Monday, April 26, 2010
One of my worst fears while driving on the freeway aside from crashing, and accidentally getting stuck in the carpool lane when I'm driving by myself is accidentally ending up on the toll road and not having any money to pay said toll. What actually happens If you don't have enough money? Do you just run through it? Do you wait till everyone behind you gets so annoyed that they offer to pay for you?
Yesterday on my way to have dinner with my aunt and uncle, I somehow managed to get stuck on an unfamiliar freeway. It happened all too quickly and before I knew it I was sitting at a toll booth with no money to speak of. I was already running so late. Dinner was supposed to be at 5:00 and I had fallen asleep. Not only was I late because I was so exhausted, but I was supposed to meet up with my friend matt before dinner as well... and no shower... I was dirty. I hate being dirty.
After leaving matt 45 minutes past 5:00, I raced to the freeway (must pay better attention while stressed). Sitting at the toll booth, and panicking, I threw the contents of my purse, center consul, and pretty much ripped apart my whole car looking for loose change. After checking the car and spending time in the bushes along the toll booth, I was now a dime short. A dime! I prayed and prayed my way to that dime. I thought I would get out of the car one last time to take a look around. People are usually careless when throwing money in the bin. As soon as I opened my door I dropped one of my dimes and now I was two dimes too short. I ducked under my car to look for my dime and low and behold sitting there was a QUARTER!!!
Monday, April 19, 2010
A couple of nights ago my friend natalie and I sat at Harbor House in Laguna to shot the breeze. We talked of nights that were awful. A couple days after describing to her ( in great detail) one of mine from seven years ago, I flew up North to visit my brother and his family. It was then, sitting on the ground near my brother that he asked if I had seen his latest post from his new analog /digital blog. I hadn't. Much to my surprise, it was this picture. One of the pictures from that dreaded day. I just about died when I saw it. Naturally, I called Natalie and laughed my head off. so silly. so silly. ( it wasn't then)
and for those of you who think I'm being dramatic when I say it was an awful night, Im not!!!! It was awful and thats all I'm gonna say.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Refuge, Santa Rosa hosted an art exhibit featuring Brian Mede on friday night. So many people showed up to view his work. It was wonderful. Many of the paintings ministered to me way more than I thought they would. It's so cool how the Lord can use anything and anyone to get our attention.
My brother thought it would be a good idea to make a coffee oreo shake. It was... in theory.
Two weeks ago he made a coffee shake and it was scrumptious. This time he added oreos and WAY more coffee. I was up with my sister in law till four in the morning. Good talk though.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I'm throwing a Bridal shower for my soon to be sister in law in about a week and a half. In my mind the planning couldn't be going any better. Everything is organized and in its place. I have everything right where I want it and no one can put things out of their place. It's wonderful!
In the tangible world you ask? yeah, I pretty much have nothing done. In my defense, and in my opinion, preparation of the mind is half the battle.
The second half of the battle is about to commence, and it will be bloody. Having a tiny budget is daunting but it can definitely be done. let me prove it to you...
During my stroll down to the flying goat for some coffee, I stopped at a thrift store and found some fabric that couldn't have matched better than it does to the theme of the shower. It is a sight to behold. Perfectly perfect, and only 2 Northern California dollars!
Oh and Question for all of you Shower throwing extraordinars: Does anyone have any good idea for shower games that are actually fun? I don't know how many showers I have been to when I thought to myself, "there is no way they're getting me to do that" , and yet somehow I find myself still sitting there with this uncomfortable smile on my face counting the minutes till I can leave..