fallout

Remember when my purse was stolen? You know, on Aug. 25. I wrote about it right here. Anywho, the fall out has hit me, smack in the face, tonight. I called Apple (as in computer) to order a new iBook (woohoooooo!) and was ready to have it sent to me asap when the nice little man told me my application for the apple loan was not approved. Hmmmm. I was transferered to the loan folks when I realized that the Stolen Purse episode that resulted in a Fraud Alert on my Credit Report was throwing a stick in the gears. So, I wait. I wait for the credit folks to find me so that I can tell them that I truly want to get this iBook, a nifty little 12 inch number with waaaaaay more memory than my current iBook. (Not that I don't love my current iBook, the nifty little number that got me through my gifted endorsement, the SAHM years, and my never-ending need to be on the web seeing what's going on!). Well, I guess good things come to those who wait. I'll just go on with my life, being a mom, a wife, a preschool program specialist, a mac fan who will continue to spend evenings blogging, emailing, surfing, and wasting precious time on the net. I cannot wait until the Apple folks call me back so I can say, "YES! IT'S ME! I really WANT this new iBook!" Like I said; good things come to those who wait.

Which reminds me...church tomorrow.

I cannot tell you how much I'm loving our Wednesday evening church class called "What's It All About?" We're learning about the history of Christianity and, more specifically, the Epsicopal church. This is truly interesting. I can't wait till next Wednesday. I'm learning, truly involved, and not taking a single note! I find myself newly energized to learn about my faith, about God and Jesus, to feel alive and to anticipate the time I spend in church. I think a large part of it is that God put us in this place with Rector Larry, whose easy-going and very real enthusiasm for Jesus has taken hold in my heart. I've felt from the beginning that Greensburg was the right place for us to live. Now, I feel that Christ Episcopal Church Greensburg was the place for us to raise our boys. Truly, they go to Church School freely, without fuss, and stay and play and learn till we see them again (Camden, during the Peace, Benjamin, after Communion). Yes, I believe we've been led to be here. This is home. :)