I forgot to mention in my last post… Recently I began to read Sallie’s blog over at A Gracious Home, and have been waiting with everyone else at the arrival of her baby! And, on Thursday, Caroline Elisabeth arrived! I am so excited for them! They have prayed for this baby a long time, so I can only imagine the joy they must be feeling right now!
So tonight was the Mercy Me/Audio Adrenaline concert in Duluth. It’s Audio Adrenaline’s farewell tour, and since I was a big fan of their when I was in high school, I decided that I’d really like to see them. I considered driving down to Orlando to see them with my brother a few weeks ago at Rock the Universe (Universal Studios), but decided not to when I found out they’d be so close to me. So I convinced Paul (who’s not a big fan of rock concerts) to go with me, and we bought tickets for this Saturday.
Last night I got an email saying that the concert had been postponed until Friday, April 20th, 2007. *sigh* Apparently, the singer of Mercy Me was hospitalized and diagnosed with Diverticulitis. He’s doing much better now – praise God! – but they’re having to postpone the concert tour until 10/5. (Seriously, that must be really awful to be on the road like that, performing, and struggle with health issues.) I’m sad that I don’t get to hear them perform tonight. :-( And I’m not sure what I should do with the tickets. I have no clue what I’m going to be doing or where I’m going to be in April of 2007. The concert is at 6pm, which will mean I would have to leave work early in order to make it (the venue is north of me, so that means I will be heading right with rush hour traffic away from Atlanta). But by 2007 I will have all new vacation days and who knows? I might be able to take the entire day off as a personal day. Another option is to catch the concert on Sunday, Nov. 12th (Happy birthday, Emily!) in Augusta, GA – about 3.5 hours away. Anyway, something to think about. I need to know whether to return my tickets and get my money back if there’s a chance we might not go to the one in April.
Yesterday I turned in my 60 day notice for my apartment. It’s official! I wrote them a nice letter saying that I have loved living here and that the leasing office has always been kind and helpful. Unfortunately, I need more space and none of the apartment layouts really suit my needs. I was walking around after going to the leasing office yesterday thinking how much I really will miss this beautiful complex. I really wish their two bedrooms had better layouts – the kitchen in them is smaller than the one I have now! – because I would stay here. However, I am excited to move. Everytime we drive by the place where we’re hoping to move I always call out to Paul eagerly “Look we’re home!”. Hopefully this weekend or next, we’ll go to the leasing office there and secure and apartment. We’re hoping to move at the beginning of November, but we have until Nov. 30th to get out of this apartment. And it will be nice because gradually we’ll be able to move things out of my (maiden) name and into Paul’s name – utilities, the lease, etc.
Welp seeing as it’s a beautiful Saturday and my to-do list is long, I off to enjoy the day!
Paul and I were discussing this a few days ago, and I was surprised that we differed in opinion. I’d like to hear what others have to say. I’m not looking to determine a right/wrong, biblical/unbiblical – I’m more just interested to hear how other people would react.
Hypthetical situation: What would you do if you found out your daughter was pregnant out of wedlock? Would you encourage her to get married? What if she was a Christian but the guy wasn’t? Would you still encourage marriage in the hopes that he would come around? What if they were 16? 19? 25? If they were young (i.e. still in high school), and wanted to get married, would you be okay with that? What if the guy was a total jerk and you knew he wouldn’t be a good provider for his family – would you discourage a marriage? Assuming that abortion is not an option for anyone, would you want your daughter to keep the baby or give it up for adoption? Would you raise the baby as your own child if your daughter did not want to raise it?
Part of this was prompted by the movie “Riding in Cars With Boys”, where the parents made their 15 year old daughter marry the guy who empregnanted her. In retrospect that seemed like a bad idea based on the character of the guy, but then again it was a movie. Another part was prompted by Gilmore Girls, and whether Lorelai should still marry Rory’s father even though Rory is 21 years old.
Of course, I realize that everything would depend on the specific situation and the characters, ages, maturity levels, etc. of the individuals involved.
For the record, Paul said that he would encourage marriage no matter what, because the best thing for a child is to have his biological parents married. I said I didn’t think I would encourage marriage if they were young – i.e. 16, and I also would draw the line if one was a Christian and the other wasn’t. I thought it would ultimately be better for both if she waited for the right guy who could be a positive husband and a positive stepfather. Paul said he would encourage marriage in the hopes that the nonChristian would come around to Christianity, because if they were married then we (as parents) will be able to have a better influence on him. It was an interesting discussion, to say the least.
So, what would you do? Again, I’m not looking to establish a right and wrong response, but I’m just curious how you’d react to a bad situation.
Today is Nichole’s birthday!! Everyone should go over to her blog and wish her a happy birthday.
**EDIT: Everyone needs to go wish Nichole happy birthday, even if you don’t know her! :-) /EDIT**
I have a few minutes right now since our servers at work are down, so I’d thought I’d share a birthday memory. When I was in high school, my best friend was named Andrea, and her birthday was Septmeber 25th (yesterday). One big thing that was done in my high school was people would decorate their friends’ lockers on their birthdays. So, as Andrea’s birthday approached during our senior year, she dropped some hints to me that she wanted her locker decorated.
I pointed out to her that since she always arrived at school before me, I couldn’t surprise her and decorate her locker. (I rode the bus, so my arrival time could not be changed.) Andrea seemed disappointed, but she understood. I told her that if she disappeared after I arrived at school the morning of her birthday, then I would decorate her locker and she could come back and pretend to be surprised. She seemed satisfied with that.
What Andrea didn’t realize is that I don’t really like to let my friends’ birthdays slide as easy as that. :-) I like it when people make a big deal about my birthday, so I try to do the same for my friends. Sometimes it’s hard, especially when I’m living in a different place as my friends, or if I’m especially busy around the time of the birthday. But the point is, I try.
So I concocted a plan. Andrea’s birthday fell on a Monday that year, so I decided to go to school on Saturday to decorate her locker. I was soo excited! I tracked down Andrea’s sister (also a friend of mine) and got the combination for the lock on Andrea’s locker. Then I bought tons of balloons and streamers and other fun stuff. On Saturday, I took a combi (a Peruvian van that was part of the bus system) to school – 1 hour combi ride, then a 15 minute walk. Fortunately, I had thought to wait and blow up the balloons after I got to school! :-)
Some of my classmates saw me decorating Andrea’s locker and came over and helped. We put streamers all through it, and then stuffed it so full of balloons that no more could fit! Then I closed the locker. From the outside, it looked like nothing had been touched.
It was sooo hard to keep it a secret from Andrea!! When I was in high school, I was the type to talk on the phone to my friends 2 hours each day even though I saw them at school every day. :-) I kept reminding her that when I got to school Monday morning, she needed to disappear so I could decorate her locker. I managed to not let the truth out of the bag, and Monday morning rolled around soon enough.
I got off the bus right as Andrea approached her locker. I think that was my favorite moment of the whole process – watching her face as she opened her locker! Pure surprise and happiness.
There you go, a memory from high school. Good times. I love doing things like that for people. :-)