Maintain composure at all costs.

And I do. Most times. I also owe you all an apology. I don't want to talk about it. Yes, you deserve to know. That still doesn't make me want to talk about it. Oh, and to top everything off, I lost my cellphone sometime on Saturday. I was certain that I had it on our way to Sherman, but it's nowhere in the car and I didn't take it in anywhere we went cuz I knew it was dying. Yes, I went ahead and called all of the places, but with no luck. =( It makes everything worse somehow. But, back to the original subject. I've held onto this since Tuesday, not knowing how to say it. I also didn't want to have to say it. I've only told three people (it's looking as if that problem will soon be resolved...) and Kendle told the church staff in their meeting on Wednesday. Other than that, nobody knows.You see? I'm letting you in on a little secret. I hope you feel special!
I've been "let go" from my job. I like can handle that term a little better than "fired" when it's me we're talking about.
I cried, ok? Not uncontrollably, nor for very long, but I cried. I told myself I wouldn't. I just didn't plan for Denise being the one to tell me. I guess I just had it in my head that it would be different. I had daydreamed of someone else getting flustered and telling me to pack up and go. I knew it wouldn't be legit that way. My little way of escaping reality. Ha. Yes...that works every time, right? So what's the story? I could tell you, but you already know that I don't want to talk about it. Ok, ok! You're hurting my arm.
Tuesday evening Denise dropped by my office and asked if she could talk to me for a minute before I left for the day. I finished up my stuff, shut down my computer, and then made my way to her office. I knew. I really knew. But I pushed that though almost completely aside. Defensive strategy, you know? If you expect the best, you won't be all nervous and you'll take even the worst with more dignity.
But that doesn't stop the tears. Not when you've invested two years of your life in something that you love. It's a bit of a personal insult to me. I knew I wouldn't be the very last, but I also knew thought that I'd be somewhere in the middle. But, first? Yes, I understand that I'm going to college and am only here part-time. But if you're looking to cut costs, wouldn't that help you? I know there was more than downsizing going on. It's not needed this soon. I'm not saying that arrogantly, either. I just know a lot about how the hens have been playing since the rooster has been out of the house.
I'll let you know more about all of this as it pans out. I have talked to a few other people about jobs and I know that I'll get the one that God has in store for me. I guess my last day will be sometime between Wednesday and Friday. Like I said, I'll let you know.

In reply to Nichola's bloggery...which was a reply to elsewho's bloggery...

Thank YOU! THANK YOU!!! Now, go read this:

http://peachfarmerswife.blogspot.com/2008/09/excuse-me.html

I get so sick of "How's the sex life coming along?" Ok, they never say that, but I still think that sums it up pretty well. In my personal situation, I got married at, yes, a very young age. At the time we were "too young to get married," and yet it only took about 4 months for those doom and gloom people to start asking if I had gotten pregnant on my honeymoon. Again, a (this time only slight) paraphrase. Who's logic are they using? If I'm too young to begin building a lifelong relationship/commitment with a man, then how in this world am I ready to raise a child with him? Or at all, for that matter? If I am incapable of having a relationship, what are the reasons? Is it immaturity? Undeniably, yes. If this is so, then how am I going to raise a child up and teach h(im/er) maturity? It's not possible. Oh, and yes, I know what comes next. "Well, you can't wait until you're ready. You'll never be ready." Really? Cuz I could argue that, too. For the sake of time, though, I'll stay on subject and simply argue that you're taking what I said completely out of context. I didn't say, "When everything's perfect and when we're mature enough, we'll have children." I don't think that. Not at all. I simply asked why people think that they know what you should do, when you should do it, and even how, if you catch my drift. My point is the same as Nichola's. Mind your own beeswax! Let people make their own lives unique. Your misfortune may make someone else's life heavenly. Likewise, your fortune may be their hell on earth. Oh, and just one more tidbit...I know people who are having trouble getting pregnant. No, I'm not talking about Kendle and I. I saw that look on your face. But here's the deal, pressure from family and friends is very hurtful. Imagine every time you get a cold people are teasing you about being pregnant. It happens to me, yes. I laugh it off. But some wish they were and you're hurting their feelings. Lay off a bit. Let people have sex (or not, if they prefer) without you sticking your head around the corner to see what's going on. (see, I didn't say anything mean there, but I really thought about it.) If I'm being too graphic forgive me. It's my blog. Bug off! Feel free to comment. By the time I read your comment my steamy mood will be long gone and I won't tear you to shreads. Promise.

