Books-A-Million

So I went to books-a-million to buy Brinsgr. I totally forgot my brother has our discount card, so I asked the guy up front if I could still use the discount if I didn't have the card. He says yes and I get my book and look around. My mom tells me the guy was watching me the whole time. I then ask her if it was "cute-looking" or "stalking-looking." She says I dunno, but I gonna wait in the car. I decide it was time to check out and leave. And guess who was the only cachier. Him. So I give him my name to use my discount and he rings up my book. I pay without fully looking at the price. I get my stuff and leave. When I get to the car, I look at my reciept cause I had more cash in my hand than I thought I would. The book was like ten bucks. Apparently I got an employee discount. My mom just laughs and we head home.

When I get home, I pull out my book to start reading. On a sheet of paper in my bag, was guess what. "Hi! My name is Aaron. Call me 205-***-****" Can you believe that. I must admit he was kinda cute, but he shouldn't be using his discount for random people. He could get in trouble. And how many girls has he done this too? Hmmmm....

Texas

So, my dad left for Texas today. It's sad to see him leave. It kinda feels loney in the house right now without him.

Well, I guess I should explain why he left. He works for a union and they called for 400 electricans to go to Texas to help with the Hurrican Ike stuff. He is gonna be staying in a hotel with another guy from his union. He gets to be a man and hang with the guys. He is gonna be gone for a couple of months, but it will be over before we know it.

My mom is kinda sad about it. She was crying thirty minutes after he left. It's sad to see her sad, but it's sweet cause she loves him so much. So I will be sleeping in her bed tonight with the girls. Please keep my dad in your prayers.

Human Video

Working with the youth is a lot of fun, but also a lot of hard work. When I was in youth, we had a human video, drama team, and choir. I spent all my time at church and it was so much fun! Ashley Morrison and her husband lead it all and looking back on it; it looked so easy. We never really saw what they did behind the scenes. Even if they were tired, they would never say anything. They are some wonderful servants of God.

Anyways, I love these girls. Some have some hard lives, but they love the Lord and want to serve. They have such big hearts. I am so proud of them and glad that God has allowed me to work with them.

So, we're working on the song "End of the Begining" by David Phelps. On Sunday, we worked on our set-up and worked on the details. Afterwards, we were waiting on Craig for Discipleship. We just listened to the song and Maire asked who sand the song. Jenny told us that it was Stacey. I corrected them, but they said it sounded a lot like him. As I listened, I agreed. Then the girls were like, "How cool would it be if Stacey sung while we did the Human Video?" I asked Stacey to pray and think about it. Even if he denies it, we all think he sounds like David Phelps.

So, all in all, it's going good. I appreciate all the prayers.

Grass

Everyone has a favorite smell. I like the smell of bread, vanilla, rain, but I do think that my favorite is fresh cut grass. Not only that, but I like to cut it. In my crazy days, it about the only time I have to myself. I get to stop and think and reflect on things. It's so soothing. The smell, the sound, the wind. It gets kinda crazy when the girls run around and bark at the lawnmower the whole time, but after we're done, it's nice to lay and roll in it.

Rite of Passage

Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of passage?

His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him
alone.

He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it.

He cannot cry out for help to anyone.

Once he survives the night, he is a MAN.

He cannot tell the other boys of this experience because each lad must come into manhood on his own.

The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises.

Wild beasts must surely be all around him.

Maybe even some human might do him harm.

The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold.

It would be the only way he could become a man!

Finally, after a horrific night, the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.

It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.

He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.

We, too, are never alone.

Even when we don't know it, our Heavenly Father is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us.

When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.

If you liked this story, pass it on.

If not, perhaps you took off your blindfold before dawn.


Moral of the Story: Just because you can't see God, doesn't mean He is not there.

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."
~ 2 Corinthians 5:7 ~

'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'

'MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL'

You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001 . Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK..I am ready to go.'


I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.


I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said. 'Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now.'


I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.


