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Many thanks to my kind and adoring husband. He's so great, he shares everything - even his cold! If only I didn't find him so irresistible, then perhaps I could have quarantined him during his sickness, throwing Gatorade, tissues, and medicine in every so often to "nurse" him through. But i didn't and so now it's my turn to be stuffed up. It's super professional to go to an interview like this, dressed in my suit and heals and a box of Kleenex under my arm. Why won't they shake my hand?

Not really though - no new interviews. I am waiting, semi-patiently, to hear back from a couple of places that want to hire me, but don't know it yet. In the mean time, I've been watching our DVD collection. We don't have cable and I've run out of things to clean and organize. Today was Audrey Hepburn day - it made me miss Natalie terribly! (both Natatalies that i know - ironically).

On to another topic - we hit the jackpot! We've found a church on the first attempt. This place is definitely my third favorite church! First being Morning Star, second Oak Leaf, and now Journey to Ecclesia ranks number 3. They do need to work on the name. They were just Journey, but then merged with a church called Ecclesia and so they just kind of stuck the two names together - oh well. This is the first church that I've been to in SO long that i feel like I'm fed gourmet spiritual food - I'm talking the Smith and Wollensky of steaks, high-quality, right-on theologically spun preaching that fills the soul and demands another trip week after week. LOVE IT! Oh, and the worship is not just good, or thrown together. We have a christian recording artist as our music pastor - Drew Cline. The worship there is sweet and fills the place thickly with the presence of God. You can check out the website: www.journeyecclesia.com

The horizon looks bright and filled with goodness. It seems like we will settle in well here. We're starting to make friends, we've found a place to worship, Kevin found his dream job, and soon I'll find a job and we can start to put down roots here in the "hills" of Tennessee. They call them hills - I call them baby mountains.