Inconsistency

I wish that I was one of those people that was totally consistent in terms of daily activities.  I wish that I consistently ironed my clothes the night before work so I wouldn’t have to rush in the morning but this rarely happens.  I wish that I consistently spent time in the Word but that has been a giant struggle lately. I also wish that I followed a handy dandy weekly cleaning schedule and that my home was consistently clean but alas that never happens.  I did pin one though so I might give it a go.  All of this is to say that I have not been consistent with my Good Deed a day since my last entry.  I have had parents in town, I’ve been travelling for weddings, I’ve been planning out the quilt for my father.  I’ve just been busy and haven’t been able to keep up with the blog or the deeds for the blog every single day.  This is what I do have. 

So in spring I signed up for a Groupon type deal where for one low price I was able to take a gun safety course, the conceal carry permit class and get a year's membership to the shooting range.  A friend and I both signed up for it.  The only other time I shot a gun was with a guy friend and the shell bounced off the wall and went down my shirt.  I was wearing a tank top with a shelf bra and the ridiculously hot shell got stuck in between my boobs and so I slam the gun down, thankfully not shooting anybody in the process and got the shell out.  I ended up with a blister on my chest that scabbed and pealed.  I swear these types of things only happen to me.  Well I wanted to get more comfortable with a gun so I signed up for the classes and I got my carry permit.  I haven't bought a gun yet and I'm not sure if I ever will but it doesn't hurt to have a permit.  I had actually taken the class and wasn't sure about applying for the permit until I talked to my future roommate and she talked about seeing some cheap condos for rent near the river.  I said that I had also seen them but my boss said they were in a bad part of town and the bars on the parking garage were there for a reason.  My roommate then responded with, "I love witnessing to homeless people so I would love that!"  The very next day I went to get my carry permit.  Since I was rushed in terms of time and getting this done before I moved I didn't really put much time and effort into my appearance since I didn't think anybody would ever see my permit since I wasn't sure if I would buy a gun.   I tell you all of this because when I changed my address for my driver's license it said that since I was within so many months from needing a new license (good ole 30th birthday coming up) that I could get a new renewed license and wouldn't have to get a new one for my birthday.  I'm thinking this is awesome!  Not only is it convenient but I can keep my cute young picture on my license and won't have to go go down to the DMV and wait forever and take a new pic! Sweet deal!  Well imagine my disappointment when my new license shows up with my conceal carry picture!!  My hair isn't even curled?!?  Such a disappointment.  So pissed off.  This makes me want to dye my hair again, grow out my bangs, get rid of my adam's apple (good greif, I hate that about my appearance) and contact somebody about getting a new picture.  Anyways, this long explantation is to show that the heart on my license shows that I am an organ donor. 

 












While in the elevator I hear a click, click, click on the floor and hold the door open for whoever is rushing towards me in heels.  Once she got in the elevator she said she should nickname them her "please hold the elevator shoes."

I have been running out of steam at night recently.  Last Wednesday night I reached a point where I just couldn't do anything else and climbed into bed at 10.  This meant that I had to pack, bake chocolate pies and load the car all on Thursday morning which put me way behind schedule but I just couldn't bring myself to do it on Wednesday night. The same thing happened last night.  After driving back from Thanksgiving with part of the family in east Tennessee I unloaded the car, took a bath and then crashed.  I was in bed at 9:30.  Why can't this happen during the week when I have to work early the next day?  I slept until 10 this morning and I just felt out of sorts.  I was sneezy and sleepy and honestly didn't want to become like any of the other drawfs so I decided to stay in and be lazy for the first day in months. 

Goodreads.com is a great place to organize your books.  I love seeing all of the ones I have read and I enjoy keeping track of the ones I want to read.  I was suffering through a book that several people told me was amazing.  It was slow and painful torture.  I went on goodreads and I found a review of the book that totally matched how I felt.   I finally stopped listening to the audio on disc 7 out of 9.  It was so horrible that I couldn't make it through the remaining 2 hours of listening.  Life is too short for 2 hours of listening to a bad book.  Just be careful because some of the reviews give away spoilers. 

