Catching Up

There has been SO much going on in this cowgirl's life, I am going to try to catch-up using the bullet method.

-Last weekend we drove to Uvalde for Tania and Matt's wedding. It was absolutely beautiful and amazing! It was outdoors at her parents land, Ayelen, in Uvalde. I was honored to be part of the wedding as a Mis Amiga, as well as singing.

Here we are at the wedding. All of the Mis Amigas had flowers in our hair!

Tania is originally from Argentina, so we had quite the celebration into the wee hours of the morning. Sunday we didn't get out of bed until 1:00 in the afternoon. Even my parents were up dancing with us into the night! I must say, other than my own, it was one of the best weddings I've ever been to!

-Monday, we left Uvalde around 8:00, headed to Dallas for the appointment with my new reproductive endocrinologist, Dr. Barnett. He laid out a plan for us, and we have started with it. We won't really have any more news for another 5 weeks or so. I'll keep you posted as we know more.

-I had a hard week last week with some personal conflicts. I don't feel comfortable going into them on this very public forum, but just know it has been a true time of growth especially when it comes to being patient and having spiritual maturity. I have honestly sought out God in the whole situation, and just as He promises, He has been faithful and wise and has shown me how to be more forgiving than I thought I could be. I am still struggling with the situation and it only makes it harder that it has to do with a church member and leader, but I am seeing God make good things out of it and I hope I will let Him use me in His plan. And please don't misunderstand me; I love our church, First Baptist, and it has nothing to do with the church as a whole, I truly believe.

-On Wednesday I got more bad news. I was supposed to run a 5K in the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon. Some of you may remember me talking about it in an earlier post. I've been working hard preparing and I was really excited about it. Well, I've been having pretty bad hip pain, but I just figured it was because I hadn't been running very long and it was just a little sore.
I had to see the doctor anyway to follow up on our appointment in Dallas Monday, so while I was there I asked her about my hip. She listened, got her medical book out and diagnosed me with Iliotibial Band Syndrome, a very common runner's injury. No matter how common it may be, there are two things I know for me personally: 1.) It doesn't really hurt while you are running/exercising/stretching, but AFTERWARDS it hurts. You can't sleep on that side, which for me, a side sleeper, makes for a difficult night's rest. Anyway, whining aside, I was told not to run in the race I had so been looking forward to or I could be out of running altogether for months. I have to let it heal itself by doing stretches and just letting it rest. And to make it more complicated, I can't take as many anti-inflammatories as I should because of all our infertility stuff. So, it is just a waiting game...such is my life.

-The end of last week started looking up. Richard left to work cattle in Perryton on Thursday and was gone through Saturday. We had a girls' trip to Quanah to take our new Athletic Director's wife to dinner to welcome her to Childress. Friday I was invited to dinner at some other friends of ours, and then Saturday after Richard got home we went over to another couple's for snacks and visiting. It sounds busy, and I guess it was, but it's just always good to visit and laugh with good friends.

-So, Sunday was a little stressful only because I was singing in public again. It wasn't as nerve-wrecking as singing in the wedding last weekend, but I was definitely nervous. I was singing a small solo in part of our morning song, but it went really well. To be honest, I have felt the desire to share this gift in a way that will glorify and praise God, just as anyone else would share whatever gift they had been given. But, as I am guilty of over and over again, I have ignored the Holy Spirit's pushing, mainly because I am absolutely terrified to sing alone in public. It is literally a phobia of mine and pretty much has been since I was young. I'm not sure where the fear comes from, but it is there, totally illogical, but there and it rears it's ugly head anytime I even think of getting on stage to sing a solo. But this Sunday I decided I HAD to be obedient, no matter how uncomfortable I was, and believe me, I WAS NOT comfortable!!

-Last night Richard and I rented Slumdog Millionaire. Have you seen it? If so, you know how amazing it is! When we went to the Red Box at Wal-Mart to find a movie, I said, "Oh, I want to rent this one. It's won, like, tons of awards, baby!" To which McH replies, "Oh, those movies that win all the awards are usually terrible!" And really, in most cases I can't argue with him, but this time was much different. If you have not seen this movie, go rent it right now. It is rated R I believe, BUT there is very mild language, some violence, zero nudity, and a WONDERFUL, INSPIRING storyline. It is cultural, relevant, and has an ingenious plot line.