"My Party"

Those were the only words that I heard said from Natty's room after he was put down for the night after his third birthday party yesterday! What a blast. He totally understood this year that this was *his* party. : ) He even started his own "Happy Birthday" song when the cake was being brought in. His excitement was contagious and I remembered, even for a little bit, how darn exciting birthdays used to be. ; ) We had many friends and family over (12 adults, 11 kids), and everyone stayed outside the whole time (except to blow out the birthday candles, due to wind), and just ran around, roasted weenies, swang, rolled, hopped, sand-boxed, ran, visited, and laughed. Good for the soul. And good to have a purpose and focus aside from housing and mortgage, if for only an evening.

Update on that front: We have to start afresh with another mortgage broker. We are going to initially try the one our real estate agent thinks will be a good bet, but we have other plan of attacks too (thank you to all who recommended someone!). Surely we won't be on the street. That's what I've resolved in my head anyway. Monday morning I will get the stuff all faxed in and hopefully it won't take long to find out where we sit... again.

So, there's no offers on homes, really, until we can see if we can be approved for one. But we're still looking as both Dan and I are sure we'll get one one way or another. Just trying out different things, that's all. Our home here still hasn't sold, but our agent told us this weekend that she is still a firm believer in the price and situation, and that it will sell. O.k. Trying hard to believe that one. She said whoever goes through has nothing but positive things to say about the place, but that doesn't really put money in the bank, does it? Hmm. Wait and wait and wait and see. : )

Dan's gone again back up to Edmonton. It really sucks seeing him drive away. It gets harder and harder each week. I'm not a fan of doing all this alone. I am gaining a new awe and respect for all single parents out there! And to fathom that they have to work on top of this. Well, simply put, I can't fathom it. But I am glad, in a way, that I am going through this, as I hope that it makes me cognizant of others around that aren't in the same situation as I am, and hopefully developing some pactical empathy to go along with it.

Well, I'm drained, so I am off to watch some mindless t.v. Oh, but first I have to pay some bills. I really know how to get a party going!