Thank you for all your prayers.

So, yesterday, August 4th around 11:30pm Jen gave birth to a baby boy. The thing is, he was over 7lbs when he was born (too big to be a preemie), so we figure either a doctor goofed on her due date and she really was at full term or he was going to be one BIG baby!

Kurt and Jen had been hoping for a girl, since they already have two boys, so they didn't have a name picked out for the poor kid!

I guess today they got everything worked out and he finally has a name...

Talen Joseph Pitterle

He joins big brothers Lauton and Carter in the Pitterle Family. (Unique names, right?)
Well, that's the update! And once again, Thanks!

Asking for Prayers

Sun Burnt

Exhausted. That is what I am. Exhausted.
And the following weeks show no signs of causing my exhaustion to lessen.
Yes, the kids are keeping me busy and on my toes, but it's actually my fellow co-workers that are causing my exhaustion. I'm so tired of drama being a part of my job description. At both of my jobs, Hallmark and the YMCA, it seems to have become a common theme among the coworkers and I'm just so very, very tired of it all. How long before everyone realizes that drama doesn't help anything, but rather makes things worse and conditions at our jobs and we can expect no improvements until we can all put our differences aside and learn to get along and work together. * sigh *

Also, for the last two weeks of camp I will be having around 40 campers in my group rather than 12. Rob, the other counselor I work with, is leaving for school, so I will have his group along with mine as well as the group of kids my supervisor is supposed to be in charge of, but never watches (instead, she goes into her office and checks her email for hours or takes three hour trips to Wal-Mart and returns with nothing). To make matters even more interesting, some of the kids in the groups I will be getting are.... well, let's just say they have more bad days than good ones, which not only makes the days less fun for me, but also for the other kids because rather than doing fun stuff, I have to stop what everyone is doing and take care of the behavior of certain campers. * Sigh * What a challenge these next two weeks are going to be. (Say a Prayer for Me Please).
Don't get me wrong, even with everything listed above, I still love my jobs and, surprisingly, I love working with kids more and more everyday. I really feel that God speaks messages to me through them because everyday I learn more and more and more about myself as a person, teacher and Christian. It has been a summer of growth for me, but I am about ready to go back to school.
I miss people. I miss Crunch Wrap runs, I miss having someone to stay up late with, I miss Jake's coffee, I miss Mario Kart, I miss dinner with people, I even miss watching Pride and Prejudice over and over and over again!!!! I Miss Olivet.
(Only 3 More Weeks Though!)

And to close this post, a story about my sunburn. Today, our camp went to a water park. This morning, I put my bathing suite on under my shorts and T-Shirt. I then applied sunscreen on my arms, legs and face, making note that I would have to have another counselor help me put some on my back when we got to the park. After getting lost for 45 minutes and getting headaches from being dehydrated, we finally got into the park and I was ready for the lazy river (which was my agenda for the entire day). Before I got into the water, I had Katie help me with sunscreen for my back, like a good girl.
Well, I did lie on an inner tube on my stomach all day in the lazy river and my back is a nice shade of brown. What isn't a nice brown, but rather an angry red, is the beck of my upper legs. You see, when I put sunscreen on my legs in the morning, I only put it on up to where my shorts came down to on my legs. When I got to the park, the thought never even crossed my mind that I needed to put sunscreen on my legs in their entire. (I guess having to worry about 12 kids and their sunscreen woes plus having no desire except to get in the water will make you forget such details). Silly me, I'll never make that mistake again.
So, now I am very, very, very sun burnt and it hurts to sit or lay on my back.
The End

I'm going to go to bed.
Night

Thaddues

*Copied and Pasted from my Bloop*

So, while I wait for the rest of my permission slips for my campers to finish printing, it's time for a quick update about my car, Thaddeus.

This past weekend I drove up to Jon to get my air conditioner fixed (it hasn't worked in two years). My Friday started out with me being the only counselor for groups 1-5. Meaning Me vs. 70 kids. Yup.... 70. With a few purple sheets home to parents, a more than few time outs, and one vomit clean up, I survived the day actually in high spirits.

As I left work, I prepared myself for the two and a half hour drive I had from Plainfield to Jon's house in Champaign. I hopped on I-55 and was doing pretty well until about 5 minutes later when I hit... *Bum Bum Bum* construction traffic. The construction was four miles ahead of me and I at first decided to wait it out. An hour later of sitting in said traffic, I had only moved a mile and a half and decided to call my parents and find an alternate route. So, I get off the expressway and call my parents who inform me that I have to make turns onto two roads to get me past the traffic and back onto the interstate. I made the turn onto the first road fine, but the second is where I got messed up. A little agitated that it had taken me two hours to go only 15 minutes from my house, I was concentrating on finding the road more than anything until I saw a cop. Not really knowing what the speed limit was I slowed down and my heart did a little flip... until the cop pulled a U-turn sending me into a full panic. The cop followed me for some way and then turned onto another street, much to my relief.
Turns out, in my panic however, I had missed the second street I had to turn onto! Getting more and more frustrated, I called my parents again for another route. I was told to stay on the road I was on, hop onto I-55 and back track North until the exit to go to Wilmington. Figuring having to backtrack 10 or 15 minutes wasn’t so bad, I continued on my course, found the interstate and began heading north. Forty five minutes later, I was still back tracking north and waiting for my exit. Three hours after leaving work, I finally got to my exit. (A drive that usually takes about 15 minutes).

The rest of my drive was pretty uneventful. My car started violently shaking if I went above 65mph due to my lumpy tire, it started to rain and I got a nice blister on the back of my foot from driving 5 hours straight (and not having cruise control), but at least I got to Jon's in one piece!
Of course, Jon was prepared with Roses and Chocolate for me when I (finally) got to his house. Two things that were definitely welcome after a drive like that.

The rest of the weekend was nice. Jon and I spent some time together and with his family. Thaddeus not only got his air conditioner fixed, but also got a new tire, a new water pump, a full tank of Ultimate gas and washed (he is one of the happiest cars out there) I was also a very happy camper because Jon's dad was able to install all of the above parts for free and I didn't even have to pay labor costs (although I did get his dad a $100 gas card as a thank you... he probably saved me at least $1,000).

Sunday night, just as I was leaving Jon's for the drive home, I decided it was too beautiful of a night for the air conditioning and decided to roll down the windows and enjoy the breeze. Good thing I did because just as I turned off the air conditioner, Thaddeus started making a not-so-happy noise and started smoking! Jon and I got his dad out to my car and he determined that when my air was turned off, a part of the air conditioner moved over and was rubbing against my car causing the noise and the smoke (in layman's terms).
Unfortunately, there was no way for him to fix it without his tools back at his work, so I ended up staying at Jon's again Sunday night and went in Monday morning at 7:00am to have Thaddeus fixed (for the last time I hoped!)

Once Thaddeus had been readjusted he was again very happy and I was finally able to get back on the road and drive straight from Champaign to work. This time the drive took me the actually two and a half hours rather than five and I arrived at work only 45 minutes late.

That is all the update I have time for for now.
I really have to sleep... it's going to be a very, very, VERY long day tomorrow (I'll update about camp and such another time).
Please say a prayer for me to have patience and a strong stomach tomorrow!

Night.