Hooray!

The fugitives are caught!  There have been two escaped convicts from Louisiana in Jackson since Wednesday night.  They finally came out today and stole a Madison County Parks and Recreation truck, tied up the worker, and drove around trying to get away.  They got to Memphis, where they crashed the truck, and then were caught. I'm really wanting to know where they drove.  I heard there was a sighting of that truck near our neighborhood this afternoon, which is feasible, but not confirmed, with the time that they crashed in Memphis.  If they were trying to get away, then they could've come this way to go around roadblocks.  Both hand guns were loaded and ready to go, as well as the two shotguns ready to be unlocked and used.  Can't ever be too prepared.

Daylight savings time has smacked me in the face.  It doesn't help that I was already tired, but this time change has messed me up.  I hate getting up in the dark, however, it is nice that it's still barely light outside now and it's after 7.

My wonderful husband made ham, egg and cheese sandwiches tonight for our family because I was stuck to the computer listening to the scanner.  It was RIGHT after I left the computer that the reports came out that they were caught.  Of course.  Every time I type caught, I add an er.  I'm pretty sure I'm used to typing daughter.

My husband wants to start a Bible study.  This is a huge step in leadership for him, and a gigantic step out of his comfort zone.  I'm so excited and can't WAIT to be a part of it.  I think we're going to aim for Wednesday evenings.  We're going to have it at one of the houses of the people in our Sunday school class.  He emailed everyone in our SS class, and everyone that has responded has been extremely positive and supportive to the point of volunteering their houses, and stating how much they're on the same page right now because they feel like they want to be getting so much more out of SS lessons and Bible study.

I feel like a big ball of anxious has been released now that the fugitives are caught.  It's not really that I thought they'd come to our house, but it made me nervous to go anywhere.  Plus the place where they'd been hiding is basically on the road where Dusty drives to work.  I knew they'd escaped from the police around where he drives every morning, but I was hoping they'd gone elsewhere.  Guess not.  It's just a nice relief.  Wish I was able to release that anxiety to God instead of holding on to it myself.  Maybe that's just not something I'm able to do, but maybe I'm just lacking in my faith and trust that He will really take it away and I want to keep that control.  Oh woe is me.  :) Not really.  Just sounds like it. :)