culprits got caught!

yay! the dudes who stole my wallet got caught. Hooray.

I pray that this changes their lives in the best way possible.

For those who don't know, my wallet was stolen from our van (smashed the window to do it). I still can't believe I was too busy to grab my purse that day. A whole day of filing police reports, finding out my card was maxed and cancelling it, notifying a bunch of places would have been avoided if I had just grabbed it. errrr.

Anyway, the blessing was that, even though they took my wallet and maxed out my credit card, they returned my wallet and left it sitting on the drivers seat. No id taken, none of my kids id taken, our health cards still intact and oddly enough, only my Airmiles card taken.

I'm thankful for our local police who did a great job and caught these guys in less than a month. It was a robbery for a drug debt that these two guys owed.

I hope that God uses this to turn their lives around.

Thank you Jesus for good policeman, for strangers who return things they stole and for insurance policies that cover damage to vehicles.

If only summer was my excuse...

So, it's raining. It's pouring. Old men...you know...they snore.

Anyway, if only my lack of communication on my blog could be blamed on the fact that I'm out skipping in the sunshine and completing my summer list! No, no. I'm inside, watching the rain for the tenth day straight. Shaking my fist at the grey skies and sighing a sigh of boredom as the rain pelts the windows.

It's left me trapped inside...trapped and facing the inevitable: PACKING.

Yes, I'm back to brown boxing it. Stuffing all my stuff into boxes so that in a few days I can take them out of boxes and put them into a--hopefully--permanent home.

Ahh, rain...it's God's way of gently nudging me into a task I'd love to procrastinate over.

Self esteem and the old bag of bones

My kids are so great for my self-esteem.

Today SuperGirl and Missie-Moo played a fun game that made me feel like a queen...er, a humble queen.

It started when SuperGirl said, "Mama, you're the beautifulest."

Missie-Moo added, "Mommy, you're so cute."

SuperGirl reminded me, "Mom, you're the best hugger ever."

Missie-Moo giggled,"Mommy, you're just so wonderful."

SuperGirl said, most thoughtfully, "Mama, you are just so great."

And Missie-Moo , being two and trying to be thoughtful like her sister, put her head to the side and let the wheels turn. Eyes brightening, she said, "Mommy, you're so...so...heavy!"

We all burst out laughing and Missie-Moo said, "Mommy, you are such a big girl!"

Indeed.

Easy to get on a pedestal.

Easy to get off.

Finally, Yahoo news can get on with life!

I am so grateful that the US Democratic Party has finally chosen their leader.
 Why?

Because finally, maybe the news can get on with pointing out some actual news.
 I can't even say how bored I have become by the whole thing. For months we've seen blazing photos of both Hillary and Barak. This thing has dragged out longer then Victor Newman's return from the dead on the Young and the Restless .

What I would really love to see is the US just try and do campaigning Canuck style. Canadians have 58 days--that's it!--58 days of campaigning. For less than two months we hear talk and promises, we hear flaws pointed out and we get to hear a good little rant by CBC funny man journalist Rick Mercer. But that's it.

We vote. We got on with business.

How grateful I am that this is over? Very, very grateful.

But now...the long and never ending story part deux happens as the campaigning for President starts. Oh, that I had a US political news filter on my computer.