the crazies

I've gotten it into my head that I should commit to going to the gym at 5:45AM instead of going after work...because lets just be honest, there is a GOOD chance that I wont go.  So, my precious husband has been so patient while I "attempt" at being silent while trying to change for the gym.  Well, this morning I got up early just like every other morning, left for the gym, did my workout, and headed home to jump in the shower before work.  Well.  When I got to the front door of my house, I used my key and it simply wouldn't open the door.  I was so confused.  So, I reluctantly texted Griffin way earlier than he wanted to get up, I'm sure.  After about 10 minutes of waiting in the sticky humid air of Louisiana, my prince finally came to my rescue.  Apparently the burglar latch works!!! YAAAY!!! But how on earth did it hook while I was gone.  Strange.  All I know, is that it was WAY to early to be using my brain like that.....

quote:)

new fav quote:

"You pray and worship as you believe. You believe as you pray and worship"

the clock slowly ticks

I have absolutely-without a doubt- reached that pivotal moment in the day where I am crashing.  I mean, I am really crashing.  It's kinda been happening since about 1:00pm....but I am seriously about to lay my head down and carelessly take a nap.  However, I probably wont. :( sad. It's crazy how at 4:55pm things can be so slow and you feel like you have absolutely NO energy whatsoever.  But then once 5:01pm hits....its like a completely new wave of energy has overtaken your entire being.  LOVE IT. (not to mention it is totally a bonus that it's FRIDAY!!!!!)  I wonder if your job is more enjoyable and pleasant its different....interesting to think about. 

It's been quite awhile since I've blogged....work has been pretty busy, so I have had very little time to sit and ponder.  Sad.  But I bring good news today.  The morning started out VERY rough.  Emails from the boss, lies that just would not cease, and not a very happy work environment.  However, I am happy to say that I spent the entire morning just worshipping in my car because that is the SOLE thing that gets me through the day, Mon-Fri 8-5 (or whatever the daily schedule looks like).  But I really enjoyed my morning with the Lord.  I sang oldies but goodies and really had goose bumps all over me.  There was a period where I was literally sobbing while approaching a pretty massive "construction obstruction".  That was very interesting for 8:30am in the morning...... all I can say, is something came over me and just really gave me the joy that I needed to make it through the morning (completely sane).  It was a sweet thing.

And then, just now, I am reminded of a quote that I have taped up on my wall by my desk in the back of the office by the bathroom and in the supply room :) It reads:  "Jesus' prayer reminds us that our purpose far exceeds our ability to even begin to comprehend." That makes me smile and gives me hope for the future. I guess I'll keep dreaming :D

prayforjapan

my brother=hero

Okay...this is actually really funny. (even though I was crying...haha) So, I had just gotten out of the shower (I'm in a towel wrap) and decided to walk to the living room to watch tv while my hair was air drying. I'm walking back into the bedroom, and I stop in my tracks because I saw this LIZARD right by the bedroom door. To me, I FREAKED!!! I silently screamed because I was trying to remain calm. All I could think about was the darn thing getting into my bed somehow... well, I absolutely COULD NOT walk past it, because I didn't want it out of my sight. But I wasn't going to go anywhere near the thing for fear it would latch on to my "just washed" skin. Yuck! I called Griffin (don't really know what he could do since he's in Jersey, but I just needed to hear his voice) So, logically, I texted him....no response. I called my mom frantically. She was on the phone with my dad, but I made sure she listened to me before she hung up...I told her I needed my younger brother, Gregory, to save me. She was laughing hysterically, and told me that she would have Greg call me as soon as he got up. She informed me that she wasn't going to get him up for a lizard. So I'm tring to think...I decided that I needed to get something to put over it....I grab the first thing that I could find which so happened to be a microwave cover. I tip-toed to the lizard, and it started to move. I shreaked and quickly made a move. Luckily, I was fast enough for the darn monster. Then, I was convinced that the nasty pest would move the cover, so I put an outdoor pillow cushion on top of it, and an old Adler's box on top of that. It was pretty hilarious (even though I wasn't laughing). At this point I started to freak out because I had called my brother and he refused to come to my house for a lizard. I knew that I was going to HAVE TO get it myself. The trick was, I couldn't just move the cover to the door and fling it out....because there was this tricky ledge that I knew he would escape out of once I lifted it. EEEEK!!! Well, I decided I needed clothes on in case I had to run out of the house. When getting dressed, I found my toilet-cleaning gloves, and my rain boots that I put on.  I felt like that would help in case it jumped on me. I kept getting close to the lizard but just could not bring myself to touch it. It was jumping all around the microwave cover and grossing me out. I just knew I wouldn't react fast enough to catch the weasle. That was the point I started crying....haha....seriously. Then, I called my mom and told her I needed her to make Greg come. She was laughing saying that the "lizard busters" were on their way.   That was the longest 15 minutes I've had to wait.  Finally, they came, and I video'd Gregory getting the lizard. Then, I made him check to make sure there were no more "lizard-families" in my house.....it was funny!!!


so yes, I HATE frogs, lizards, snakes, worms....eeeeeekkkk!!!

the blip for the day

I've decide that I wish that I could be creative all day long.  That is what I want to do (well, its a start at least).  Ever since I was young, I remember enjoying "creating" just about anything.  Whether it was a barbie-doll makeover...or rearranging my room....I enjoyed it :)  So since I've narrowed it down....all I have to do is wait patiently for what's next. 

Thoughts:
1.  I'd like to learn about gardening....this should be interesting
2.  I might even try landscaping the back porch (budgeting, of course)
3.  I could be good at finding old things and turning them into treasures....I love that whole concept
4.  I really want to start writing music again........

21 days

Some may call me pathetic, but I'm choosing to dismiss that suggestion.  I like to think of my reaction to not having my husband with me for 21 days as more of an outright display of my endearing, unconditional love for him.  I was sooo very good this week/weekend leading up to "the departure".  Yes, there were several moments I would catch my breath getting short and my eyes starting to get foggy, but I would supress it as best  I could and cherish the moments that I did have with my husband before he had to go out of town for work.  And so since I never really let myself think about it, when the time did come where he handed over the keys to his car and pulled me into the warmest embrace, I LOST it....im talking L.O.S.T. it.  I hated seeing him walk towards the terminal without me on his arm trying to get all of the "check-in" paperwork ready... :( sad.  And then the whole ride (alone) back to the house I was trying to convince myself that it is NOT SAFE to cry while driving on an interstate...that didn't work.  And all of this isn't because I'm  "overly-dependent", its because I enjoy being with my husband.  It warms my heart knowing that I'm safe when I'm sleeping at night, and that I can always count on him being near if I need something.  It's someone to talk to all day-any day and someone to just be near...just because.  I mean, he's my best friend. In all honesty, I really don't like being physically alone.  I have this warped thing called "an imagination" that can kinda get out of hand sometimes....and Griffin offers a calming spirit. Needless to say, I've been praying 24/7 for my imagination not to be overtaken by the stupid things it thinks up....
So, yeah, I miss him.  A lot.  But what I am trying to focus on right now, is this time where its really just me and God.  Getting to pray over my husband and his job, and our household...and our future.  I'm so proud of Griffin and what he is accomplishing up there and learning....and so I've taken it upon myself to have a good attitude about it and be his biggest encourager while he is up there....because he's up there by himself.  I, at least, have family and friends here.   (but I still miss him)
With that, I leave you :)

I'm not exactly sure where I was going with this....haha.  sorry.