Best mood ever today...

Why?

Ha. NO idea.

I should feel so many things right now...guilt, nervousness, exhaustion, impatience, anticipation, etc.

But I don't. Not right now. Not this moment. Not today.

It's raining, yes. It's freezing cold, yes.

But I'm gonna finish out this work day, go home and make chicken taco soup, put my sweat pants on and just relax.

A girl deserves it every once in a while, no?

Let the rain kiss you.  Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.  Let the rain sing you a lullaby.  ~Langston Hughes

I WILL have this soon. Please? 

I mean, come on, it has the quasi-word "re-grooved" on the cover.

Struggles...

Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, 

but in humility consider others better than yourselves. 

Philippians 2:3 

Trying to remember the selfish ambition part, mostly. I've been on the fence about something pretty big in my life at the moment. It's a hugely tough decision because, no matter the road I take, I lose a little bit. I hurt others, too. Where does the point come where it's okay to be a little selfish for your own good? Should I always be so selfless as to forget what would make me happy and only be concerned with what makes everyone else around me content?

Sometimes I really wish God would just write me a letter telling me what to do and put it in my mailbox. Just about the important things, really. I can handle the small stuff. How do you make a decision and only hope for the best when it could change your entire life?

True love right here, everybody.

Feel that Fire...

He walks into the two-bedroom, single-wide trailer and notices that he can see his warm breath turning into clouds in front of his face. He automatically knows what's wrong with this picture. The furnace, once again, is broken.

Being a guy, he, along with the help of his roommate, has already figured out how to rig the furnace to make it work. Of course, they could have just called the landlord, but that would've been way too easy. His roommate is perched, indian-style in front of the furnace, unlit match in hand.

"Hey dude, I'm fixin' it, just cool out," he says. "Eh okay," he thinks, "guess I'll be keeping this coat on for a while."

The roommate starts the familiar ritual; smack the wall, hit the heater, strike a match and throw it in. Whoosh!

He turns around just in time to see a fan of flames engulf the roommate, for a half-second, and return cozily back into the furnace. Shock. Is he okay?


Strings of smoke are coming off his eyebrows, hair and even out of his nostrils. HA! The roommate's face says it all. He's fine, thankfully, but was that his life he just saw flash before his eyes? Probably so.

Went to church and lunch with the family yesterday. My dad, with a little bit of motivation (usually from me) frequently loves to reminisce about funny happenings of his past. Thought this one was worth sharing...


Hope everyone's Monday was full of sunshine and daisies :)

whycantieatlikethiseverydayandnotbe400lbs?

So I usually keep my blogging to one post a day, just so I'll actually get some work done, but this is just way too important.

Okay, let's talk about Thanksgiving.

Southern Thanksgivings put every other meal in the entire world to shame. It's a fact. KR asked me at work today what we have for Thanksgiving dinner every year. She said 'every year' because you know as well as I do that this meal does not differ. World War III could quite possibly erupt if Aunt Marge forgets her famous corn casserole.

Anyways, I quickly list off all my favorites - mac 'n cheese, turkey, dressing, giblet gravy, sweet potato casserole, green beans with ham hock - and my not-so-favorites (think rutabagas, green peas, etc.), and realize that not one thing that I've just named is even remotely good for me. After about 3 seconds of reflection, I also realize that
I. Don't. Care.

Do people eat healthy on Thanksgiving? Lord, let's hope not.

Do people get up and run before stuffing themselves with tiresome turkey? Please don't.

Work hard that week. Diet. Run your fanny off. Just enjoy the one day of the year when calories don't matter.

Eat, drink and be merry, folks. :)

Choo What?

Dear H & M,

Right now, I feel a mixture of love and hate for you. I love you because you are launching a new Jimmy Choo for H & M line of the most amazing clothes/accessories/shoes known to man. I hate you because this means that I'll be forced to spend money that I shouldn't spend. On take-my-breath-away shoes like these. Do me a favor, send coupons? Ha.

Until next time,

*C*