I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.


I was in Texas, Virginia, California, Michigan, Afghanistan I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?


I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me.


Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.


Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; 'Come to Me.. this way... take my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there.


I did not place You in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?


Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found.


Then, at any moment, you know you are 'ready to go.'


I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.



God

Books vs. Movies

I'm reading the first book in a three book series. It's the Inheritance Cycle that includes: Eragon, Eldest, and Brisingr. Recently there was a movie called Eragon and it was pretty good. I thought it had a good story line, so I decided to read the book. And let me tell you, it is good. I think I really do prefer books over movies. I mean, you can use your imagination to create and visualize anything. Movies, not so much. Don't get me wrong, I like to watch movies. For example, I can't wait to see the Twilight movie. But I like to read the books more. Last night we were talking with Missy about the actor who is gonna play Edward. He is cute, but we all agreed that he wasn't what we pictured. And in a book, you can picture Edward anyway you want. :)

So, I just got out of class, cut the front yard, and now... me and the girls (my dogs and kitten) are gonna go outside. I'll let them swim in the pool and play while I lay in the hammock and read.

So... what do you perfer? Books or movies?

Family

We went out to eat after church and while we were waiting, my brother called. He asked if he could borrow my car for a date. (His car isn't the best.) Then someone said that I was a better sister then most. They went on about how they wouldn't ever let their family drive their car. The conversation went on from there, and it kinda disappointed me how the view and ideals of families have changed. I've been at places in my life where when it has been tough on my family, I have given my paycheck to help out the family. I don't say that to brag because my brother has done the same thing. My sister has given up her time and other things. I think a family is about support. We support each other in so many ways. You only get one family. I think you should cherish your family and cover them in love. I am so thankful for the family God has given me. I don't know where I'd be without them. I love them so much and I cherish them each and everyday.

Baseball bats and love

Last night I woke up all of a sudden. I laid there and listened. I noticed that the fan in the hallway sounded off, so I went to check. My backdoor was wide open! I shut the door and run into my room. I grab my baseball bat and start making my way through the house. I checked on everyone and every animal. I couldn't find my dog Sadie. Since no one was in the house, I went outside to look for my dog. I almost started to cry. I can't lose my baby. So with my baseball bat in hand, I go out the door whispering her name. Then I see Big Boy (he's a friendly neighborhood dog who apparently lives at our house) with my baby Sadie. I got onto both of them and went to put Sadie in the house. I look at the back door and see paw prints. I assume that with the wind and Big Boy, the door was pushed open. Either that or it wasn't shut all the way. Satisfied I crawl back into bed. One more problem. My other dog Nikida is in my spot, under my covers, on my pillow. So I get in on the other side of her and go back to sleep.

My dad gets home around four in the morning and wakes me up. He wants to know what's up with Big Boy. My mom, dad, and I go into our backyard and let the ladies pee. I lay down in the hammock and wait. Apparently I fell alseep, cause I woke up with Big Boy, Nikida, and Sadie in the hammock with me. Baseball bats and all, I was loved last night.

No wonder I have weird dreams. I am thankful that I woke up when I did and there wasn't a burgler in the house. Not like there's much to take, but I am thankful non the less.

Dreams...

What do they mean? Some people say that they are our brain's way of sorting things out while we rest. Sometimes it gets confused. Dreams kinda interest me cause I always remember what I dream. Usually it's about something real. Like something coming up or something that just happened. Sometimes, not very often, I dream about werid random things. But for the past two weeks I have had some werid dreams. Not werid in what happens, but werid because it's normal things that could happen. THe only problem is the same person is in every one of my dreams.

