Longhorns NO MO

Well, looks like Georgia is where the Hutchison's are supposed to roam for the next four years.  We decided not to move to Texas after all.  It is a little bitter sweet.  School in TX  seemed like such a better opportunity for Eric, but while making the plans to make the move, nothing felt right.  So, despite what we may want to do, we are staying here.  How do people live without the guidance of the Holy Spirit to help them with huge decisions?  In our brains, TX seems so right, but it is obviously not and I am so grateful for the guidance from the Spirit to know that.

I am really excited to stay though because I have such wonderful friends here, I love my calling at church (Paper Mill Young Women ROCK!), and I have built a solid clientele that would take forever to rebuild somewhere else.  We have such a great townhouse for an amazing price and I know we would never find a set up like this again.  So, here's to another four years in the home of the peaches, tornadoes, giant trees, soul food, and crazy southern folk!!!!  We are glad to call it home.

When we moved to Georgia, we were told it was in a drought.  Then this happened:

  

 

We were also told that it snows maybe once a year and it never sticks.  Today, this happened for the second time since Christmas.  

All of these were taken in our front and back yard. 

We were also told their was a lot of southern hospitality here.  Humm... ya right.  For example, we decided to go to The Olive Garden tonight, figuring no one would be there with the snow.  It was close to empty, yet we had the worst service ever.  It took at least 7 minutes for us to be greeted by our waiter, we received no refills on anything (bread, salad, water) after repeatedly asking, and everything took forever.  Almost every time we eat out here, we get horrible service.  I am not one to complain, but I couldn't hold it in tonight.  Well, i am glad I did... $20 courtesy gift card for next time. I think I am gonna complain more often. :)

Peace.  I love this feeling.  I have been searching for it for weeks and days, and today it is finally here.  I feel like I am on the constant journey to becoming a person of faith, and I get so frustrated at myself.  I want to have faith.  I try to turn things over to God, but sometimes I just can't let go.  I think that it must be a part of life's journey, figuring out how to really, truly, 100% give it to Him and trust in His will.  I just wish I had it down already, that I was born with the gift of perfect faith.  Does any one else have this problem???  Well, today I am sleep deprived and emotionally drained but  I have hope.  I think I am one step closer.

On a completely different note, while I was busy writing this post and spilling my heart, my crazy little daughter got into her Valentines package from Grandma...  I look over to see this:

Happy Early Valentines Day Hallie.  Enjoy your first sugar rush!