"...you've got Biden, who's all 'Bideny' there."

So...Seth's blog question was answered by a long, long comment from Deborar. When I was ending it, I remembered about this little video that I saw a couple days ago. I thought I'd share it with you. Stick with it even though it's a tad long. It's worth one or two laughs and might spur your pea-brain to think a tad. Yes, I can say that. It's my blog for Pete's sakes! Ok. Watch this and let me know what you think.*




*Feel free to call me crazy only after you watch the entire video.

school...my favorite subject

I took two marvelous tests this week and have another one on Monday. They would all come at the same time. The study guide my Chem teacher gave us on Friday was about 6-8 pages long, so I was pretty nervous about that test until I got to class on Monday and he told us that there were only 26 Questions on the test. I already knew it was multiple choice, but I thought it was going to be more like 50+ questions. I found out yesterday that my unofficial score is 78. That's a little worse than what I expected after taking the test, but I'm not too surprised. He said that there will be a curve, but doesn't know how much yet. I'm praying that it's 14 points. He said that's what it was sort of looking like on Wednesday, but the girls who are good in this class were taking the test that day. He said he may do the curve based on percentage if there are only one or two people who ace the test.
Enough on Chemistry and on to Psychology!
I am very confident that I made a 95+ on that test! Was I worried about that one? Oh, YES! I had four chapters worth of vocabulary to learn. It was about 15 words per chapter and about 5 other questions about different people, etc. I went to my glossary and wrote out every word and studied all day yesterday. I didn't know whether it would be multiple choice or if we had to write definitions out or match words to definitions or what. I guess this caused me to study harder. Turns out, It was a looong test, but it was multiple choice. I wouldn't be very surprised if I didn't miss any of them. I guess, English is my stronger subject, though. Now that I think about it, I usually do fine on vocabulary tests. It's just that I usually have words a that I'm a little bit familiar with. Some of these were crazy. They were terminology more than just words. I can tell you what gender is, but behaviorism and social theory? I could make a stab at a good guess. Anyhow, I blew through that sucker, re-checked a few questions and determined that I had done my best, turned that baby in and got back to town by 12:50.
Ooooh! And then I went to Pizza Hut and got one of those delicious Chicken Alfredo Pastas...YUM!
American Government Test on Monday, here I come! (25Questions, multi-choice...meh...not so bad...)

Cadillac:

Even as I typed the word in my last blog I was wondering if Cadillacs were named after that ridiculously small, yet oh-so-important part of the exhaust system. Were the two words even spelt the same as one another? Of course they were. What a dumb thought. From now on, I'll have to pay closer attention to my little gut. -ok, fine, it's not little. not yet, anyhow.- It would do me well to look things up and to research what I say on here. I guess I just see it as wasting time that should be spent working. It's twisted logic, I know. I use the time I "saved" going back and fixing things.

I think know that i need to be getting up earlier in the mornings and fixing breakfast/exercising/etc. You know how you read all the time on exercise websites and motivational e-mails that "if you really want get/stay motivated, sign up for a race... run a 10 K..." and it seems like something for people in another world, you know? But I just found out that our bank is going to have a "Fall Furry Race" on October 4th. They're doing a 10(6.21mi)K and a 5K(3.10mi). I am thinking about running the 10K. I am going to start training next week (or maybe tomorrow) and will make a decision soon. If I think I won't be ready for it in time, I'll go for the 5K. I'll keep you posted. Let me know what you think!

Useless Trivia: I used to be afraid of running. I had really bad knee problems for several years.

a lot has happened since my last spew...

We said goodbye to Craigory on Thursday. I miss him. I was fine until I started hearing the normal shuffle in his office (next to mine and basically separated by paneling) this morning and realized that it wasn't Craig, but Bruce. Craig's been my flatmate for about a year, now, so we always talk a little smack when one or the other gets here in the morning. He's always given everyone a hard time. He's the kind of guy who still (at 50yrs old) shoves you into the wall in the hallway as he passes by and laughs like he's in middle-school; anything to herass. (yes, I misspelled that on purpose.) He can pick out your insecurities (usually ones you didn't even realize you had) and turn them into the biggest stinking joke ever.
And still, we all love him. Why? There are plenty of reasons. He's the Wednesday-morning donut guy! You can't hate a guy like that! Enough about Craig or I'll get sad. -er.

Thursday evening was also the blood drive for Clay Ortega (a boy from our church who has been diagnosed with Burkitt's lymphoma)

I was a little too stressed to give blood. I think I'll give on the 18th when Kendle goes.