For example, last night... I was at a get together (I'll leave the people's names out of it, but it was a lot of people I know) at someone's house. We had BBQ, music, etc. I was jumping on the trampoline with some kids. I went into the house to get something to drink. I go on the porch to talk to some people. I see someone (the person I've been dreaming about) pull up in their car. I turn to my friend and say, "well, that's my cue to leave. See ya'll later." I go in the house and start to tear up. A person asks me if I'm okay. I start crying even more. I talk to this person about the dream person. I go to the bathroom to wash my face. Another person comes and knocks on the door and tells me that the dream person wouldn't mind if I stayed. I get my stuff and I drive away. Still crying. Then I wake up

Two nights ago I was (in my dream) at church. The dream person comes in with a group of people and sit down. All through the service, dream person keeps glancing at me. Church ends and I go out to eat with my friends like normal. Then I wake up.

I have had some crazy and normal dreams, but never the same person night after night. Any ideas?

My Dearest Beloved Darling...

My Dearest Beloved Darling,

I guess you will be surprised when you recieve this letter, but darling I could not hold it off any longer. Darling, there is a question that I must ask you. It has been baring on my mind so long until the pain is begining to hurt. Darling, I lie at night trying to figure out the best way to ask you this question, but everytime I think I have it figured out, the tears begin to flow so bad and the pain in my heart begins to hurt because I'm afraid you won't give me the asnwer I wanna hear to the question I'm about to ask. Darling, Please don't dissapoint me. I want you to sleep on it a while before answering my question. Do you know my darling that a question like this is only asked once in a lifetime. The closer I come to asking this question my eyes fill up with tears and my heart is throbbing and my hand is shaking. I can hardly hold this pen, because the right answer to this question could change both of our futures. So you see why my darling that this question is so important. I'm sure there is another love or maybe two, but believe me darling that doesn't matter as long as you give me a truthful answer to the question I am about to ask. Well, darling... I don't think I can hold it back any longer. It hurts so bad after waiting so long that I'm almost afraid to ask you thins question. But I realize that the only way that I can get any rest is to go ahead and ask it. Darling please don't be angry at me for waiting so long before asking. Well, darling... Here goes... "Will Mickey Mouse ever become a Rat?"

Unashamed Love

At church tonight I prayed with a few girls. As we took prayer requests, I realized how thankful and lucky I am to be working with these kids. One girl's prayer request really stood out to me. She prayed that the people at our church would be set on fire and have a passion for God. That's an important and bold request; especially from a 14 year old. We get done praying and we chat while we wait on the other groups to get done. We talked about her request and then she said something that almost made me cry. She said that she wants people in our church to love God the way I do. She then said that she wants to be like me when she gets to be my age. Wow. I had no idea what to say to that. Luck for me, Tim started to sing again.

The kids are amazing and I see God at work in their lives everyday. I love to hear about their days and what's going on in their lives. I do pray that God grants her request. God is so great to be hidden in our little church. These girls have an unashamed love for our God and they aren't afraid to show it. I am utterly thankful for where God has placed me.

Dr. Jeanny

Today we had our real stock-the-store truck at 6 in the am. It was a little bit rough but we got it done. At the end of turck, April and Clark were putting down the belt and her hand got caught. The skin between her thumb and index finger got caught in the bars. Clark finally got it out and it bleed everywhere. (Same spot as Mary's accident with the exacto knife). Poor girl. I know it had to hurt. But she was a trooper and stayed and worked truck until about 20 minutes ago.

I cleaned and bandaged her and got her going. Everyone who looked at it about threw up, even April. Strangly enough, it didn't bother me. I guess it's a good thing considering I'm going into the medical field. Magee (another manager) said I was a freak. I don't think I am. When I worked at Center Point, I was the only one who would print off this one's guys grusome pics from Iraq and car wrecks. He kinda does what Mary's dad does. It was sad pics but I never felt sick. I told Magee I just have a strong stomach. So all day everyone called me Dr. Jeanny. It'd be nice if I made the money of a doctor. Anyways, pray for April cause I know she'll be in pain later tonight.

Unanswered Prayers?

