Terrific Tuesday

Today was a really good Tuesday ... really good. Not sure what made it exceptionally good ... 23 days until summer? an all green day? coming home with "no homework"? dinner out? Any of these. It was a good day.

Thank you for praying for Gracyn. She came through the surgery beautifully. Please pray for her tomorrow ... she is having a biopsy to make sure she is not rejecting the heart. If all goes well, she could go home on Monday. Monday. Marvelous Monday. Continue to pray for the family of the teenage boy.

On Saturday we had the worst rain storm I have seen in ... well, ever. I was half expecting to see an ark come sailing down the street. HA! You will all be amused to know that we are now the proud parents of TWO dogs who hate thunder. Especially great when it started to thunder in the middle of the night. Oh, Zoey ... why?!

American Idol tonight ... still rooting for Danny, but "Liza Minnelli" is in a close second. And, Kris is good too.

I still think I could run the Amazing Race. Crazy? Maybe. But, it would be fun.

Dean will be participating in a dodgeball tournament on Saturday. It benefits the mission trip Torrey will be going on in July. I will be going for the laughs. When was the last time you played dodgeball? (Actually, when I was in Elementary School, we called it "Murder Ball". At a Christian School. Nice.)

And, finally, I leave you with this. We are having the dogs boarded this weekend because we are having an Open House ... at a Pet Lodge. They asked Dean if they would like a before bed snack. What? Actually, what we really expect are chocolates on their pillows and those fancy animals made out of towels. Good grief. They are just dogs.

A New Heart

On March 1st, I told you about a sweet pumpkin who is need of a new heart. As I type this she is headed into surgery to receive her new heart. Please pray for Gracyn. Pray that her new heart would not be rejected. Pray for the doctor's hands to be steady. Pray for a speedy recovery. Pray for her parents as they send her into surgery ... they have placed her in the hands of the Almighty, but they will need comfort and peace tonight. And pray for a teenage boy's family. They have given a family back their daughter on the day they lost their son. Pray that they would see God more clearly during these dark days.

Today Wasn't Really ALL Bad

Let me begin by stating the obvious ... I am a "blog stalker". As in I read several blogs of people who in the real world are strangers. However, in blog world, they are my bffs. And, I take great joy in knowing that I have hooked my sister on a few of my favorite blogs!

Anyways, I commented on one of my favorite daily reads and today when I got to school I found I had a reply from her. As in an email. Maybe we aren't bffs only in blog world (or my imagination) ... could we also be bffs in real life?! It was a good day.

Secondly, I am an avid watcher of the Duggar family ... as in TLC's "18 Children and Counting". Tonight their oldest son and his wife (Oh, yes I did watch their wedding. It was fabulous ... only made better by the fact that Dean agreed to watch it with me. He does not share my love of all things Duggar!) announced they are expecting. I may, or may not, have cried I was so happy with the news. I am especially excited to see their baby gift registry ... since their wedding registry had M&M's and coke products on it. (I kid you not ... see why I love them? Everyone knows how important M&M's and coke are to a marriage!) It was a good day.

Thirdly, I just discovered "Tiaras and Toddlers" on TLC. Do I really need to tell you that Dean is out of town? The contestant just said, "In my six years I have done many marvelous things. Such as ice skating, soccer, the chess team, dancing, gymnastics, modeling, TV work, and of course pageants." Seriously. Because of the magic that is dvr I was able to watch it more than once ... didn't want to misquote her! What? No time for solving the problem of world peace? Seriously, the crown needs to go to the crazy crying mothers standing in the wings. Oh Dean, please come home soon!

And, lastly, I forgot to mention that yesterday I got something AWESOME in the mail. An autographed picture of President and Mrs. Bush. Mailed to me. In an envelope with my name on it. Written with a pen. Not a label. All because my sister sent him a copy of this blog. Still missing you Mr. President. Still missing you. (Maybe this time I will get a letter to go along with picture!)

