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I missed Thanksgiving so happy Black Friday! Friday is my family's Thanksgiving feast so I'm super excited. But as I said before, I care more about seeing family than I do actually eating the Thanksgiving food. In fact, I don't even know that I ate meat today. I've gotten to a point where I really don't care much for meat. Please don't crucify me for that. I'm not saying it shouldn't be eaten, just that I don't really care to eat it.
Bible class has been very interesting lately. I like seeing people defend what they believe to be true. I think the topic of weddings and funerals in the building is a very emotional topic for so many people. Do you feel strongly one way or the other?
I'm just curious, what kind of things do you do to make sure visitors return to services? We discussed this sort of thing the entire way home from Beaumont and I was actually very pumped up to get started. So, my friends, 30. 30 is my magic number. By my birthday (which is December 28th, in case you've forgotten), I am pledging to send 30 notes. These may be sent to visitors, current members, or past members but they will be sent! I'm good at making cards, writing in them and addressing them but I'm horrible at getting them IN the mailbox. Sad, yeah? 30 is around 1 a day. I think I can handle that.
I have a new favorite thing in the entire world. I love seeing people throw fits and tantrums because of the crowds and long lines on Black Friday. Really? The lines would be a little shorter if you'd take your sour attitude and go home. So many people were very polite but those few sour faces made me laugh. And I guess at that point I only laughed because I didn't want it to ruin my mood.
I was so blessed today by my family. I hurt for those who are not happy with their families. Please know I'm praying for you. You should always feel like you can be yourself with your family. Don't get me wrong... my family has its peanuts, walnuts, pecans, and cashews. Some of those are fun to put in a pretty dish and laugh at. Some are the ones you want to grind up and make into a more useful butter. Some you keep in the pantry to be polite since they were a gift, even though you don't like them at all. ;) I love my family. Generally speaking, I even like my family. They make me smile and make me laugh like no one else can.
Favorite new song: Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat
Favorite new lyrics:
Snow White is doing dishes again cause
What else can you do
With seven itty-bitty men?
Sends them to bed and calls up a friend
Says will you meet me at midnight?
The tall blonde lets out a cry of despair says
Would have cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair
I'll have to find another tower somewhere and keep away from the windows
'cause I don't care for your fairytales
You're so worried about the maiden though you know
She's only waiting on the next best thing
Okay, I'm out my lovelies. By the way, I got some awesome red shoes today that perfectly match a new polka dotted dress. Right now I have one shoe sitting on the counter and I am loving just staring at it. It's shiny, it's tall, it's pretty and I love it. LOVE it. I love that simple things like shoes can amuse me.
Any good bargains? Good food? Good recipes? Great blessings? Love to all.
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Now I'm just over compensating! I found myself rather unfulfilled from my last post which means I know you probably rolled your eye at the lack of substance. Although I wish I could dazzle you with my deep thoughts, I don't really have many. Ha! So instead you get my incessant ramblings. (Although, at this point, I am reminded of a line from a favorite song by Ursula... "After all dear, what is idle prattle for?")
"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." Ah, plagiarizing John Lennon, you speak well. I think this mentality has gotten me to the point where I'm against making plans. Don't get me wrong... I have way too many plans for my own good but as far as long term plans? I'm taking it as it comes. I mean, I'm already living plan B. Perhaps even plan C. It's a good thing I don't actually number my plans. I might be on plan XG by now.