Ah, Kendle's truck broke down, also. The breaks seriously had some issues and locked up on him going down the road. It's scary to be driving along and be thrown 45degrees to the left. It's worse when it happens to you and not your wife. No, I'm not upset that he never listened to me, but I'm kind of like, HUH! So you believe me now? heheheee... So, yeah...that's what he did on Friday. He wound up having to replace the entire wheel base. It's crazy, really, but he was able to get some of the parts from a friend who had rolled his truck. I think he'll be finished with it tonight. He needs to fix his cadillac catalytic converter, too.

I had a house full this weekend. Jerry and Emily brought Justin down and stayed Saturday night to go to Pat's b-day party (which didn't really go as I had planned) on Sunday. They went ahead and stayed Sunday night and Jerry and Patrick went fishing yesterday morning.

I'm tired. I stayed up until 1am cleaning house. It's still not all done, but I did a few loads of laundry and cleaned the living/dining rooms and Kendle did dishes. I need to clean my bedroom, wash the stove, and an endless list of other things...

Why is it that you can't even put away one thing without opening a cabinet that just has to be straightened up before you can add anything to it. Blah.

Ooh! I got to talk to Chris and Lenny last night. Yay! It made me happy.




And then it made me sad. =(



My hair is amazing today. Just had to throw that in there. =)

Things that make you go, "hmmmm..."

Hello Blogland. I miss you. But I don't have time for more than a quick update.

I started school on the 15th, so I guess my first week is gone and we're on week #2. So far, all is going well. My teachers are, for the most part, agreeable enough. I'm not having problems learning from any of them, thus far. Mr. Gregoli is probably the hardest simply because he talks in a monotone about things that are above my level of understanding and beyond anything we'll learn in the semester. It's hard to pay attention long enough to dig through what he's saying and see what is relevant, but at the same time, It usually helps me if they bring in the more advanced concepts and examples. It causes me to question and think beyond the here and now. It can also help me to catch something later on that wouldn't have really clicked with me had he not used a particular example. OK, so enough about Chemistry. Wait, one more thing: He skipped class today. Heheehe. I think his dental appt. ran later than he expected.

What else of college...umm...oh, The BCU. I went to Monday-night service this week and met a ton of people. No Joke. It was fun. I'm not really sure what to think yet, though. I got there early and Ronnie (the director)and I talked for a little bit. He said that we're going to be starting a study on John 3:16. I though he was going to be speaking from that scripture. When service time came, he holds up the book by Max Lucado called 3:16 The Numbers of Hope and says that we're going to start doing a study on John 3:16. He then holds up a tract that comes with the books and explains that after we complete the training, we'll all be able to lead someone to Christ with the tract.
*sigh*
I won't say anything. Like I said, I'm not sure what to think yet.
They did ask me if I wanted to sing with them. I'm willing to do that. I just can't be very committed to it. I've just been put over the youth p/w at the church and Kendle and I are about to start a college care group, so I'm not really sure how much time I'll have for extra stuff and still get all of my studying done. I'll just have to feel it out and see where God leads. It's hard to know how much can be crammed into time and still remain sane in areas of relationships with God and your spouse. Oh, and to where does the time for blogging run away? Things that make you go, "hmmmm..."

Of Dinner and such *deliciousness*

I cooked Lasagna last night. It was very good. I did have one small problem. I cooked waaay too much. I should've posted an invitation to all of you for dinner at my place! It was good, though. But I said that already. I think it could have stood to be a little more saucy and a little less meaty, but it was plenty CHEEZIE! Yes, that's right. Cheese. Mmmmm. If I could find my camera, I'd've taken a picture of it and posted it on here for you to drool over. Oh, and I also made summer/zucchini squash to go with. Just sliced it and added a tad of olive oil and about 1/4 cup water, put the lid on the skillet and let it do its deal. Come to think of it, I cooked it in the same pan that I made my sauce in, so there were a few bonus flavors in that dish. It actually complimented the lasagna really well.

college endeavors...and then some...2

So, school starts on Friday. I went out there this morning and enrolled in all of my classes. I love it there. The campus is the bomb. I just lied (at least I'm honest about that). The people seem really nice, though they aren't into volunteering information. I had to ask a LOT of questions to get what I wanted, but that's ok. I just thought they'd be a little more helpful. I drove around Tish for 30 minutes looking for the campus and then spent another 15 driving around the camups searching for the administration building. I finally saw a grounds-type guy on a golf cart and asked him where it was. He said, "It's right over there." *points to a cluster of 5+ buildings* I gave him gind of a perplexed/are-you-seriously-joking look and he finally said, "go to the bookstore right here where that pavillion is and ask them. They'll tell you." So, I waltz into the bookstore I just lied again...I tried opening the wrong door. The lady at the counter just looked at me so I tried again. Pop quiz: When there are two doors that appear to open from opposite diections, which do you go through?
A: The one you push open.
B: The one you pull open.
I guess the answer is C: The one that's not locked.

