The girls.

Oh man. I love these new sisters of mine - hermanas mias.

I just have a few minutes before small groups, but last night was a riot, and I wanted to jot some memories down.

For one thing, a week ago, on Saturday, I challenged all the girls to a one-week dessert fast, from Sunday to Saturday, since we eat like royalty down here, and the brownies are bountiful, to say the least. We all shook on it.

Possibly an oversight on my part: we had conferences here all week. So we find ourselves faced with the apple crumble on Sunday, our first night of the fast. All seems well, until... Paola caves, and eats three.

The rest of the week was a slow, downhill slide, until I at last gave in as well and had some delicious pineapple upside-down cake on Friday night. Oops! :)

And, just before I go, I wish I had the right cable for my camera... I need to post some pictures. The picture I'm craving to post right now is of our room. Last night, while Paola, Michaela, and I were already in bed, lights off, I was off whining about how I'm afraid that Paola, on the bunk above me, will break the bed and smash my head. It creaks, it shifts, and I can push up the entire bunk with my feet. Freaky!

We were suddenly struck with a brilliant idea: remove the bed from the posts, and make one giant, three-mattresses-across bed by placing hers between mine and Michaela's. Done. Michaela then raised the complaint of not being able to get to the bathroom easily in the dark, so we decided to move the bed to the foot of Michaela's, further from the bathroom, right in front of our single dresser. We began to shift, but Michaela's bunk gave us quite the hassle... we ended up having to lift the bed on like a 60-degree angle to get it past, dumping off Paola's sleeping bag, as well as all of our binders and books I'd stacked on it to clear the floorspace.

And so it is, until we get a room check, I guess... there are some sort of furniture rearranging rules we're to abide by, but really, who's going to look those up in the middle of the night?

On another note, we started the Father Heart of God this morning. I am so excited... tearing up within the first 5 min. This man, Joe Ferrante, has good things to say.

And now I'm late! Love you all.