So I was texting with a friend and they asked me how the football game was over the weekend and I said that I went to the last Twilight movie instead.  He responded with, "I wonder which one was more painful to watch."  I don't get comments like these.  Obviously I went to see a movie that I liked so why act like it was a painful experience.  I totally went off on him.  Total over reaction.  We thankfully have the type of relationship where he calming told me it was an over reaction and then proceeded to say that I should take him and his personality into consideration and that he should have just asked me how I liked the movie instead of wording it the way he had.  I totally felt convicted and apologized.  He isn't snarky and sarcastic (gee, I wonder who might have projected her own personality onto his comments... nope, can't think of anyone, nobody comes to mind...) and I never should have even assumed that is how his comment was meant.  

I've had a birthday calendar for a while but honestly my life has been so transitional this last decade I haven't done a great job keeping up with it.  I have some family members in pen but have most other people in pencil.  Honestly so many people move or get married and disappear that it is hard to use pen on everybody.  You know you've made it into the inner circle of my life if you get penned into my birthday calendar. 

My Thanksgiving was spent in a restaurant and I felt so bad about taking the waitress and the rest of the staff away from their families but also very grateful to have a place to go so that I didn't have to cook a full meal for me and my brother.  Whenever UT plays we don't get a typical Thanksgiving and have to fend for ourselves.  We have gone to Shoney's and Riverside Tavern in the past.  I like Cracker Barrel the most though and was very happy they were open.  We then went to see Skyfall and may I just say how much I love Daniel Craig as Bond, James Bond.  Hello blue eyes!  

Ever been next to somebody that can't stop sneezing?  That was my mom when her and my dad were in town and we went out for a nice dinner and then on to see a play. She sneezed her head off at dinner but thankfully it calmed down before we went to go see White Christmas at Tennessee Performing Arts Center.  It was fabulous!  Very well done play!  Thankfully my parents are awesome sports and posed in the cardboard cut out board.  This was one of the pictures used for their Christmas card this year.  My dad doesn't know this. Hee hee.  I took a picture for a couple after my parents and the guy was a short guy and could barely fit his head in the hole.  It was so sad.  He almost knocked the board over reaching on his tip toes.  Poor little fella.  On the way out of the theater while walking on the sidewalk somebody let out a fart of all farts and mom and I just looked at each other at the same time and couldn't stop laughing.  We were giddy.  It was ridiculous.  

I do hope that you all had a great Thanksgiving with friends and family.  I had a great time with my family.  My brother is truly one of the most insightful and considerate people I know and I stayed with him in my old condo.  He had gotten milk for me knowing that I eat cereal in the morning which is just so sweet.  One night the parents, the brother and I watched How to Train a Dragon and just had a fun time with each other and laughing about things on the internet and life.  Good times. 

A Little of This, a Little of That...

My boss got her hair did last week and you could tell she made an effort to keep it styled like they did it at the salon and so I made sure to compliment her on it.

This weekend I spent some time in the mountains with my family.  It was a busy weekend.  After work on Friday I got in the car and headed east.  Thanks to a curve that always, well almost always, has a wreck on it the four hour trip took over five hours.  I did stop for dinner at a Steak-N-Shake and the hostess was completely overwhelmed but was trying her best to keep up with the people coming in, handling a man wanting to pay his check and taking my to-go order.   You could tell that she was at the age in a teenager’s life where she wasn’t fully comfortable with herself yet.  I made sure to tell her what a pleasure it was working with her.  

With the time change I didn’t arrive until 11:30ish.  Needless to say I was tired but ended up staying up late talking to somebody on Facebook.  This was a very bad decision since I was woken up at 5:30 by the sweetest little voice of my nephew who had forgotten where his parents’ room was in the cabin and was looking for them.  He didn’t recognize me without my makeup and got a little bit frightened and embarrassed thinking he woke up a stranger.   David just recently has started opening up to me.  He was a momma’s boy ALL THE WAY and would have nothing to do with me since he saw me so rarely. We bonded over lunch the last time I was in town and this weekend we really had a great time together. I loved talking with him about different things and whenever I used big words I made sure to explain them to him.  He wanted to pretend to be animals and he decided right off the bat that he wanted to be a zebra. I, however, spent my pretty little time going through the rolodex of animals I could think of.  I would describe the ones David didn’t know to him. Example:  a ferret is a mixture of a cat, rat and snake. They supposedly smell. 

