Work is fun

I love my job and the wonderful people I work with.

I have a really busy week this week what with seeing Pirates last night (I loved it), dinner with my family, meetings with youth groups, a hair cut, Christ for the Nations, and then a weekend night of fun, I don't see a break until next Tuesday. That's exactly a week from today. That's scary... but then I get a short week that week cuz I'm taking off work to show a friend around Dallas. It's an exciting city I must say and I've come up with two or three things that we can do. I can't think of much... six flags, sixth floor museum, DMA, I'm tapped out. I got nothin'.

Really I have nothing to say, but I've decided I'm going to keep up with this thing whether I have something to say or not so all three of my adoring fans can be slightly entertained.

God bless you abundantly!!!

MINI

So I scheduled a test drive for this past weekend to get behind the wheel of a mini cooper. Man alive was it about as fun as can be!!! You can't really tell how fast you are going in those cars and when I asked my friend why she was getting nervous she told me it was because I was going 80 mph on a regular street. I started to get a little worried myself (it only felt like 60). (It's not my fault the dealership let me take the car out by myself!) Other than going 80 on a side street and 100 on the highway I think I drove pretty safely. I definitely want a convertible and someone to buy the car for me would be nice too. Yes, I do live in a place that doesn't have a strong foundation in reality. It's fun. http://miniusa.com

Boxes everywhere... I moved into my new apartment this weekend and while it was tiring it was fun too and a lot got accomplished. I love my new roommate and miss the old ones. Hi Savvy and Lo and Apey and Johnny.

I also watched fireworks this weekend and while sitting on a public lawn with a bunch of other people that I don't know the sprinkler system went off. Dry to soaked in 2.5 seconds. It was quite funny.

I have to go to the hospital!!!!!!!!!!

Those very words came out of my mouth last night pre-emptively. Yes I OVERREACTED to a teeny tiny boo boo on my finger.

It all started when my friend (what's a common last name?? Hmm... I'll call her Mrs. Smith, that could be anyone) started cutting a cantaloupe with a knife. A big, scary, sharp, dangerous knife that really should only be handled by professionals. Anyway, she was cutting this cantaloupe and as we all know cantaloupes are round and one of the halves began to roll off the counter top. We both go to grab the cantaloupe, but Mrs. Smith was still holding her knife so it made deep impact with my finger and well the blood started flowing and I may have panicked a little bit. (Or a lot depending on who is telling this story.) So I yell immediately, "I have to go to the hospital!" and FORCE my knife wielding friend to take me. Once we get there and wait for 30 minutes and the bleeding starts to subside I look at my finger, realize it's only a flesh wound and think maybe I jumped the gun with my desperate need to go to the hospital. A flipping butterfly strip and a HUGE whole in my wallet later I feel quite foolish.

As a consolation to my panic, the cut was quite deep as it is still bleeding 16 hours later.

Oh and I'm moving tomorrow... I wonder if the damsel in distress routine will get me out of lifting any heavy boxes? It's worth a shot!

I feel not smart... I can't figure out how to update my profile otherwise I'm sure all my readers, one, would see just how fascinating I am. And I AM fascinating!!!

Who are we kidding, I won't keep up with this.

OK - well I just created a blog so I could post comments on Melanie's blog. I've been sucked in!! But, I won't keep up with this so no worries.