*Ahem*

So, I get in the store and ask the lady (who is still thinking that I'm-...we won't go there...) where the registrars office is. She told me that it was "in the administration building right next door(!!! The doofus on the golf-cart could've told me that! We were almost in front of it. Now this lady probably thinks I'm completely-...) First office down the stairs to your left."

So...once I got there I had to run all around campus getting this and that and seeing this person for enrollment and then in this building is where I get my ID and so forth. Funny thing...I ended my visit with another stop at...the Bookstore. I had to go see the books I needed. Ithink I'll wind up getting all of them for no more than $125. I found two online for $5, one for $15 and two for around $40-$50. I also have a friend who went last semester and said she may have some of the books I need. I'll check with her today, and place my order online in the morning.

On to the meat of it
My schedule will be MWF. 8am - Computer Application (sounds like it'll be easy), 9am -American Fed. Govt. (Just hope I get a good teacher...Karen says he's fair enough), 10am - break, 11am - Chem. (I love science. Doesn't mean I'm always good at it...), 12pm - Intro Psych. (I'm gonna try to diagnose myself! Yes! Oh, wait...) Mondays I'll have a lab from 2-5pm. It's pretty late...I won't be working those days, that's for sure. -Why did I have to have a pervert for a Chem teacher in HS? I would've had much better grades had his momma taught him a lil' bit o' respect fo' da laydeez. Plus, no one told me that a C-D average would affect my college career. I might've played his game and gotten an A if I knew that. *barfs*
FYI-he was a flirty perv, not your typical grab-girl-in-the-hall perv, but still gross...and OLD. *barfs again*- So there you have it. Oh, and My Blackboard is working, now. I was having problems with it yesterday, but I think they just didn't have my stuff in the computer yet. Who knows. I think I'm gonna like it, though. I need to find out whether my FAFSA is going to pay for me or not. They haven't told me anything. I think I'll wind up having to go to the F-Aid office and turn in my new information for this year. I'll only be working part-time. As in 22-27 hrs per week. That's half my current wages. *sigh*

Oh. I also stopped by the Little Country Store and got some cheese. I also found a HUGE (1 liter) bottle of vanilla! Oh, yes! 7 dollars. I could've bought on for $4 in Mexico a few years back, but this was fine. They got it from Mexico. =) It's really great. Srsly. I'm kinda proud of me. It was a great find. But, I'm good at those, so what am I talking about? Hehee...

college endeavors...[edit] and then some...

I called the college yesterday to see what else I needed before I enrolled in classes. They said that they had not received a Student Data Form, so I asked where I might find that, and got it filled out. I also asked to see if they had received my ACT scores. She told me that they weren't requesting those from me. *???*! So I told her that I had a copy of my HS transcript and she said that they didn't need that either. I'm a bit confused. I pd. 30 bucks for my ACT scores. That's a bit much for them to say they don't need them now... And I thought they said in the last letter that they needed my HS trans, too. Oh, well...I don't have any experience dealing with colleges, so I don't have any idea what to expect or what I need to be doing while they're waiting on my other stuff. If you know, oh blog-reader, please tell me...

Anyhoo...what else happened yesterday...? Ah! We had wonderful sirloin hamburgers. Yes. I went to see my nephew. Patrick hadn't seen him yet and none of us had gotten to hold him, so we took the evening to go visit our little Justin. He's so big. I realized while I was holding him, though, that I'm used to big babies. I held Tim's little guy when he was a few weeks old and I thought I was going to break him because he was so tiny. In reality, he was a very normal-sized guy, but I've always been around 8.5-9.5ers as a general rule. I do have to wonder how big Cil's baby will be. If you look at the ratio of baby to momma with Emily, Ethan may pop out at a whopping 10.5 lbs! ;)


One more thing...pray for Kendle and I. We have a LOT of changes happening and things being presented. Just pray that we know what ones to go with, what can wait for later, and what needs to be turnned down completely. *song plays in head* ch-ch-ch-changes...