I was at work today and it was so slow. When it rains no one comes to Walgreens. So, I spent all day all alone doing my work with only the Walgreens Radio to keep me company. Usually everyday is themed on the W Radio. Saturday was 80's themed and today was apparently a new 90's theme. I heard some old school stuff like N'Sync, BSB, and Garth Brooks. Kinda werid to hear him on W Radio. Well, it was his song Unanswered Prayers. It's one of my favorite Garth Brooks songs, so I was just a singing to myself. But then I really listened to the words. I had one of those aha moments. You know how you can listen and sing a song but not really know what it's talking about or really listen to the words... well, that was me. He says that "some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers." I think God always hears and always answers our prayers. They may or may not be answered the way we would like it or answered in the time frame we would like. Whether the answer is a yes, no, or wait and see... doesn't that mean that God answers them all?

These are just some jellios I had in my head today. I am gonna go take a hot shower. We got yet another trusk today. Not Christmas this time. It was Halloween. BOO! And of course I got soaked. I did see Missy drive by. I saw a van, but when I saw her GSM and FV stickers I knew it was her. Peace Out! :)

Mr. Treebush's Friends

So, we lost power last night and I overslept for church. I never sleep past like eight but after I got over the shock of missing church, I realized it was kinda nice to actually sleep in for once. This was until I looked out the window.

The house next door in up for sale and no one has been there for prolly about two months. We had to trim their bushes that line our fence cause it was eating our fence. Well, now their tree branches and whoohaa was laying all over our driveway. Thanks Hurricane Faye! So, we've spent most of the day sawing down branches and cleaning it up. My dad kinda freaked when he heard that we were using his chainsaw while he was at work. I think he just wants to join in on the fun.

Anyways, it looks like I'm gonna miss church again tonight. It sucks but I do need to do some major cleaning to this house.

Hannah Montana and Baby Slobber

I just got home from work and I wanna kill Hannah Montana. Okay... maybe not kill, but very close. We got two Christmas truck today at work. We had to put one up on risers and in bays before the second one got there. It was like three before we ate lunch. And if you know how I eat, I almost died. Okay... not really, but I was so hungry. We got Taco Bell and I ate like seven tacos and cinniman twists. The fruit drinks are really good.

But anyways, back to Hannah... We got so much of her stuff for Christmas. Microphones, wigs, popcorn tins, cocoa mugs, lip gloss, and even Halloween outfits. At one point, I was standing in the middle of the stockroom surrounded by a thousand smiling Hannah Montana faces. It was kinda scary. She's taking over the world. And on top of all that, we have four endstands and the entrance to our store is covered with her stuff. (So Missy, don't bring Lana into any Walgreens until after Christmas.) I know it's only August, but I'm already getting excited about Christmas. It's my favorite time of the year. I just wish I could see snow this year. I'll keep my fingers crossed.


So, last night Jessica and I babysat for some people at church. It was so much fun. We had two babies and three kids. At one point, I had both babies in my arms falling asleep and I had to pee. Then, I feed Ava and I started to burp her. She spit up and caught it with her hand. I was like, "wow! A talented kid!" But before I could wipe off her hand, she high fived my face and neck. It was nice to let the parents enjoy their night without the kidos. Last night made me want some of my own. I can't wait till I have my own family. I only want 5-7 kids and 2-3 dogs. :)

Hurricane Faye is knocking on the door, so I am gonna go crawl into bed and read a book.

Thankful Thursday

I'm finally back to blogging and I titled this bog Thankful Thursday because I do have a lot to be thankful for and I'd like to share it with my wonderful friends.

So, my dad lost his job and it got tough there for a while. But now, he has a new job and to top it off, he works daytime now. That makes my mom happy. And you know what they say, "If mom ain't happy, no one's happy." I'm happy that she's happy.

I started school this past Tuesday and it is 100% paid for. No bills or student loans. I am a little broke at the moment, but hey... I'm a struggling poor college kid. I'm not supposed to have money, right?