I started thinking today about plans after Charlie Gant mentions that God can open doors that we cannot shut and He can shut doors that we cannot open. Then as I turned to the scriptures I found an old note that I wrote in my Bible about how sometimes our Plan B is God's Plan A. Honestly looking at life, I crack up. I'm so glad that God knows better than myself. But, just for a moment, let's humor the 'if' statements. If I had found a roommate in Florida, I'd be a teacher right now. If I had known exactly what school I was applying to, I would have attended Sam Houston (Yeah, that's a long story...) If I would have attended Sam Houston, I would not have been able to major in Communication Disorders, as they do not have the program. Had I been called for half a dozen other jobs considered in Nacogdoches, I would not have worked for TCL Insurance, in which I would have never gotten my insurance license. Had I not worked in that horrible situation of babysitting, I might never have gotten sick. Had I never gotten sick, I would have never realized my need to go to the Iridologist. Had I never gone to the Iridologist, I would have never been in the health I am now (which is quite good). Had I roomed with Brooke, I would have never roomed with Amy. Had I never lived with Amy, I would have never dated Marcus. Had I never dated Marcus, I would have never moved to Killeen and never have worshiped with some AMAZING people. Oh, and Jesse and Tiffany would have never met and married. Heh. I would have never been blessed to be seen by some of the best doctors in the US. Had M been baptized on MY timing, we'd probably still be together. Instead I'm living in Houston meeting wonderful people, visiting old friends and getting in trouble as much as possible. Oh and the trouble is good. VERY good. Trouble makes me smile.
SPEAKING of trouble... I got my dog a t-shirt that says Happy Howlidays. Now, I don't usually dress my dog. It's really only this time of year that I do it but it makes me laugh. For those of you that think that dogs are not meant for dressing, don't fret. I already took it off. :)
Poor puppy. The rest is from Christmas this past year.
I'm so happy to be living plan B and I'm even more happy in my confidence that this is God's plan A.
Now, I'm finished. Done. The End. Fin.
"Elegance of language may not be in the power of all of us; but simplicity and straightforwardness are. Write much as you would speak; speak as you think. If with your inferior, speak no coarser than usual; if with your superiors, no finer. Be what you say; and, within the rules of prudence, say what you are."
Alford
One side note? Who knew sweet potatoes, carrots, tomatoes, beets, oranges, white grapes, apples, strawberries and bananas could taste so good mashed together and liquefied? |
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You know the type. The type that doesn't respond to e-mails on time or post regularly. I don't INTEND to be that person, it is just... happening. I read an e-mail and intend to answer it after pondering the issue for a moment then I forget. It's a nasty habit, really. I'm not going to make a resolution about it though. It seems that resolutions are made for breaking. Well, except my New Years Resolution. The one that says that I won't tan (or burn) all year. 2 years strong baby! I do suppose an allergy to the sun will do that to you though.
V8 is for old people, right? You'd think they'd make it much easier to open so that the old arthritic hands could open it. Whew. Oh well. I have to get my veggies somehow. I'm not keen on eating food for food, as Kelly would say. Smart kid.
I went up to Tyler last weekend to visit my Iridologist and to see my Cristy. Goodness, there's totally a reason why we're friends. If I were to have had a long lost sister, that's Cristy. I'm kind of going through withdraws right now. She tried to sneak drinks in to the movies in her purse and came out with a wet, broken cell phone. Ha! I told you we're like sisters! I have a new round of herbs to try in an effort to get a not so depressed liver. Silly, I know. All I know is that I have seen results from them. Did I mention that the doctors do not suspect lupus at all anymore?
I am SO stinking excited about Thanksgiving. Okay, honestly, who cares about the food? It's nice and all but we could have pizza for all I care. It's the FAMILY I want to see. I don't see my family nearly enough! Then again, I might say that even if I saw them every day.
Goodness y'all. I feel boring! Would it be so much to ask for y'all to give me something to talk about??
:) Since I'm boring, here are a couple pictures to tide you over. Happy Sunday!
My hair may be short, but it still fits in pig tails!
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The surgery went as well as can be expected and I am so thankful for all your prayers. Please pray the recovery process is an easy one for him.
I usually do not have a wide enough knowledge of medicine for me to understand the medical jargon and whether or not it is used appropriately on the popular medicine shows. However, the little bit I do understand does not match my irritation that I feel when someone loses someone in surgery and it shows the person walking out of the hospital alone. I always find myself feeling lonely while asking "where is his or her family? Where is the person's brethren?" A person should never have to sit alone in a waiting room. Never. Throughout all my surgeries, I had MANY people visit my parents in the waiting room. To each and every one of you that visited me in the hospital, the waiting rooms, or at home: Thank you. |
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pray for my grandfather who will be having surgery today.
Thanks
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