Tablecloths and tears...

Ok so I had a cryfest over table cloths, well it wasn't the table cloths, but the disappointment that triggered the cryfest. We are trying to make this dinner more elegant, so we hoped to avoid plastic table clothes.  David made some calls and found a rental place that would allow us to rent them for the cost of the cleaning, which was about the same cost of buying dumb plastic. YAY! ....So I thought, but today when he went into to make sure the colors matched, the lady informed him that a bridal shower called (after she promised them to us) and added more to there order, taking all of the color we needed.  He called me to see if one of two other colors was ok... neither of which worked with our color scheme.... so yes I cried.  I didnt even answer him, I just cried.  He promply got off the phone with the promise to call me back after he left the store.  I know table cloths are not what matters, I have just had a rough week.  Someone I love dearly is going through a very painful ordeal, and I have been running a low grade temp, and I have too much to do to be sick.  It seems as though even those who have decided to help have been under massive attack.  I have never faced more opposition or attack from the enemy than I have since we started thia adoption process.  All I have to say is if the enemy thinks he can stop me from doing what God has called me to do he is nuts..... Anyway, my sweet hubby is trying no to fix the situation with the tables, and if I "have to" I can buy plastic... I will let you know how it turns out.