Our first Human Video practice is September 7th, and 15 people are signed up to come. I am getting so excited about this. I love these kids so much. I've been practicing some videos and goodness... I dodn't know how much I could accutally sweat. But it's a nice form of worship coupled with excersise.

Work is going pretty good. I got another raise because... well, I did my job and saved the company a pretty amount of money and problems. I work a lot (45-55 hrs.), but it has paid for school and helped my family out. And it doesn't hurt to set a little money aside for my non-Alabama house. :)

All in all, things are getting better. There still are some tough days but they are getting less and less. I still miss Mr. Ostrich and I still pray for him, but I think my heart heals a little more everyday. I have lost some old friends due to drinking, partying, etc. but I have made some wondeful new ones. Sometimes I wonder about my future and tomorrow. Then I remember that God has it already handled. He is all I need and that is enough for me. When God's timing is God's timing it will be so worth it. So, I go to work, school, church, and an occasional midnight run with friends... and I'm happy and very thankful that God has blessed me as he has!

Snuggled and Snoring

You know how people have a special spot to sit in think... ie the toliet, bathtub, kitchen, etc. Well, I have two. Lately I haven't been able to go to my thinking spot at Turkey Creek; mainly because I have been so busy. My other one is (promise not to laugh) snuggled between my babies at night in bed. There is just smoething about the dark and the light snoring of two dogs. Yeah, my dogs snore... and yeah, to me snoring is actually relaxing. But anyways, I got to thinking or more reflecting on the past week or so. A very wonderful person sent me an email that made me bawl my eyes out, but in a good way. They said everything that I kinda already knew but refused to listen to. (I am very stubborn if you haven't noticed.) It's kinda like your mom telling you that outfit doesn't match, but you say whatever cause it's your mom. But when you get to school and your friends tell you it's a whole nother story. Well, the same thing is happening here. I know what God wants me to do, but I have been stubborn. It's only when the email and April said the same thing that I listened. It does break my heart to back up and let God handle it. I've already invested my heart, time, and energy into it. Not to mention, breaking almost all of my rules :). I know that deep down, I could spend the rest of my life serving God and be completly happy. I want His will and glory to be seen. Right now, he wants to use me to work with these kids at church. God has always meet my needs and sometimes my desries. He knows that I desire a large family and handsome husband, but I know now that when the time is right it will perfect. I have to remeber "I am Third!"

Thanks so much for being true friends! I can't tell you how much it means. I ask that you guys pray for the kids tomorrow. And Missy and Valerie, I would love to do joint human videos and songs with you guys. That would be awesome. Oh, and I don't mind seeing that movie with you guys. I hope you don't mind a little 21 year old tag-a-long ;)!

**Never question in the darkness what God has given you in the light.**

Yah!!!!

My favorite author, Nicholas Sparks, has another book turning into a movie. If you don't know, he wrote the Notebook and Message in a Bottle. Both of those were turned into movies- at least the Notebook was a good movie; Message in a Bottle, not so much. Anyways, I meet him once at a book signing. All of his books are set in North Carolina, so I asked if they were real places. He said yes. I decided that I was gonna add these North Carolina places to my "List of Places to Visit." So I was super excited when my friend sent me the youtube trailer for his new movie, Nights in Rondanthe. It's a good book, so I can only imagine how the movie will be. So, I hope you enjoy and maybe come with me when it comes out :).

In other news, my dad is doing all right. He went back to work tonight. And Craig gave me permission to start a Human Video team with the girls at church. YAH!!!! I am gonna make an annoucement on Wednesday and have them sign up. Hopefully, we'll have our first practice the following Sunday! Be in prayer for these girls. And yeah, I think I'm doing better. Time heals all wounds, right?

Can't Sleep

You ever have one of those nights where you can't sleep, no matter what? Well, that's my night. I have so much on my mind that I can't seem to let it go for five minutes to fall alseep. So, here I sit... maybe if I write them out... I can sleep.

