Solid?

Woke up in a bad mood and trying to psych myself out for this AMAZING day I got in the shower. Everything was going great until I decide to test if the shower curtain is REALLY still just the flimsy plastic lining I unfolded out of the package long ago. After dropping to my knees on the bathroom floor I realized it was. I thought “PRAISE GOD for keeping solids in a solid, very unreliable state. I love life!

HAVE A MAGNIFICENT MONDAY!!!  

DEVINE APPOINTMENT

DEVINE APPOINTMENT

My NI friend and I went to Mezzanine to hear his friends play. Soon after we arrived we were approached by a person who knew my name. While her face looked vaguely familiar, I was clueless as to who this person was however she had personal characteristics that would start a conversation. She explained that she has a copy of my book that I had given The Peak Parent Center (owned by her family) and that she knows my cousin?? She told me her name suddenly memories resurfaced. A flashback of my cousin telling me that one of her patient’s sister knows me, do I knew Bronwen? At the time I was thinking…”Oh no…do I know Bronwen??   When Browen came over and put the pieces together I got so excited I wanted to dance all night….so I did!!

 

 BROWEN FROM THE PEAK PARENT CENTER RECOGNIZED ME because we met a year or 2 or 3 ago!!  Gets even better… my cousin is a CNA for her brother!!!

This was written on 8/29/15 and Last week(a week from 3/29/16) an e-mail from this fantastic lady was mistakenly sent to the school I work at...I think it may have been a human error, but God has unknown plans at work here.

Won't You Be My Neighbor?

Won't You Be My Neighbor?
I met a neighbor one night when Grandpa and I were having a pizza picnic. All in the same night that my neighbor/new friend (Doyle aka Dwayne) and I had a great pizza dinner, we made tentative plans to conquer the incline.  The next night we met and took a beautiful stroll through the complex (so Doyle could evaluate my mobility). Afterward we decided to take a trip to Starbucks to use the day’s Treat Receipt (ok, I initiated the Starbuck’s idea). At Starbuck’s I used my treat receipt and used the remaining amount on my Starbucks card.  Much to my surprise Doyle re-loaded my Starbuck’s card with twice the amount I generally put on the card.  And this all started on a Roadrunner pizza date with Grandpa T.  I praise God for His orchestration of life’s events!

EXCITEMENT! EXCITEMENT! EXCITEMENT!

EXCITEMENT! EXCITEMENT! EXCITEMENT!  

Recently a friend told me that he was reading The Purpose Driven Life. Although I had never read it, I have heard good reviews about the book and I really wanted to purchase it. I knew I have a version of Crazy Love, but I thought that it was one of the few spiritual books I owned with the others being translations and versions the Bible.  At this time, I did not have a ride to Church tomorrow and was sad.  I have not seen Pastor Boyd since he has been back. I was also slightly sad realizing it would be a potluck Sunday that I would be missing, but I quickly thought of all the scrumptious food I do have in the kitchen and decided that I could prepare for the Rocky Mountain Calvary’s service tonight.    

I could not think of anything fun to write about so I was going to find something that might tickle my brain hopefully initiating a story. I began looking on my bookshelf and found many text books, psychology books, random books, and what? What is that I see?? Oh my,  oh my goodness  I HAVE IT?!? I have The Purpose Driven Life!!!   Looking in the book  I read that  I had gotten it in 2003 from Julie. Julie Who??   Was it Julie K. from RMC? Maybe it’s from Ma’s friend Julie??   Whichever Julie it was  from, thank you!! I was now ready to read and perhaps write some. Suddenly I noticed my phone hopping across the table.   My frequent contacts are busy today,  but sure enough it wasn't an alarm at this time of day,  who in the world could this be?? I hope everyone’s okay.   I skittishly looked  at the message. “Do you want me to take you  to Church tomorrow??” Of course I do, but who could this be?? My eyes moved  to the top of the phone and it  was DAN--  Dan wants to take me to Church!!!  Tomorrow is  a special  Sunday but  regardless  Dan offered-- without me asking, Dan offered to take me to Church!!!   WOW—it’s  times like these that I like having memory issues and forgetting.  

It wasn’t until I was writing this  that I remembered that Dan told me that he would try to make it  occasionally.  Dan  likes the smaller atmosphere and the tell-it-like-it-is style of the Church.   It was the last time he was able to make it that Mike’s sermon had many people laughing. It started with singling out a disabled girl (me), a lady covered in tattoos (Kay), and the only black man in this newer cowboy Church (Greg). Dan  was cracking up on the way home as he  explained his astonishment and affinity of Spruce Hill Community Church.  

