Why Am I Here, You Ask....

Hello!  You are most likely here because we have first "met" on eBay and I have given you the link to this blog post because you need my email address or I need yours.  Mine is xposales@aol.com and if  you are curious as to why I had to ask you to come here, please read on.

eBay prohibits potential buyers and sellers from exchanging email addresses.  In fact, their message system has filters which prevent the sending of any message containing an email address.  If you try to disguise the address by typing things like "(at) a.o.l dot com" the filter will catch it and you will not be able to send the message.

Isn't She Lovely?

Jacob and his beautiful girl at her senior prom last weekend.  Over three years now and they are still going strong.  Won't be long till she has a ring on her hand and I'm fine with that.

My baby's heart was broken many times before he met his princess.  Usually girls would get bored with how he treated his parents with respect, had no interest in drugs or alcohol, and believed sex should be saved till the wedding night.  Not exactly a bad boy huh?

Well, one of the girls he dated was a wild child.  And since I myself started my adulthood as a wild child I never judged her, but I doubted she was the one God had chosen for this future Pastor.  Their relationship quickly fizzled and they went their separate ways.  She and her current boyfriend just had a baby a few months ago.  They are now engaged.  Meanwhile Jacob is finishing up his freshman year of college.

We live in a big "small" town.  The baby daddy works at a nearby restaurant where I am a frequent customer.  He is a perfectly lovely young man and we chat.  Jacob has sworn me to secrecy and I am forbidden to tell the young man that I am Jacob's mother.  I understand completely because in this big "small" town a familiar face is never far away.  But every time I see that young man I thank the Lord for not making me a grandmother yet.