Hey there! I'm back from the depths of our basement. I'm sorry it has taken me so long to get on here and update everyone. We are all just fine up here. Tired, but fine! Thank you so much to all of you who have been thinking about or praying for us. It means so much to me! The flooding that was near us wasn't nearly as bad as the flooding people in the northern part of the state experienced. Downtown Des Moines was a little flooded, but that was because they let the flood gates down on one of the larger lakes in this part of the state. We live in a suburb of Des Moines, and there was really no flooding at all so to speak in the suburbs. Well, except for a few basements, ours included. We live at the bottom of a hill, and bottom of hill + faulty sump pump=plenty o' water! But, like I said, not as much water as the people who live in the northern part of the state had to deal with. I mean, we had several inches of water throughout our entire basement, but some of the people in the northern part of the state had several FEET of water in their houses. Many people up there lost everything they owned. It really is a disaster area up there, and it puts our little basement mess into some perspective!!
Other than that little update, I have nothing to blog about. Well, at least nothing interesting. I mean, I could tell you about what a wimp I am. I could tell you how I could barely take a shower this morning because it hurt to lift my arms above my head. I mean, who knew I had so many muscles in my shoulders and back. Or, I could tell you about how many times I've talked to my insurance agent, or how I had to argue with the waste management people to get a dumpster delivered. Or, I could tell you about how many gallons of bleach I've purchased for the great basement clean-up. But, those things aren't really that interesting. In fact, they are not interesting at all!
So, instead, I have a little poll for you all. W's birthday is in less than two months. He will be eleven. He only has one item on his birthday list (so far): a cell phone. Now, I don't think he is even close to being old enough to have a cell phone. I mean, why in the world would an eleven year old need a cell phone? When I ask him this, W. tells me, "But, mom, all my friends have one." Well, I don't know about you, but that isn't really a reason to me. I can think of some reasons why having a cell phone would be beneficial--he would always have a way to call if he was in trouble, but I'm not sure that outweighs the reasons not to have a cell phone. So, what do you think? What is the proper age to get a child a cell phone. I mean, maybe I'm right, or maybe I'm out of touch with the current generation (I mean, I remember knowing all the words to "Parents Just Don't Understand"). I was way older than eleven when I got my first cell phone. Of course, that could have been because they hadn't been invented when I was eleven. And, let's not even talk about the fact that when I did get one, it was the size of a small child. Oh, come on, tell me you remember how big cell phones were way back then??? Anyway, I would love your opinions, so let me have them!