Saturday, August 27, 2011

Life, as we know it

One theme that is emerging in our life is that we can NEVER have a normal roommate moving-in weekend. In my head, in an ideal world, I'd really like it to go something like, "Here's the (recently fully scrub-clean) place, we are so glad you're here, let's hang out for a while."

Nope. That is not the Loftus way. 

Our excuses for the house being messier than normal and us being nearly wholly absentee have ranged from Matthew being in the hospital AND having his brother's wedding the same weekend, to being right at the cusp of a new semester of school, to having our old roommate move out and moving the new one in on the same weekend.

Now our excuse is that Matthew has less white blood cells than a cancer patient. For an unknown reason. And there's a bone marrow biopsy involved that occurred a little too close to 5 pm on a Friday to be truly sure when we'll hear about the results. And the fact that I worked nights all weekend barely saw my husband enough to say hello in the parking lot, much less get an adequate amount of sleep.

Oh yeah. and there's a hurricane rolling steadily in.

So we say welcome to our new housemate, we're so glad you're here. Please excuse the sticky spot on the kitchen floor, and excuse me if I konk out and drool a little on the couch as you enter. Come on in and make yourself at home and make sure you have a working flashlight. God's still big and you know we're still crazy and as long as the power holds out we'll have a belated celebration dinner tonight, because our idea of "stocking up" is a trip to the Italian grocery involving homemade pasta sauce, much gnocchi, and a couple bottles of wine.

"2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3 because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. 4 Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. " James 1:2-4