The Way I See It #31

"Risk-taking, trust, and serendipity are key ingredients of joy. Without risk, nothing new ever happens. Without trust, fear creeps in. Without serendipity, there are no surprises."

-- Rita Golden Gelman, Author of Tales of a Female Nomad. She has had no permanent address since 1986.

The Way I See It #27

"Do not kiss your children so they will kiss you back but so they will kiss their children, and their children’s children."

-- Noah benShea, Poet, philosopher and author of Jacob the Baker, Jacob’s Journey and Remember This My Children.

The Way I See It #51

Americans spend an average of 29 hours a week watching television - which means in a typical life span we devote 13 uninterrupted years to our TV sets! The biggest problem with mass media isn't low quality - its high quanitity. Cutting down just an hour a day would provide extra years of life - for music and family, excercise and reading, conversation and coffee.

-- Michael Medved
Author of Right Turns and radio talk show host

(Yep. From my Starbucks cup again)

Gotta Love It

So my roommate hasn't paid her rent yet. Again. She's lived with us for 8 months now, and probably at least 5 months out of the 8 she's been late paying rent. And several times when she's late paying it, she like disappears for a week before she pays it. I don't know what the heck she's doing, but it's not good. For her or anyone! If she would just come out and tell me "Hey, I don't have it all right now, can we work something out?" Or something. I wouldn't be so mad. But the fact is, she doesn't do that. She avoids me at all cost. It's stressful for everyone involved.

Ok, enough about her. Matthew's birthday was on Monday. It was so much fun. I took him to Hard Rock Cafe. It's his fave restaurant ever. He hadn't been to the one here in Nashville, so he was so excited. I didn't tell him where we were going, but when we got close to Broadway, he was like, "Where are we going..... We're getting close to Broadway.....that's where Hard Rock is!" SO funny.

I gave him a cd he's been asking for for like a month. And I gave him a gift certificate that I made for 2 tickets to the Grand Ole Opry. He gets to pick the show we go see. He liked that gift too. I also bought him a Hard Rock collectors pin. And I ordered a fruit drink in a collector's glass that "I just don't have room for". Hehe. I know. I rock. LOL!

So Saturday is Valentine's Day. It's also our 3 month anniversary. I was bummed about it because Matthew has to work his second job all weekend. No one was allowed to request off because of Valentine's Day. Well, he found out last night that he is scheduled early on Saturday, so he won't have to close, and his boss gave him Sunday off!! YAY! So we're going to celebrate on Sunday.

Well, I guess that's all for right now. Maybe I'll post again soon. L8R!

The Way I See It #299

"There is a subtle difference between a mission and a promise. A mission is something you strive to accomplish - a promise is something you are compelled to keep. One is individual, the other is shared. When a mission and a promise are one and the same... that's when mountains are moved and races are won."

 

-Hala Moddelmog

President and CEO,

Susan G. Komen for the Cure

 

(Taken from my Starbucks cup this morning)

This week...

I haven't updated much lately. I know. Guess I just haven't had much to say.

We started a Bible Study class for single women in their 20's. It's at my mom and dad's house. We've been meeting every Monday for a month now. It's really awesome. My mom is teaching us to really study the Bible. We have memory verses, and she gives each of us different passages to look up and study, so the next week we each tell about what we've learned.

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I'm bored. I have so many things I want to do, but I can't get the motivation to do any of them. I mean, I'm getting sick, so I don't feel like doing anything. But still. I have like 15 library books to read. 5 movies to watch. Etc etc etc. I wish I could work from home. I would have more time to do stuff. I mean, at work, I feel like I waste time. Because I get stuff done, or sit on hold for hours. And the whole time I'm thinking about the stuff I need to do at home. Ugh.

Anyways. Bed time. LATER!

Brentwood

So the other night, my sister and I were on our way home from church in Brentwood. We stopped to get gas, since my tank was on the edge of empty. It was really very annoying because the pump didn't have the little catch on it to keep it pumping without having to hold it the whole time. So, there I was, holding the pump. Freezing. There was a Jeep in front of us. There was no one standing by the car, so I couldn't tell if they were inside the store, or sitting in the car. All of a sudden, gas starts SPEWING out of the Jeep's tank. I mean, everywhere!

"OH MY GOSH! HELLO!" I looked in my car and got my sister's attention and pointed at the Jeep. I was still holding my pump, now carefully watching the gallons I'm putting in so MY car doesn't do the same thing. My sister JUMPS out of the car and RUNS to the Jeep and stops the pump. Then, the driver of the car, (a teenager obviously from Brentwood) gets out and says "Oh my gosh! The little thing didn't go off! Oh well. Eww gross!" (She had to touch the gas on the cap to put it on!)

After we got back in the car, my sister said that she heard the girls in the car saying "What is she doing?!" (When they saw her run towards their car) We kept saying "Oh my gosh. Like, seriously?! Do you not know how to do ANYTHING?!" for like 5 minutes down the road. Crazy Brentwood people. Don't care about anything. Losing money for gas spewing out of the tank. Probably won't think about the gas possibly stripping the paint off the car. Which will cost more money to fix. But why should she care? It's not her money! It's daddy's money.

Needless to say, I can't stand Brentwood people. I used to live there. Most of the people there are very stuck up. For example, when I lived there, the lady I lived with (who is SO not "Brentwood") had a party. Her mom and brother came over the day of the party and COMPLETELY rearranged the house because it didn't look "Brentwood enough". SERIOUSLY?!?!?! So stuck up. Don't get me wrong. I love her mom to death. But dude. There's more to life! I'd rather have my house a little messy and spend time with my real friends at my house, than to have everything freakin SPOTLESS and have a ton of people who I can't really stand in my house. Ya know?

I guess it's just me. Oh well. Enjoy.