Well, last night my dad got hurt pretty bad at work. He hurt his shoulder and his head. I felt really halpless cause he works over night in Gadsen and I couldn't go get him. (I am so geologically challeneged!). He says he's okay now... I think he only says that because he's doped up on pain meds. But I still worry. He is the only father I have. I think I worry so much about the four family members I have because they are all that I have.

Then... there's the whole Mr. Ostrich thingy. Last night was a good way not to think about it, but I have to come back to reality sooner or later. So, here's the thing... At first I was patient and everything, but I really figured that it would turn to anger sooner or later. And it's werid because it hasn't. Why? I mean, after everything he has told me, I do still think he is being a little selfish about his problems. So, I got to thinking. Wednesday, I prayed for his whole court thing. With him not talking to me, I never wished him any bad luck. I prayed that God's will be done and that he would move in his life. I'm not angry at him either. Is there something wrong with me? Well, that's what I thought at first. It kinda hit me tonight, the answer... it's not me at all. I think if it was me, I would be angry and hate him, but I don't. It's God changing my mind. I know we all know the verse about "renewing of our minds," I never really thought all too much about it until tonight. God IS changing to way I think about things and about how I pray. I don't say that to brag... okay... maybe I do... on God! I'm still frustrated about the situation cause I really wish he would talk to me, but it means more to me that he gets his life and relationship together with God and that God's glory will be seen.

I know that a lot of it stems from the inabilty of my heart sometimes. My mom says it is my weakness and greatest strength. I always give my whole self and whole heart, so when it gets broken it hurts a lot.

Which brings me to my last thing. I am so fed up with being the good girl sometimes. I am so at the point in my life where I want to start settling down and starting a family. One problem... no groom. I am tired of hearing that this boy of that boy needs friendship and prayer instead of me. It hurts, but then again I feel helpless. My first boyfriend and I got engaged and then one day he said he didn't love me any more. I see him around Center Point sometimes... he is a father and has dropped out of school. He was my first love and I know a part of me will always love him... so I do pray for him every now and then. The whole time we were together, he faked going to church because he "loved me." Then my second boyfriend, he was a pot head (literally) and he asked me out like three times. I finally said yes, after he had gotten saved and it was like 5 months later. Our relationship, I think, was more of a starter up Christian thing. After I broke up with him, he went right back to pot and drinking. I still pray for him too. The list goes on with two other guys, but the story never changes. I get to tired of being there and scraficing for others. Where is my knight in shining armor? I know that God's timing is the best, but I can't help feeling frusrated now.

And to top it all off... before we went to North Carolina I did like someone and we went on like two dates, but nothing I guess came of it. So, I meet Mr. Ostrich and it seemed to be working out all right. Now here I sit, a month later, and the guy from before was totally sweet to me last night at the pool party. Those feelings kinda came back a little. Who the crap do I like? Who do I wait on to grow up a little? Do I forget them both? I have no idea. I know that I'm not gonna turn from 21 to 50 in two seconds, I just don't wanna be the crazy old lady with a million pets.

These are just my Jellio's on my mind. I think if I sleep at the foot of my bed, I may be able to sleep better... Well, I guess that's it. I'm off to bed! Thanks for listening.

Walgreens Girls Night Out!

With all the stuff that has been going on this past two weeks, I have really been looking foward to tonight. Tonight at 10:00 at Books-A-Million, they had a release party for the book Breaking Dawn. So, since all of us at work are reading the Twilight books, we decided to go. It was a lot of fun, cause a lot of people really dressed up and we made fun of a lot of things. I would really have to tell you the stories of all these people in person.

So, we got our books and decided to go eat. After Waffle House was full, we went to Whataburger. We acted like a bunch of crazy girls who haven't seen each other in years. We were all talking and laughing. There were ten of us (and my brother-the only guy)and no one else in Whataburger. So I guess it didn't matter how loud we got. Then like ten guys walked in. Lets just say, we had a lot of fun ;)!

