Change of Plans

are everywhere it seems. Either there is (or was) a change of plans or plans seem to be up in the air. That's life, I suppose. I'm not complaining. I'm one of those people that believe there must be a reason for everything.

So you know how I had the other day all planned out. Haircuts, family pictures, lunch, movies? Well here's how my plans played out. No haircuts. It was Sunday. Why didn't I realize that? So I got my little family all dressed in our coordinating outfits and we head out the door. We go to Huddle House for some breakfast. Ariel had been whining all morning about her tummy. I thought she was just wanting attention. She was fine until she got in trouble for being mean to her sisters. She cried. No.. wailed. She hated the world. She was sulky. She was going to be so fun in our family pictures, I could tell. Ariel hardly touches her food. In typical Ariel fashion, she has me take her to the bathroom to be sick where she does nothing *sigh*. So we leave and we're running late to the appointment. I call the photographer, she's cool, she's running late as well. Ariel falls asleep in her carseat. We are literally 2 minutes from our destination, stopped at a red light, when I hear a splash behind me. That's right. Miss Ariel woke up and threw up all over herself. She's starting to cry. I should have felt sorry for her. Quite the opposite. Instead I was griping. As if she chose to throw up... to just ruin my plans.

After a brief tantrum (from myself not not my beautiful, ill little one) I got it together. I called the photographer, explained the situation, and told her I'd reschedule another time. Who knows when that will be. It will be soon but definitely after haircuts and my face clears up (it's probably a good thing Ariel was pukey, I'd hate to pay $100 for pictures I'm absolutely not thrilled with).

Her bug was short lived, she came home and slept the day away and felt okay enough to go see New Moon. The movie was GREAT!!! Clarity behaved for the most part but by the last ten minutes she was done and ready to leave (I have to give it to her... she did VERY well for a four year old sitting in on a movie that is over 2 hours). Ariel became a traitor and left Team Edward for Team Jacob. That's okay. More Edward for me :o)

Jesse just had another interview with the cable company. He REALLY wants this job. I'm uncertain. Just because it pays less. But he says he's willing to deal with a paycut in exchange for less stress and more happiness, so I will stand behind my husband. I just keep praying for God's will for us to be done, regardless of the outcome. And honestly I think the only reason I'm really hesitant is because deep down I know if he gets this job, it means no vacation. I really, really wanted to spend a few nights in Gatlinburg. But as the title of this blog implies, there always seems to be a change of plans.

And you know what, that's okay. My family is alive, we are healthy, we love eachother, and we are doing well. I know whatever changes come our way, we will take them on together and everything will be how it's supposed to be, in the end. ♥