Needless to say I got a ride to Church. I  am super excited to finally see Pastor Boyd again  and receive the message he delivers,  re-meet all of the children, and  fellowship with the cowboys (okay being a cowboy is not necessary. as I am the farthest from a cowgirl). I think that was one of the points in Mike's illustration.illustration’s—to come as you are.  Actually I haven’t been able to get out there for some time and am way excited to see everyone!

 

GREAT ADVENTURE!!!

GREAT ADVENTURE!!!

I took a trip to Starbucks this morning not expecting anything to happen.  I wanted to observe people with hopes of gathering writing material. I heard woman discussing topics that sparked my interest so we arranged a later meeting. As I continued observing my surroundings, I began changing purses. Then it happened-- a lovely friend, Caroline stopped in and we began chatting. She agreed to join me on a trip to try appetizers.  

On the way to Applebee’s it dawned on me that I was on a going to go on a mission to find a suitable new purse-- all of mine that were once awesome had become unusable. With it still being pretty early, Caroline and I made a few stops looking at purses. The north Ross had nice purses and I did indeed find a different selection of purses but none that would work. We stopped in other stores and the purses were slightly too pricey ($200). We made it to Applebee’s where I found out that my friend didn’t want to eat she just wanted to join me because I had asked.  Thinking about how kind-hearted and selfless her actions were brings me to tears of apriciation (unique expression but the correct adjective has not entered my mind). THANK YOU God for putting people in my life who are examples of how I should act.

            After several hours Caroline had parted ways and I was headed home. I decided to stop at another Ross being that each of Ross has a selection that varies slightly from another.  Being my typical indecisive self, I had two purses picked out and was going to try to fit my purse contents in each to see which fit everything and seemed durable. I brought the purses to an empty counter (to avoid the possibility of being accused of shoplifting) and began to fill the least expensive purse with all of my necessary items.  The first purse would not fit everything and before I had the chance to try the bigger purse a lady walked over and talked to me a little, looked at the purses, gave me the difference and told me to get the larger purse. WHAT?!? A complete stranger just helped me buy a purse!  I looked at other purses but wound up buying the purse that was more suitable for me (#2 of the first 2 choices). Starting with my friend showing up at Starbuck’s and ending with a great new purse, Tuesday was a great adventure!

Not Just Another Haircut

Not Just Another Haircut

Before going to bed one night I decided that I would get my haircut (trimmed) the next day. Being one who pinches my pennies coupled with being on vacation from work, I knew I could compare prices in the morning. After processing this along with the enormous amount of new information a friend had introduced me to that and was researching and praying about, I was overtired and I went to bed earlier than normal.  

Waking up in the usual crazy confusion but like a robot headed for the shower. I remembered not to wash my hair and eventually remembered that I needed to compare prices and get my hair cut. Hair cut-- that’s why I did not wash my hair!!!  Soon I was on my way to check prices and get my hair trimmed. I emphasize trimmed because one time I went to get my hair trimmed and ended up with hair shorter than one of my nephews!  After comparing prices I was headed to Tony & Guy Academy. While waiting, thinking it was the 4^th of July I was frantically texting friends about plans. I had a new appointment and I hadn’t heard anything about the 4^th! As I sit there internally panicking, another customer enters. She glances at my chair, says “Hi” and we started talking. I think we know some of the same people and she is from the town of my childhood!

I spent the majority of the time getting my haircut trying to find a ride as my friend who likes to talk down about my short term memory has 0 long term memory. It shouldn’t matter that it was over a month ago that he agreed to go, it was after we had split ties and I was surprised—I thought one’s word was solid. Not in his world.  Thankfully talk-to-text doesn’t always understand me and threw some funny things in my messages causing silly responses from the other end. I threw out a mean comment (proof that you lie), and he threw out “Proof that you are mentally unstable.” Ouch! That would have hurt but he obviously forgets that I told him that! I love when this man partially educated in brain injuries feeds me my words because I first told him those exact words/. In the meantime, my student hairdresser had incredible patience! He told me about his time in Iraq, his injuries, and how he handles the results.  Surprisingly, the friend I had just made and I got done at the same time and we were able to re-connect (Jennifer I think you may know her) before parting.  Arriving home I was met by a friend who had just gotten off work. I explained my morning and was shaking, crying (inside) and wasn’t sure why I had allowed this to get to me.