Match Day in Galveston

After working more than 40 hours this week at Anthropologie it was nice to have a break from my retail job. It is fun being able to advice people on how to wear things and what style goes with what. The downside is that you are basically cleaning out your closet ALL day. It really is hard work, it takes a lot to do that for 10 hours. Picking up clothes, folding clothes, hanging clothes, carrying clothes. This would be Chris's nightmare. Sometimes I do have nightmares about it. Speaking of nightmares another one came to life this weekend. 

We went to Galveston this weekend for a fun road trip and Chris's match day for prelim year, that is his intern year. We were not nervous about it at all, just thinking oh we will end up in St. Louis and be there four 4 years. BOY WERE WE WRONG! 

Match day everyone was dressed up wearing either a wife beater saying something to the degree "talk s*$% get hit" and  sporting a tutu, or they were dressed up in a prom dress. Chris of course was wearing shorts, a hat, and sandals. That is the Galveston way Carly said. Also, it was our attitude of this whole thing. Oh we don't need to worry, we know we already matched in St. Louis... 

So when Chris's name was called I screamed and shouted clapping, grabbing my camera. He shmoozed on over to where they were handing out the letters. Then made his way back up and gave the letter to me so I could open it. Carly, Cameron, Robby, and Vanessa were all sitting by us awaiting what was going to happen next. But for me, I already knew what was going to happen. Carly had the camera all ready to go to capture this picturesque moment- a moment where Chris and I would remember forever. It was going to say CONGRATULATIONS you have been matched at St. Luke's in St. Louis MO. As I searched the letter for St. Louis, the only word I found was Nebraska. Wait, Nebraska? Why does it say Nebraska? Then it hit me, OH MY GOSH! My mouth dropped. Of course me and my emotions, I always joked, ya Iv'e heard about wives looking at the letter and just running out of the room crying. This almost became reality, I put my hands up to my face, and I couldn't stop the tears. It just flowed and I didn't care who saw me. I know I know, I'm really not drama for those who know me. I tried so hard to hold it in. But NEBRASKA??! I was so confused... I still can't believe it. 

I prayed before the match and said God where ever you want Chris and I to go, I know it is where we should be and serve. I had no idea he was going to send us to Nebraska. I thought to myself after, Nebraska is where we need to be for a year. For whatever reason I truly believe it. The only way to test your testimony is by challenging it, and I really do have faith that he is sending us there for a reason. ALTHOUGH it would have been nice to have a heads up. I guess it doesn't work like that huh?

Well when life gives you lemons make lemonade or When life gives you lemons when no one is looking, throw them through life’s window and run away. Both is how I feel right now. 

No more surprises this week please!!! I don't know if I can handle it! 

Cameryn

Here are some lovely pictures I took during match day, also note the one where my mouth is dropped when I read the letter.

Chris and I, day at the Galveston Beach

                                                                 Match Day! And acceptance letter!

Before we find out it's Nebraska

After we find out it's Nebraska

Cam and Karly going to Temple Texas

Quick stop at Costco for a dog

My spring rolls and miso soup I made for FHE for Chris when he got home. I even had one with bacon in it for him.