Becconing Amberlance (or, The Early Years): For Your Enjoyment

I just found the two old blogs becca and I used to keep..if you get bored and want some insight into our teen years.

Becconing Amberlance Archives (Dec 2004-Apr 2006)
Becconing Amberlance (Apr 2006-Dec 2007)

Here's a sample from one of the first posts:

"Part of the reason Amber and I started this blog was so we could model our perfect friendship to those of you who long to have the same fulfillment in your life."

And becca - it seems I'm the one with a "natural layer" now!  ;)

Just Stuff

We almost got a foster child this last weekend.  We had known about her situation 8 months ago (she's a friend of a friend) and she needed emergency placement this weekend...and I was shocked that Joe (reluctantly) said yes, only for the weekend.

I cancelled my plans to go on the church ladies' retreat and began cleaning up the house, as I was told she would be arriving within a few hours.  But a few hours passed and I hadn't heard from the social worker.  I called again and it turned out they had found a placement with family - which is REALLY good, way better for her.  But it still broke my heart because I don't know what God has...if Joe will ever say yes again.  I was so mad at God.  I had just gotten to the point where I was like "Okay God, maybe we'll never have kids...I'll trust you and obey."  Then this happens and I get my hopes up, only to have them dashed.  It felt like God was teasing me.  As soon as I become okay with no kids, he dangles a kid in front of me!  I know that's not really what happened but I don't understand why he even bothered to have them call us at all.

(I started this post yesterday but got interrupted...so sorry for the abrupt topic change...)

On Wednesday I had 3+ hours of dental work done under sedation.  I took a pill an hour before we left for the appointment...I don't even remember getting in the car.  I just woke up on the couch.  Halcyon is crazy stuff.  Needless to say I'm a little sore but alright.  The dental appointment was because I apparently grind my teeth in my sleep, and managed to crack one tooth and remove a filling from another tooth.  So now they're supposed to fit me for a mouthguard.  Guess I should call them about that.  *sigh* I hate the dentist...I have some Halcyon left so maybe I'll take that.  (Totally kidding!)

Let's seee...did I tell you about my finger splint?  I did something to the tendon (no idea how) and the orthopedist says I have to wear this splint for six weeks.  I am great at typing without my left middle finger now.

Also I appear to be getting sick again.  I had a bad cold the month of March.  Now I seem to have another cold.  It's still weird to be sick.  It makes me wonder exactly how well the immunosuppressants work - like, how much of an immune system do I even have?  I think I know how I got sick - a lady at Bible study was sick last week and she sat next to me.  At the time I thought "Amber remember, you have to be careful, you're immunosuppressed" but I'm so used to not caring if I'm around sick people because I never used to get sick...anyway.  I was productive this morning and then the cold really hit me hard so I watched tv.