It could be overwhelming if I were to stop and think about any of it...I made that mistake a few days ago...haha...we won't be doing that again... =)

Here's an old photo for your viewing pleasure [prom 2004]:

Sunset...

It rained last night. We really needed it, so I am very thankful.

And there was a beautiful sunset.
I was awestruck.
I also happened to be holding a camera.
I know. You're wondering about my photography skills,
so I'll let you know now that you should brace yourself...




Shocking, right?





It was gorgeous...




And I rock.
Oh, yes!
Click on the images to see my (ok, God's) awesomeness even better.

Ch-ch-ch-changes!

Normal Day[week]:

7 - get up
7:45 - go to work
noonish - go eat lunch with co-workers, kendle, or whomever
5 - off work, meet Kendle
6ish - run errands (ie: WalMart, etc.)
7:30ish - ask "are you hungry?"
7:45ish - "it's too late to cook and I'd have to go to the store and then..."
so we get home around 8:30-9:00 and ate a late dinner and spent 15-20 bucks. Grr.
And, thus goes each day in my week...more or less...(add friends, church, and
waiting on Pat to get off work to the mix and there is no going home early.)


Abnormal Day[week]:
I have cooked at home three times this week.
Monday, I got off work and went to the grocery store. $83.89 later, I was home putting a week-and-a-half worth of meals away. (I already have hamburger and some stuff for sides at home [all frozen or canned...and has been there for months...] so that saves a bit...)


I made Tacos on Monday, then went home and had Nachos for lunch yesterday. Last night I cooked Tilapia and rice. I also made deviled eggs. I'm getting to be so domestic... =)


I'm also very hydrated. I know you don't care, but I went pee like....no less than 10-15 times in a two-hour period last night. Yeah, I ate too much watermelon. I cut it up and put it in a bowl to go it the fridge, but only 3-fourths would fit, so I just munched on what was left. And then it was gone. And then I had to pee. Haha. I was watching a movie and had to leave every 5-10 minutes for a potty break. I kind of got annoyed at it and Kendle was really sympathetic. "Well, I guess you shouldn't have drank so much watermelon."

Go figure.
=)

So, then, I'm going to bed and feel a little fatigued, so I drink some water. My bladder fills within seconds. I was confused for a split second and then realized that I was definitely NOT dehydrated. I just smile, put the water down immediately, and head for the restroom. Again.

The Dark Knight

OH. MY. GOSH.

I don't need to say anything else. It's a ten.

It is brilliant.

I laughed.
I cried.
I laughed again.
I will buy the DVD.
I will cry again.
I will make you watch it.
You will fall in love.

Perspective

Oh, and Kendle and Seth made this. Great job guys.

I'm addicted!

This is real love.

http://www.blistex.com/lip%20infusion.htm

Ok, maybe not love, but I am definitely addicted. $1.90 -ish at WalMart.
Oh, yes!
I also hear that there is a cherry flavored one. I even saw it. It smells sooo, so good.
It's now on my shopping list.
*sigh*
Um...I also saw a tube of Aquafina Lip Oil at the dollar store.
http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.happiface.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/aquafina-hydratinglip.JPG&imgrefurl=http://www.happiface.com/whats-new/water-for-your-lips/&h=367&w=200&sz=63&hl=en&start=8&sig2=z8BxIYqORKKQ8uVdIS78vw&um=1&tbnid=gqVepsqfixycgM:&tbnh=122&tbnw=66&ei=ojF1SLGtBYaWigHuz7SGAQ&prev=/images%3Fq%3Daquafina%2Blip%2Boil%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den

I thought about getting some, but I was there for someone else and didn't feel like digging out my wallet for a dollar on a check card.
.'-\

Also, I have lost 5 lbs this last week. They were 5 out of about 8 that I had gained the two weeks before, but they were lbs. nonethe less. And! I am NOT buying more jeans. One of my two pair has a hole beginning to form on the inner thigh. I will not stand for that! I will decrease the size of my thigh and stop the damage! I will then continue to decrease the size of my thigh and buy a new pair of jeans.
To bed by 10 and up by 6! I must work OUT!
Or in, rather... I will be indoors on my treadmill.
I will also eat breakfast by 7:00 and be ready to leave home by 7:30.
Yes, I've been late. Quite a bit, actually.
Oh crud!
I'll have to drive the truck tomorrow. Oh, well... It will simply continue my work out. That clutch likes to goof with my calves and knees. But they need that. I also need water. I got dehydrated last week and got a few charlie horses. Bad ones, too. I still had a bruise yesterday from a horse on Friday morning. I told you it was bad.

