Who won?

I had come home from work last Monday and was tidying up the house a bit when I heard my phone beep from an incoming text.  It was from my mom.  I opened the message, and inside was the following picture.

I automatically think, "oh my word, what happened!?!?!"  Before my mind started racing a million different directions, my phone went off again.  Here's the following text.

 

My mind began to race.  What on earth did my dad do that would make his windshield cave in?  I mean, I first thought he backed into another tree and hit his head again, but when I saw the picture above, I realized something hit him.  I immediately sent my mom a text back asking her if dad was okay and what happened that would cause such damage to the windshield and my dad's face.  Her response, ladies and gentlemen was this....

A turkey flew into his windshield.  I don't know that I've ever laughed so hard in my life.  I didn't even know turkey's could fly, especially not high enough to hit a windshield, but apparently they can.  So I ask you, who won?  The turkey or my dad?  

The end of the tunnel

My Summer classes are ending this coming week, and I have two classes left!  The end is near, and I couldn't be happier.  I'm in the process of either going up to full time status at my current job or finding a new one with better pay.  Granted, I LOVE my job, and I honestly believe that I have found my niche, but I must pay bills.  I haven't been too worried about getting more hours the past month or so because of the time I have had to spend on school and homework, but the time has finally arrived.  I'm a week away from needing full time employment.  I am finally in a program at school that allows me to work full time and go to school, so I have been blessed.  I'll never refuse that God had His hand in this.  Despite the crummy situations I've been dealt the past year or so, I know that God will bring me through it, but it's a process.  A process where I'm learning to FULLY rely on Him and His word.  He's got my back.  He is my God!  I am blessed, and please don't ever think I take that for granted.   

On another note, my internet is fixed.  I know most of you didn't know that I even had a problem with it, but I did.  The whole month of July my internet cut in and out, and I couldn't hold a signal long enough to do anything.  I finally got tired of not being able to use my internet, so I called AT&T.  I got a hold of a man from Little Rock, AR.  It was funny because he had such a thick country accent.  The very same accent I forced off of myself when I moved to Springfield so people wouldn't think I was one of those "inbred rednecks from Arkansas."  When he asked for my address so that he could send a repair man to fix our net, I told him I lived in Springfield.  He used to live here too.  He said, "Springfield's a great place to live.  Especially since it's a college town, there are lots of ladies around."  I couldn't help but laugh.  I told him about it being a coincidence that he used to live here because I used to live just south of Little Rock.  He asked me where, and I told him Sheridan (because NO ONE knows where Leola is).  He was amazed.  He then went on to tell me that the neighbor he had in Springfield actually moved to Sheridan before he moved to Little Rock.  It amazes me that we live in such a big world, yet at times like that, it doesn't seem big at all.

I hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend.  Blessing to you and your families!
~*Alicia Marie*~

Happy Birthday, Sister!

Twelve years ago, my life changed.  My world was shaken to the core, and I was no longer the only child.  Yes, 12 years ago today, my little sister, Michaela was born.  As I was searching for pictures to post in this blog, I was taken back down memory lane.  I remember my Uncle picking me up during my Wednesday night class at church because my mom's water had broken, and my little sibling was going to be born.  I never knew jealousy until she came along.  Sure I pushed her off the couch out of pure jealousy one time when my mom left me alone with her, but she didn't fall far...just a few feet!  Anyway, I say all this because I can't believe that my sweet, precious little sister turned 12 today.  She is growing up to be a beautiful, young Christian lady, and I am so incredibly proud of her!  So, Michaela, Happy Birthday, sis!  I love you to pieces and would give anything to be with you on your special day!  

Here are some pictures of my sweet sister through the years.  I'm sure she's going to love me for this!  :)

Vlog #2--one year... :'(

Yesterday, Tuesday--07/19/11, marked one year since Luke and I started trying to have a baby.  A year later my hope and dream of becoming a mommy have been stolen away from me, and I'm left babyless.   Here's a VLOG that gives a run down of yesterday and my feelings.  

Sorry if it's not exactly uplifting, but I'm being honest.