Old lady Jetta say what?!?!?!?! Squish!

So yesterday Corban and I ran an errand by Target and were off to my sister in law's for family lunch. Eric stayed behind to do an open house. As we approached the Kingwood (church) intersection at Industrial and 95 I was turning right and had a red light. Traffic was appraoching so I had to hit my breaks. I had just long enough to think "Oh, good thing I didn't go there's mom." At that moment I lunged forward and could hear the crunch. No screeching breaks, just crunch. It was not an awful hit but it was hard enough to send me forward and have my seatbelt stop me and my glasses end up sideways on my face. I had just long enough to think "Wow, Corban is doing really well" as I pulled up and over onto the grass. But then it started, it was one of those terrified deep breath screams and big tears. At this point in time I had no idea what had hit us or who and I didn't care, I figured that it was hard enough that it did some serious damage to the explorer. I jumped out of the car and the lady was already out of her car with her wallet asking if I was ok. I smiled at her and went to get my screaming baby out of the back seat. She felt so bad and begged me to let her pay me for the damage. I told her I had to have a police report she was nice about it but I could tell was irritated, but she was a nice lady. Mom, who was able to hear the entire thing got down to a street and turned around and came back. It didn't take Corban too long to calm down once he was out of the car.

There was some damage done to the explorer but nothing like her car. She drove a 2007 Jetta and the front end was smashed. She let it run a few minutes and it started smelling so she cut it off while we were waiting on Alabaster police to show up. The cop who did the report was nice and fast, he is a keeper. He actually tried to talk the lady into towing her car because it was so smashed, I am taking headlight hanging, squished up hood, hole in the front bumper, I was suprised her radiator was not smashed. The cop jumped under her car, couldn't raise the hood due to it being so smashed, he said it looked like the car would work but didn't recommend it but she drove it home anyway, well I guess, I turned off so she didn't see what house I was going to. I have felt the baby move since then but I am still thinking of going to the doctor.... also thinking of taking Corban too, it is not like he can tell me if something is bothering him and I wouldn't know where to touch to see if his neck or anything was sore.......

Masters

So, I have decided I must go back and get my masters. I don't hate my job but I don't like it either, but it pays the bills for now. I am currently researching my options of schools and it looks like University of Phoenix is my only option. Since my schedule changes from week to week and most universities do not offer online classes it is really annoying. It will take 20 months for me to complete my degree but it will put me back into the field that I feel as though God has called me to in the first place. The cool thing about Phoenix is you only take one class at a time and you don't take it in the semester format. Class one my be 3 weeks and class 2 may be 8 weeks. I can also take a break when lil bit gets here, this also helps because I don't have to wait till Jan to start classes. I am still doing a little more research on schools though. I would like to get on here in Calera though.

Should we stay or should we go? Eric and I listed the house with a MLS number and have been house looking. While we can make it work with lil bit, we don't necessarily want to. We saw a house yesterday that we really liked and spoke with the agent who looked our house up. She told us we would have to drop the price of our house to under 100,000 if we wanted to sell it. I think I may have looked at her like she was crazy. I told her that we would add on before we went below what we paid for it. So in the mean time we just wait and pray. God will either bring the perfect buyer or, we will add a den and master to the back of the house, we will still have plenty of yard.

On another note we find out what lil bit is on April 28th. Any guesses?

Tears of sadness, tears of joy

This past 2 weeks have been a rollercoaster for me. Corban and I spent last Sunday at my grandmothers, along with my dad, great Aunt Jan, Brittny and Connor. I am so glad we spent the day! Corban was his very animated self and cracked grandmother up, playing with her curling iron, waving both hands at her and we can't forget the chater box he has become. Grandmother went down hill fast and last night went home. Dad was there and I got the call around 9:30 and was off to mom's to take her to Clanton. When we arrived the sweet hospice nurse was there and we were waiting on the funeral home to come. I had not decided on the way down there if I was going to see her or not, but curiosity got the best of me. I walked in her room and there she was all cuddled up under the covers with a smile on her face. We all cried tears of sadness and I am sure there will be many more to come, she was my only grandmother and we were pretty close. My parents and I had already been at the funeral home on Friday to make arrangements, the only person missing is Aaron, who is in Texas, and will be home Thursday night. So, we are holding the funeral till Friday, I know that is a long time but it is the only time he could get leave and since Aaron and I are the only grandchildren (dad is an only child, except for his half brothers and sister) the funeral waits.

When people speak of their visions of heaven they often say there are people there waiting to welcome you. I can only imagine my grandmother being reunited with her parents, brother, my granddaddy and my mom's mom standing there thanking her for being her daughter's "second mom." My mom has called my grandmother, mom, my entire life. My mom's mom died from cancer when I was 2. We were also thinking what an awesome first day in heaven she arrived just in time to celebrate resurrection Sunday. Seeing as how if Christ had not died on the cross she, nor the rest of the family would even be there. Please keep my parents in your prayers things have been tough, and to top it all off, next Sunday is dad's birthday and grandmother made him a carrot cake every year. Eric has been super great esp. since I didn't get home till almost 2 this morning......