I began blogging and have met so many other moms who homeschool. I believe that He's leading us in that direction. Will you pray for us?

One last thought before I go...

I got a call today from a guy who had found Mr. X's cell phone. Apparently, he had left it in the break room where he works. The guy asked if I could tell him whose phone it was, and without hesitation, I told him. As soon as I got off the phone, I had a George Costanza moment, and thought "Man! I shoulda told him the phone was stolen and that since he found it, he could keep it if he would dispose of the SIM card." No, I didn't call back, but I did enjoy the moment. It's a good thing I didn't because Lindsey had to use it to call me.

I'm telling ya, the Lord is at work.

Have a blessed Thanksgiving, y'all!