On Sunday our family got to experience the hot mess that is Dollywood.  It is so red neck in many ways. On the way in we saw a woman wearing a shirt that said “Driving Trucks and Tagging Bucks!”  Classy.  At the end of the night there was a drunk guy with his white hair in a mullet complete with sweat band on our trolley to the parking lot.  He was telling people they needed to find Jesus and spouting off his website where he evangelizes.  They make up names to go with each of the trolley stops.  A is for Amazing, B is for Beautiful, etc.  Thankfully this guy gets off on A and is yelling at the trolley to go to his website.  After he gets off people start making jokes left and right about him.  We were all laughing hysterically and I’m trying not to wake up Catherine who is asleep on my lap.  People that get off at B and C are yelling “God bless!!” and “Praise the Lord!”  When we get to trolley stop D/E the announcer is saying things like Dolly’s Earrings and Diamond Earrings and tells people to come up with their own words.  I hear Dumbo’s Ears from my dad a few rows back.  It took a while but when I finally came up with Drunken Evangelist we all had a good laugh on that trolley.  Anyways, my good deed for the day was not mocking this guy, but riding the ferris wheel with Catherine.  I’m not scared of heights but Emily and my mother are and Catherine needed somebody to go with her. She was very excited.  I kept trying to talk her out of it but she wouldn’t budge.  I just don’t see the point of a ferris wheel.  It was cold, and this is just sitting outside in the cold going in circles.  We did it. She was happy. I survived.

While I was in east Tennessee this weekend I was able to go to the wedding of a sweet friend of mine.  Megan has been such a special friend for the past few years and I was there for her through the entirety of her relationship with Clint including being there for their first date.  Since Megan met Clint online she was nervous about meeting him and wanted some friends in the area just in case she needed saving. Having experienced some awful online dating dates myself I understood.  Hannah and I went and ate at a nearby restaurant and were walking to where Megan was having dinner just to check on her but as we walked by the window of a Chocolate and Coffee shop Hannah said that they were in the window having dessert.  I hadn’t seen them so I turned around planning to just leisurely stroll by the window and catch a glance at what Clint looked like. Well I start walking back and right before I get to the window Clint looks up and sees me and instead of acting like a normal person who is just walking on a sidewalk I freeze.  So incredibly awkward.  I just froze there and then I  didn’t know what to do next so I just turn around and run.  So incredibly mature.  Thankfully Clint was so nervous on the date he didn’t think anything of it.  Well Megan had the cutest little scroll made up with the history of their relationship and I was on it!  Not by name of course but my friend totally yelled out to me, “That’s you!!”  

So with the move and everything I hadn’t gotten around to making a gift or even buying a gift for Megan and Clint.  I will sometimes do platters for my friends and they will vary depending on the couple and what they want.  I might do a monogram or I might do a couple at the altar and make them look like the bride and groom.  Well I felt bad about not having a gift for them and knew I was going to be awkwardly late with a platter if I made it and they are moving soon and it wouldn’t be fun to ship it but thankfully it all came together perfectly.  As soon as I sat down and saw their program with a sticker of two thumbprints with their monogram on it I was inspired.  Megan talked about thumbprints in her vows and even had a specialty wedding ring made for Clint with her thumbprint in it representing everything that was her, her whole being, down to her unique fingerprint was his.   Isn’t that cool!?!  It was a beautiful wedding filled with love- both for each other and both for Christ.  

On my way back to the cabin after the wedding I stopped by a mom-n-pop store to pick up a few things that we needed.  The man at the register asked me if I had had an enjoyable day and I responded that I had a great day and just came from a wedding.  He then asked if it was mine or somebody else’s.   I just kinda stared at him for a bit and then responded with, “If it was my wedding I hope I would be wearing white and doing something else afterward other than buying saran wrap and bread.”  Really?!?!?  These things seem to only happen to me.

So we deal with some interesting people at work.  Our floor has a good amount of homeless people on it. There is a lady that is schizophrenic and we have had issues with her calling us incessantly.  We have talked to her about only calling twice a day and if she calls and we don’t answer it means we are helping a patron or are on the phone or out of the office and therefore she needs to wait at least 30 minutes before calling back.  Today while I was helping a patron she called 5 times in a row.  On the fifth call I answered only to tell her that I was with a patron and could not talk and she needed to stop calling and call later.  She then told me I was lying and called me a bitch and said she was going to tell my boss to fire me.  I told her that I was not lying, that I would love to help her when I wasn’t previously working with somebody and that I didn’t appreciate being called a bitch.  I think she hung up at some point but who knows for sure.  Not cool.