Falling Apart and Building Up

Falling Apart
Sometimes it feels like Murphy's law is more like a sentence. Murphy, great guy that he was, went ahead and assured the world that if things start to go downhill, that hill probably be covered with jagged rocks and eventually end in a sheer cliff. Our VS house recently has been that rock covered, Murphy's law confirming downward slope.
Monday, Amanda came hope from work sick (less towards sniffles and more towards vomiting). This would not be a big deal...except she came home to a house that was only half heated, with no dryer and no long distance service. Needless to say, we've been struggling to keep up as our house seemed to slowly self-destruct. We were worried. Murphy may have been smart but we really didn't need his company this week.

Building Up
While we did spend a week with many house malfunctions, it all culminated in a fantastic weekend. Friday night, Scott (a member of our support committee) and MaryBeth Neufeld-Wall and their two daughters, Maya (7) and Sadie (4), came over for dinner. It was a fun evening, complete with a pink and purple cake (the girls' favorite colors) and some kid-adjusted games.
Saturday was the day of dreams for us, especially Tiffany. On Saturday afternoon, after much frustration involving a broken cell phone and some not-so-honest Ebay sellers, Tiffany finally had a working cell phone. Even more exciting though, we got our heat fixed! For the first time in over a month, our house was FINALLY back to normal and Tiffany could actually sleep in her room. The day of dreams continued when we went to see Barack Obama speak in downtown St. Louis. We stood in line for an hour, got in the building at 7 PM, stood in a crowd of 20,000 people for two hours and finally enjoyed an inspirational speech at 9 PM. Although the wait was long, the crowd pushy and the Metro overflowing with drunken Mardi Gras attenders, the evening was very entertaining, enlightening and empowering.
Sunday we didn't have any great Superbowl plans. The nice thing is, when you have cool/spontaneous friends, plans sometimes make themselves. So after a great Sunday School meeting that morning, Clay suggested we get some take-n-bake pizza. We ended up having a great Sunday lunch of pizza, hummus, pesto and rigorous discussion with Clay and Amy. Amy headed out to get some work done while the three of us and Clay spent an afternoon and evening talking, eating, sharing, watching a few snippets of the game, laughing and eating some more.

Stickin' to Murphy
All in all, we'd probably say that anything that could go wrong, will go wrong. Fortunately, we'd also say that when things go right, it makes all the wrongs seem a lot less important. Sorry for the ego blow Murphy.