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PS He has new single out, "Sometimes I Cry." = HOT

Failing the Test and Learning A Lesson

I allow things to really aggravate me to the point of knocking me off task sometimes. This is a problem.

I was over at Full Complexity's blog and read her post about something really similar. We must be living parallel lives. God led us to each other's blog for encouragement.

I drove through traffic and in circles to make it to this important event downtown only to realize the event did not have parking. I would have to pay and I had no cash on me. I would have to drive at least 15 minutes out of the way to find a cash station. All of this happened after having a really tough/disappointing day at work.

All I needed to do was bite the bullet, say a prayer, and drive to the cash station and make my way back. I, however, became overwhelmed with all the things I had been going thru and thought this is just one more thing that has not worked out for me.

I started to cry. . .really. I thought, God, why do things like this happen to me, why am I disappointed so much?

 And then it came to me, like an epiphany - no Chrisette Michele - that it was only a test. The enemy tries to throw little roadblocks in our way to keep us off task. In the grand scheme of things, this was only a minor setback but I allowed myself to connect it to other minor setbacks to create a giant snowball of setbacks to cry over.

The event was so informative and I got to do something I always wanted to do.

I believe God is showing me through it all to just trust him. He knows my end from the beginning. The setbacks are just a test of my faith. Do I really believe the ending of the story leads back to HIM?

I do!

Good News From Here On Out

. . .until I need to vent again. lol

My mom is getting married. Yeah, mom. Once we had this conversation, in which I told her I want you to marry before I do so that I know you are okay. She says, no I want you to marry before I do so that I know you are okay.

Haha mom, I WIN!!! LOLOLOLOLOL

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Cute deliver guy just keeps coming around flirting as usual with no phone call. I avoided him a few days, just to not be so available I guess. Maybe he is just not that into me. . . MUST.MOVE.ON.

JUST KIDDING. LOLOLOL

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Why did "The Kid" look really cute in training today? Maybe because the new girl was sitting next to him. I have this thing where I don't really want a guy until I see that someone else is interested in him. Weird.

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I am in such a better mood than I was last week. Lets keep it going and laissez les bon temps rouler.

Random

I am feeling some kinda way today. I don't know. I want to read someone else's stories. I don't feel like sharing.

Do you have something good to share? Drop it in the comments.

Thanks,

Me.

I Finally Did It

I gave him my number! lol

The Wrong Perception

Ever think you being you is misinterpreted.

Well, yesterday at work, I found out that I am the biggest flirt - female- in our office.

Really? Must be a low bar.

I was then told that it's because the things I say can be taken more than one way. So, is that my fault or your stinking thinking?

*Background* Cute delivery guy is always telling me how good it is that I work inside under the air conditioning and he is all hot outside in the sun.* #fastforward

So the cute delivery guy comes by and says, "You're cool?" and I say, "You're hot?"

This nosy chick is walking by my desk and only hears the, "You're hot?" part and gasps my name.

Delivery guys gets all embarrassed. It was totally awkward.

So I ask the normal girl in the office what was wrong with what I said and the guy who said I was a flirt says, "He totally thought you were calling him hot."

Ugh.

The day before that, The Kid, stops by my desk and we laugh and joke with each other. This other girl says, "Oh my God *insert my name* you were so flirty." I don't even like "The Kid" like that. I just like cracking jokes with him.

Then, this guy who works on another floor comes down and needs help. I offer to help him because THAT'S MY JOB. The same girl is like, "Oh, *insert my name* you are such a flirt, offering to help him."

She later says, "You need to watch that. Guys are gonna get the wrong impression."

Really because I have been here a year and no one has. You have been here a month and well. . .

So am I big flirt or are these girls - and one guy - trippin'

The Odds and Ends Post

I have discovered something about myself. I am greedy. Not in the sense of food or selfishly hording something but when I have something good, I want it all the time until I grow tired of it.

This is true in so many areas. If I go out and have a great time. I want to always go to the same place, have the same great time until the time isn't great anymore.

If I could learn to be patient and accept a slower pace maybe the good stuff could last longer.

Weird? I think so.

I found a great book, Jazz by Toni Morrison, at the book store for $3.00. I read like the first 18 pages and was amazed at the beauty of her writing style. She writes prose like poetry, very lyrical. I was reading and thinking. I need to really work on my novel.

My delivery guy has the cutest smile an the straightest teeth. Why does this make my suspicious. lol

 

Open Letter: Dear Guy At The Gym

Please sir, don't ever wear that shiny purple spandex outfit again. It is disturbing on so many levels.

A. You are not Bobby Brown circa 1992 dancing in the Every Little Step video. B. You are not a member of GUY circa the same time period.

Plus royal purple is not a good look on ANYBODY. Have you ever heard of Barney?

It is very difficult to remain polite and not stare in utter amazement that a grown man would be that daring.

Next time I would suggest breaking up the monochromatic purple with a little yellow or black. Never mind, that purple doesn't go with anything.

Or maybe I'm just a hater. lol

P.S. I saw the matching purple shoes and sash, I mean towel, you had draped from your waist. #WORK!