where has the time gone?

hmmm. I apologize for the lack of writing. *sigh* my busy life is getting the better of me. Well.....my definition of busy. I mean, i still had time since yesterday afternoon at like 4pm to read two novels. I know, I know. crazy. But then again, I never did claim to be normal. There is not a whole lot happening, however, to keep people posted on.

Being a hymn singing person, with hymn singing people reading this (most likely), I would like to share with you a little something that I found
(just for future reference, I will not be handing out where I got these...it is from my own private stash. and I am a greedy, greedy girl.)

~ Hymns appropriate to the occasion.
Dentist's Hymn -- "Crown Him with Many Crowns"
TV Weatherman's Hymn -- "Showers of Blessing"
Contractor's Hymn -- "The Church's One Foundation"
Tailor's Hymn -- "Holy, Holy, Holy"
Golfer's Hymn -- "There Is a Green Hill Far Away"
Politician's Hymn -- "Standing on the Promises"
IRS Hymn -- "All to Thee"
Gossiper's Hymn -- "Pass it On"
Electrician's Hymn -- "Send the Light"
Shopper's Hymn -- "Sweet By and By"

If you MUST speed on the highway, sing these hymns loudly:
at 45 mph.... "God Will Take Care of Me"
at 55 mph.... "Guide me, O Great Jehovah"
at 65 mph.... "Nearer My God to Thee"
at 75 mph.... "Nearer Still Nearer"
at 85 mph.... "This World is Not My Home"
at 95 mph.... "Lord, I'm Coming Home"
at 100 mph.... "Precious Memories"

Thank you for your time. feel free to comment. on either the significance, exaggeration, or whatever.

xoxo

promotion.

i'm getting one.

i'm training to do take-out orders at my restaurant. tis fun and exciting...and i hopefully get tips if i'm all happy-go-jolly and get the people what they want!! hardest part is this memorization of the entire menu. and knowing what questions go with what food:
for example, what kind of juice would you like? how would you like your eggs? fries or coleslaw? knowing which meals come with a muffin and which don't. etc... i was at work nine hours including work and a host meeting. i'm tired.

but the point of this post...
there is none really. except to proclaim quite joyfully, and with much thanksgiving to my God...

...no pun intended with the thanksgiving part...

...I GET TO GO TO MEXICO OVER THANKSGIVING WITH DENVER! I'm so excited. i was told upon my hiring that i wasn't able to take off over thanksgiving. everyone works. they said. but i asked really nicely, and was a hard worker. and they are letting me take it off. i was so happy i almost started crying. God knows how important mexico is for me. YAY GOD!!!

wow. i love serving. it makes my heart happy.
random thought, but in our meeting at work today, we were talking about what we could do to server our customers. and i realized i love doing it. now it may not seem that way when i'm at home sometimes and my mom has to ask me to do things twice. but i think that deep down, i love it. mexico draws it from me as well.

well its late. i have to work another 6 hours tomorrow.

ciao.

Luck? I think not.

It was a beautiful California day. If I had believed in luck, this would be the day to show that i receive really good and really not-so-good luck. I had finished up at a long days work and was headed to Beverly Hills to have dinner with my cousin Steven, his friend Doug and then Braden as well. I was to meet them at a PF Changs that I had never been to before. ever.

After finally winding my way around large and luxurious buildings, I found the parking structure and after a very intense search, found a lone parking space (Thank you God!) I flip-flopped down the stairs toward the restaurant on the ground level (flip-flops are the common foot-wear among us californians, just FYI) and was making my way through the throngs of people and cars to the place where my empty belly would be satisfied. (just b/c i thought it was cool, i want you to notice the three words beginning with "th" in the previous sentence :])

All of the sudden, i sort of trip and I look down to see that my flip-flop (or rather, my mothers, as I was borrowing it from her) had torn in the most inconvenient place. And for anyone who as experienced this before, you know that there is no place on a flip-flop that can break and it still be usable. So i was sort of limping along the sidewalk trying my best to look really cool among these rich BH ppl. (Wasn't working)

Then it happened.

I was looking down to see how awkward my shoe looked when I spotted it. A folded up hundred dollar bill. Since people don't normally drop or find these things in the street (at least not where I come from) I figured it was fake and almost past it by. Then, my double take revealed that it was indeed a real bill. I picked it up (snatched with possession may be more accurate) and just as I did, the man in front of me turned around. I half-heartedly held it up and muttered, "Is this yours?" He didn't understand much English so he looked at me confused, glanced at the bill and said, "uhhh, no." I took that and decided to pocket the bill and find my restaurant.

So here I was, broken shoe making me look like an idiot (a real humbling experience) and a real life hundred dollar bill in my wallet. When I finally found the boys, I was so excited just to sit down and rest my forced limp and show off my money. Braden said, quite quickly that I could buy dinner. Which I ended up paying most of. But did walk away with a good $72. I found an Old Navy, purchased some inexpensive flip-flops and a purse which was on sale. cuz now i had money that I didn't have before. I really did want to go spend it on everything in sight. But i used some self control :]
Anyways. That is the story of my grand adventure.
I think God has a great sense of humor, and used the circumstance to both humble & Bless me!!

Here is the grand thing itself :] (I had a hard time giving it up. I sorta wanted to frame it!)




The End.