PEACE OUT HOMIES!

Well...I'm no longer a banker...and you can't really use blogger in the land that I'm moving to...so, I guess this is goodbye???

Weird.

Pac Man and the Mrs...

Hop on over to our family blog to check out our support raising so far.

I should not be allowed to play on the computer...

THIS IS AN "I'M AN IDIOT AND I'M SORRY" FACE FOR EVERYONE:


I've been a PC girl for most of my adult life. When Justin is working, I get to play around on the mac.

Well, I pulled a stereotypical "Shelli" today. Kind of like the time I emailed out our newsletter in a GIGANTIC format that slowed about 200 people's computers down.

Yuck! I hate technology. But, I'm learning...

Anyway...I was setting up an "auto reply" from our home email address today to let people know that we'll no longer be using that address beginning in February and that they should delete it from their files.

Well...just by clicking one teeny tiny little "yes" button...it went ahead and sent that "auto reply" message to about 100 email messages that were sitting in our inbox because my hubby doesn't like to delete them.

If you were one of those people that got a random email from our home email address today that said "Hi...our email address has changed...blah blah blah", I'm really really sorry. And, if you had more than 1 email message sitting in our inbox...you probably received about 5 gazillion of those "auto reply" emails.


AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY.

Ch...Ch...CHANGES!!

"Turn and face the strain. Ch..Ch...CHANGES". Thank you David Bowie.

Well, its official. I put in my notice at the bank and my last day to be "The Singing Banker" will be Friday, January 16th 2009. Yes folks, its true. I will no longer be balancing other folks check books or making loans to folks who can't pay back the folks that gave them the money.

Most people know that I've never been a banker at heart, so this is a big new adventure for me. I've been in banking since January of 2002 and my last day will be just over my offical 7 year aniversary in this profession. I've worked at 3 banks total and not a single one has made me happy.

Sure, I've loved the folks I've worked WITH...but the job? I never liked the job. And, so...now, I'm ready to bow out and move on. I'm pumped for a new adventure in life. One that includes a very very very tight budget and lots of soy sauce.

Oh...and I cleaned up my side bar a bit. If you haven't blogged in over a year, I took you off. Its the spring cleaning rule of one year. If you haven't worn in over a year...THROW IT OUT. (Not our friendship...just the blog.)

...and sometimes reality kicks you square in the pants.

I've been a bit out of touch with reality lately. With the holiday mumbo-jumbo and support raising and trying to sell everything I own...one just sometimes gets a bit out of touch with reality.

Reality hit VERY hard today.

Justin and I have some dear dear friends who we love like family. They have three amazing children and their baby (an 11 year old boy) has come down with encephilitis (I totally botched the spelling of that) which is swelling of the interior portion of the brain.

I'm assuming here: It, like its "outer brain" cousin Menengitis, can come in a bacterial form (very treatable) and a viral form (deadly).

Our sweet friend has the viral form and has been writhing in pain for a couple of weeks now.

The swelling has caused pressure on his nervous system and is causing his entire body to cramp and his muscles to draw up.

Justin and I (along with our friend Gennie), having the day off and feeling that we want to do SOMETHING, decided to take New Years day to go to Childrens Hospital in Little Rock to visit the little guy and just spend the day praying over him.

We spent most of the day in the waiting room, reading the word...praying specific prayers over him and his family...and speaking scriptural truths over him. We had no real intention of actually going into his room or even seeing his family. We know that they've had a lot of visitors and may not have time to dedicate to us. And they shouldn't. We planned on being in the background during the day.

...however...we were blessed to spend a small amount of time with the Mom and Dad. Dad was on his way out to spend some (much needed) time away and Mom was taking her shift with her sister-in-law to help massage her little ones legs and back when he cramped up.

She said that, if we wanted to, we could go in and see him one at a time. Gennie and I just ended up standing outside his door and praying for him and for clarity and wisdom for the medical staff.

Justin went in to pray directly over him and had the opportunity to serve the family by helping out when he was cramping up.

The moaning, shaking and obvious pain he is in was almost too much for ME to handle. I can only imagine what his family is going through.

Obviously, I've left their names out of this blog to protect their identity and confidentiality...but, if you can...RIGHT NOW...say a prayer for this little boy.

We are Christians and believe strongly in the power of prayer and that the Lord God is still healing people today. Please pray for a miracle. This little guy has a long hard battle...