



I must focus on what I do have, like two magnificent children, a family that loves and encourages me, a place to live (while not home, it is safe and warm), food, a secure job, shoes on our feet, a 10 year old car, and consignment clothes on our back. We are rich. We are blessed. I am thankful.
I pray that all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving day, and that this will lead you into a Christmas season full of blessings.
The Gurlz and I went out of town last Friday to drive to Alabama, my home state, the motherland, God's country, the place I LONG to be. We went home to have a court date with the Probate Judge of Morgan County to re-adopt my babygurl, and legally change her name.
While we were in Bama, we drove up to Lynchburg, TN, for the Jack Daniels BBQ, we watched Bama B.E.A.T. Tennessee in SEC football on the TV (we are STILL #2 in the nation, and have a perfect record). We went to a Trunk or Treat event at my parents' church, visited friends and family, had the court hearing (which lasted all of about 7 minutes) and ate way too much!
Fun was had by all!
It is easier to readopt in Bama than in Virginia, and since that is where we are trying to land and I still have some mail sent there and house some possesions there, it is technically home for us. At any rate, my gurl's gonna have an Alabama birth certificate, and the doctor's office can stop calling her a name I no longer recognize.