So, we then decide to leave. We roll the windows down, blasted loud rap music, and traveled through Trussville and Center Point. Mind you that there are very few cars. So naturally, we got pulled over. Since I was the lead car and the oldest I got in trouble. Now I sit here in jail... J/K! We got a lecture and we left.

We had a lot of fun! It was nice to forget about my worries, troubles, and everything and just got out and have fun and act immature for one night. I can't wait until our next Walgreens Girls Night Out!

Wacky Wednesday

So... last night was great! I was invited to go hang out but I didn't know where we were going. We ended up going to church last night. It was great, but kinda werid at the same time. I went with my friend April from work. From there we meet up with Charley (my best friend), her friend Diana (who went to the same school with me at Erwin, but never knew her... but she knew me... and works at another Walgreens), Priscilla (who went to school with me too), Priscilla's husband and baby, Ashley and her husband with their two kids (too cute), and Adam (friend of Ashley's). It was nice to see all these people again, but all at church? I was thankful none the less. It was a lot of fun and the message was guess what?... on paitence and trusting God's plan. It hit me hard but I'm glad it did. We decided to all go again next week. Pray that this changes my friends minds and views of God and maybe some of them get saved.

So... at work. It is still crazy. The same guy who robbed us robbed another Walgreens later that night. So all day, we were looking over her shoulder. We have cops and dectecives everywhere. Mr. B lectured me on how I acted in the situation. He said if I every did that again, he would fire me. (I'd have to tell the whole story to you in person).

So... at school. My application is there, so all I gota do is come up with 150 dollars and register for my class. I think things may work out.

Anyways, thanks for all the prayers and keep praying tomorrow! Gota go cook dinner before church... it's roman noodles! YES!

Blogs and Robberies

So, I woke up in the middle of the night because of a dream. Not a nightmare that you wake up all in a sweat and are screaming; but it was just one of those dreams where you wished you could forget the images you just dreamed. I'm so werid cause I always remember my dreams when I wake up. And it's werid too, cause it usually about something coming up or just happened. They are so real that it could happen in real life.

But anyways... forget my weridness. I love this whole blogging thing. I'm not too good with expressing my feelings. (I guess it goes back to my tom-boy childhood.) So, after I wake up, I decided to get on the computer to kill some time before I went back to bed. I got here on my blog and wrote everything out. I wrote about how I was feeling with the whole school thing, Mr. Ostrich, friends, the past, future.. well, you get the point. When I was done, I reread it. Mind you, I'm crying the whole time (good thing no one was up, I hate for people to see me cry). So, I deleted my blog and started over. This time with a prayer. It was even longer. Although I did delete both of those, it felt so nice to express what I was feeling. I know it's kinda sad that I did it with an electronic box, but it made me feel so much better. I don't know what's gonna happen in the future, but I know that Jesus will always be with me. Keep praying for us and especially on Thursday! Thanks :)

So, in other news... we got robbed today at work. Over 1200 dollars! It was crazy and scary at the same time. So, we spent most of the day talking to the cops, detectives, reviewing tapes. It was crazy today. I don't know why cops have to stand so close to you. It kinda gave me the creeps. But, at least today is over. I'm gonna head out with some friends tonight; maybe act my age? So, gota go get ready...

Yet another bump in the road...

I spoke with Jeff State, yet again, without any luck. They are still processing my application. I fear that if they stall any longer I won't be able to register and get the ONE class I need. And to top it all off, I can't start PT school until January 2010, because I have to have both anatomy classes done by the deadline (which is Sept. 5th). So, until then, I have three semesters to take two classes. I kinda wanted to be done with school by then. Oh, well. What can you do, right?

In other news, I finished my book, Twilight. It was flippin amazing. I think it is The Notebook worthy love story. I just couldn't put it down. So, I went out and bought the second one. Reading these books and watching stuff like the Notebook, kinda makes me wonder if true love fairy tales really do exist?

Well, anyways... in other other news. Mr. Chick-fil-a got arrested. Yah!