Please pray for my family. My dad's job is kinda iffy right now and I really don't want to move out of state!!! Not right before my senior year! I don't want to have to transfer schools for my last year of high school! So please pray!

Tonight was our Mexican fiesta! It's our big fundraiser to raise money for our trip to Mexico. We have a silent auction and live auction as well as a Mexican dinner. There are idems such as a time share in North Carlolina, two diningroom tables (donated by artvan), tickets to professional games, and massages and such. One set of idems stuck out to me...... four Elvis records and perfect shape! They were in the live auction, and the price started at ten dollars. Me and this other guy kepts going up two dollars until I finally ended up paying $32.50 for them. No, I don't have a record player, but I am in love with Elvis, and the $32.50 was totally worth it. They will go with my other Elvis memorabilia in my room. I'm not sure how we did money-wise, but I hope it was good! I spent about two and one half hours cutting up ten punds of onions. I have scrubbed my hands many times trying to get the smell out, but I'm afriad I'll be smelling like onions for a while.....

Only one more week until Lent is over and I can watch chick flicks again!!!!

Cutest baby in the whole world!

She's even cute when she's asleep!

All clean!

So she'll hate me when she's older for taking this picture, but personally, I think it's funny.

So I confronted my boss today about scheduling me on Sunday mornings and she said she'd try not to. But even more importantly....................


I'M GOING TO MEXICO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yup, I talked to my boss about letting me go to Mexico, and as long as I areed to work my butt off for the Harry Potter party, it's a go! I'm SOOOOOO exited! You have no idea. When I found out I couldn't go, I was in tears for a week. Seriously, it wasbad. But not I know I can. So everyone's prayers worked!!!
THANK YOU, GOD ALMIGHTY!!!

Why is it that when bad stuff happens people say it's God's fault,

but when the good stuff happens there is no God?

Just something I've been pondering.

Creepy day today. I guess there was a guy who like pulled up in a red truck and was questioning the middle schoolers that were waiting for the bus on my road. We don't quite know what he asked, but we do know it was bad enough that the police were called by the Chippewah principle. Word on the street is it might have to do with Angel and Baby, and, when questioned by us, Angel acted really stranged and denied the incodent completely. We do know that her dad has a red truck, but who knows if really is connected in anyway. I'm just a little bit creeped out because my imagination is running wild.