Cilla - here is your e-mail...

"So...my job has probably less than a month to go. I probably can't get into school before January, though I haven't had time to try Murray yet. Also, I don't know what the crud I'm gonna do. I'm thinking about Physical Thereapist Assistant. Two-yr program, not too bad. *sigh* To be a PT takes about 3-4 more years than that, I think. But, that would be awesome. I would really love doing that. I thought about it several years ago. Gosh, I got so lazy. I knew I should've gone to college, but I just didn't have anything together for it and I just thought I would be ok. But, I realize now that I'm not satisfied with a job. Simply because it never is a job. It's this one, and then another and another. I'm sick of it.
See? I got nothing.
I think that I would still like to do hair, but I could make better at something else. I want growing room. I don't think that I should have to wait on my paycheck each week. Not that we do now, but this isn't good enough for the rest of my life. And after I took that test at the VoTech, I realised that I really am getting rusty. I don't want to be lazy-brained. ;)
Woops. I just spilled, huh?

I should blog this..."

...and I did.

Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift. That is why it is called present.

...just a random quote I saw today...

Warning:

So, um....my hair is different. I look amazing, if you were wondering. I will have pictures tomorrow, I hope. I am loving it. Yay Tori! You are amazing.

MOOD:

Grr. So...what is all of this mumbling and grumbling about?

You really don't want to know, but since it's my blog you get what I throw out there.

I've been pretty uncertain about which way I'm going in my career. I had it all figured out just a month ago. But everything has changed since then. What are the pros and cons in the hair field? Well, pros are pretty positive: hair always grows, open up your own shop, flexible hours, being a mom wouldn't be that big of a deal when the time comes, good pay, etc. Overall, it's not a bad idea. But...then there's the cons: building a buisness and a name for yourself takes time. And money. Lots of it. If you move, you lose everyone and you have to build up again. And last but not least, I didn't get into the class this year, so what am I going to do?

Yeah. I know.
I called today and asked when I might be hearing back about my application and she said that it should be pretty soon and transferred me to another gal. I explained to her who I was and she said, "Yes, but you applied in June." ("but" what? Had I done something wrong...by applying in June? What the cow?) "Yes, that is correct." "Well, the class was filled in May, so -..." (HOLD UP! Why the CRAP did you guys not tell me that in JUNE when I applied?!! Am I ticked? Oh! YES!) "Oh. Ok...so I can't get in this fall..." "Well," ( Such a sharp tone. It grates all the way down my spine. She's so...curt.) "we aren't going to know that until classes begin and we find out who all shows up." (So you're tellin' me there's a chance!) "Oh, so there might be a chance-..." "We have a very long waiting list..." (So you're telling me there's a -...) "...I'll go ahead and leave your name on it and I would say that you probably won't get in this fall and not January either. If you don't get a call by next April, you might call and see if your name is still on the list." (Ok. I'm numb, now.) "Ok. Thanks." "Have a good day." *click* (sure will...thanks for ruining it.)

I started thinking the other day (again) about if I should do nursing. But I had hair to look forward to...maybe this is a sign. I'll just have to pray about it. Leave your thoughts. I have a feeling this is going to be one of those...nights...I think church will help. Blah.

Unashamedly Oblivious =)

So, the youth group is doing a firework stand for a fundraiser. Obviously, I have been helping run it some. Last night Kendle and I closed up so that Jeremie could go home a little early. I suppose it will be one of the only nights that he does that this week. Anyhoo.
At some point during the evening, I heard Kendle talking to Jeremie about something or other "...at the youth's firework show on Sunday, we should..." -blahbla...
In my head I'm thinking that this will be cool...boy I didn't even know the youth were having one, but that makes sense...blahblah...I wonder where they'll have it...oh, well, I'll find out between now and then...ope! there's a customer...
So I help them and then go chit chat with whoever and Kendle comes up 20 minutes later and says something about the show on Sunday night and, "Oh, by the way, it's gonna be at our house."
WHAT?!!
All of the youth at our house? Of course that's fine. But I have to CLEAN!!! Ah! And who knows who all will show up...adults, etc... I had really better clean!
And I went home last night and I....went to bed. Ah. So nice and peaceful. Hey. I was tired, ok? Ok. Oh, and you're all invited. Bring 5-10 bucks if you can and let's have some fun!