houses and heebeegeebees

First of all, please pray that my house will sell.  Someone is looking at it tonight and there are open houses next friday and the next.  It would relieve a ton of stress.

Second of all, I hate ants and earwigs are gross!

Yay for Vacation!

Anna Ruby Falls Hike

The other highlights were the hotel pool and Babyland General Hospital (where Cabbage Patch Babies are born).   At the "hospital" there were a TON of babies and my son repeated over and over, "bay-bee, bay-bee".

Our Mountain Home

We are going on a mini vacation this weekend.  Hawaii is on hold until the house sells.  This mini vacation is in no way luxurious or extravagant but I am excited.  It will be so nice to get away from real life and pretend to be someone else.

Once at Biltmore I pretended that it was my home and all the other people there came to see how wonderful my home was.  Husband was not so into the fantasy, but I had fun.

Is that weird?  Nevermind, I know it's odd.  I was entertained and that was the purpose anyway.

I miss you, daddy.

The time to close my dad's estate is coming near.  I'm just waiting on a check to clear the bank.  It is weird to think about, mainly because daddy's death has been very businessy for me.  I wonder what it'll be like when it is no longer businessy.  Not that it was all businessy, I did my share of wailing and gnashing of teeth.  I missed him a lot today.  I cried, which is unusual.  

I don't really believe that God allows people in heaven to hear our thoughts or voices but sometimes it feels better to say to my dad silently, " I miss you" or "I love you."  I don't have conversations or hear things back or anything weird like that.  I desperately want to tell him about my son and what he is like.  My dad was going to be the "favorite grandparent, without even trying."

I don't know if we know people or recognize them in heaven, buy I hope so.