When it rains, it pours...and we don't have enough buckets.

Here's another journaling moment. I have had a heck of a time here. I just down right don't like it here!! The weekend that Isaac was throwing up he got some on my couch. We cleaned it up and within two days it had grown mold all over it! 2 days!! So now I'm out a stinkin couch. Then on the same day, we had to fork out $500 dollars for Ben's truck. The brakes were in desperate need of fixin. That $500 dollars didn't even cover it all. We still need another grand to completely fix the brakes. (Any prayers on our behave should include that our brakes hold out until we win the lottery. Then I guess we get excommunicated. I guess we're in trouble either way.) Then, on the same day, we're told that our rent has been raised and we still owe them $150 dollars. WHAT?!! I wonder what the heck is the point of signing a lease if they can raise our rent whenever they fancy?! Then, we were finally able to get Alyssa in to get her pictures taken, and it was a complete waste of time. The girl who was taking the pictures was horrible. Not one picture came out nice. She wouldn't let me pick the pose, or the props. She complained to us that our baby was too serious and couldn't smile, and criticized Isaac for having what she called a phony smile. (yes, that's gonna make him wanna smile more.) It wasn't the baby, it was the photographer. So after the complete headache of getting everyone dressed and looking nice, we ended up with no pictures. AUGH, did I mention I'm not liking it here at all?!!