today we drove to winnipeg. in a sweet rented routan. (thank you, silmara!) one of my girls was sick ... we had a gross moment on a bridge - where we couldn't pull over - and she puked in an empty tim's cup. i had to drive with my knees and cover my ears with my hands so i wouldn't puke too. all the other times, we got pulled over before the ickiness.
i killed my first roadkill. the cutest little squirrel tried to kamikaze the van. sadly, we won, and the last we saw of it was its little corpse spinning in circles from our deadly force. agh. i don't know how soldiers do it.
also, we saw llamas.
and cows. lots of cows, yeah yeah.
and we only stopped for gas once - the routan has amazing mileage.
anyway, we arrived in winnipeg and i suddenly started to get excited for the week. up til then, i'd mostly been bummed about being away from patrick. (i still am. but it's fun chatting with him online. he's hot.)
so we checked into our hotel, and went upstairs ... and the girls were sharing rooms, but i got one all to myself ... and when i walked in ... !!!!! it's huge - a suite, really, with a living room and kitchen and bathroom and massive bedroom. and it's beautiful. and the solitude is the most precious part.
being alone is awesome because: tonight i'm chatting with patrick, blogging, listening to music. i'm going to hop into the tub for a warm bath and read my book. and them i'm going to pray and fall asleep. and i love it.
(oh. i don't know if i mentioned it, but i got another promotion. crazily. i'm the office manager now. it feels so sudden and unexpected. but i'm glad. and that explains the king suite ... hooray for perks!)
surprising, sweet gifts from God. He takes care of us. and while i always feel tenderly cared for, and know His provision for me is constant, this week i feel especially lavished in a love language i can touch and see and feel.
thanks, God, for taking such good care of me!