So, today wasn't a total loss. Now, I must run ... there is about to be a "Mardi Gras" competition on Toddlers and Tiaras. One mom just told her 5 year old daughter to not be a "hoochie" ... what planet am I on?!

Today

Today has been a day I would not like to see repeated. Good grief. It has been gross. This has been one tough year in Kindergarten. As hard as it is (and has been), I know it could be so much worse. It could be so much more frustrating. It could be so much more discouraging. I am starting to begin and end each day the same way ... on my knees.

And, I really should have known the kind of day I was stepping into when I woke up at 4:17 am and started to pray that "my words would be gentle and my spirit should be sweet". God has some kind of sense of humor.

I wrote all that to say this ... I just spent the last 5 minutes and 40 seconds worshipping to this. I daresay you will be unable to keep your hands down ... and the tears will flow. It is my new favorite song!

So, Happy Tuesday ... although it was my "Monday" ... which may explain my day!

He Is Risen ...

He is risen indeed!

May you be reminded of the cross this Easter.

With love,
Dean, Tracy and Torrey

Moving ... Again!

Dean and I have moved more times in our marriage than can be counted on two hands. We commented today that we are about to move into Torrey's 8th house. We have moved twice across the country. We have moved around the corner and down the street. Not sure which is easier.

We commute about an hour to get to school and church ... and to our "real life." I have almost come to view our house as a place to sleep, because that is about all I do there. Torrey is heading into 8th grade and as much as we have tried to stop the inevitable, high school is just around the corner (shudder). We knew it was time to do something.

And, so we have put our house on the market. When it sells we will move the 20+ miles into Houston. While our house will be smaller, our neighborhood a little noisier, our "living" will be so much better. We are all excited about the prospect of a 15 minute commute. Life changing.

Now, that is not to say "someone" (who writes this blog) hasn't had a few meltdowns this week. This is the first time we have sold a house without "knowing" where we will be ... we know the area, just not the house. I can't picture it in my head. I can't imagine living there. I can't dream about what it will be like. I take comfort in the knowing that God is going before us. In knowing that the perfect house for us is being prepared. In believing that everything will be revealed in exactly the right moment. I also am secretly hoping for a fairy to come and pack for me ... hey! a girl has to dream!

Keep watching ... the house could sell at any moment ... we have had two showings this weekend. And, until then, we wait. And, we all know how much I love waiting!

Who Are YOUR "Peoples"?

So, yesterday was the funnest day of the school year. The funnest. It was our annual field day/carnival. That's right ... I spent my day eating cotton candy! (Well, not really ... I did have to teach for the first 2 hours. I came to the sad conclusion that the week leading up to EagleFest is worse than the week before Christmas in Kindergarten!)

Invisible ink is part of the fun of the carnival. There was a crazy line as soon as the carnival opened. And, these kids are serious ... they buy as much invisible ink as they have tickets for and pour the little bottles into water guns. As a teacher, you really don't stand a chance. It is their one day to pay you back for color changes. HA!

Last year the computer teacher squirted me as I walked by. I said, "Really?!" and she told me my shirt was too white. I told her I would get her back on a day of my choosing and she would not know when. That day came yesterday.

I may (or may not) have told my class they must get Miss Kyzar for me.

The day before EagleFest as we were again going over the rules of the day I reminded them to not squirt the invisible ink in anyone's faces. And then she said it ...

Bella announced, "Don't worry Mrs. Townsend. Your peoples will get Miss Kyzar for you!"

That's right. I have "peoples" ... and they were willing to go into battle for me. Sorry Miss Kyzar ... I didn't mean to unleash my "peoples" on you!

Which leads me to wonder. Who are your "peoples"? And, who are you a "people" for? Who would you be willing to go into battle for? Who would you be willing to stand beside and stand with? On your worst day or your best day who are the "peoples" who will be there with you?

I have also begun to wonder what I will do for material on this blog when Bella moves on to first grade. I just may keep her back ... because everyone knows you need some good "peoples" in your class!