so i managed to survive the week. It was great. I ate a lot of junk and only went to the gym on Tues and thurs.
Tonight i end the week with a bang. I get to pay to shop (don't ask), have cocktails and a yummy dinner maybe at the Varsity. So I guess i will be needing those cocktails ha.
So I am having some personal issues at work.
I don't know for a fact if this person washes their hands or not. It is rumored they dont after using the restroom. I never witnessed it so I dont go around saying it. But I feel bad for this person because I bet they have no clue that is what people are saying. i dont know them well enough to say "hey by the way the office thinks you dont wash your hands!"
But would you like to be pegged with that statement?
Some of my friends think or say they know this person doesn't but I am struggling dealing with it. I am trying hard to be a better Christian and it seems like this week the topic has come up more but now it is to the point where comments such as "he is weird and reminds me of a psych ward person" are being made.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
i will in short recap my day yesterday and the morning before that for you so that you understand the humor in my morning today.
Tuesday....wake up at 5:30 get ready for gym, grab coffee, get to gym, actually work out. Take a shower. Get dressed. Leave gym see the neighborhood black cat that hangs around. Go to pet him as usual. He likes it he purrs goes to rub on my leg and takes a nice big bite.
I am bruised.
Get to work. forget about it. Work is dull. I go through the motions. Get home. Hang out and work on stuff. Go to bed.
Decide Wed not to go to the gym. I am dog free and it feels good to be next to John. We sleep in until a little after 6. He goes to work. I get ready. I was about to get in my car when I fall and land on my butt. I slid on the rainy blacktop covered in leaves.
I guess that about set my day.
My aunt gives me candy at work as a thank you for watching her dog. I am trying to lose weight. Candy is tempting i eat 5 pieces!
Forget that I am going after to work to eat mexican. I really blew my diet today...I think. Have a beer at dinner and some cheese dip for the chips.
Feeling bloated and full I head home. It was worth it though for the conversation.
It is dark and rainy and I can't drive in the dark so I pray most of the way home.
I get home. I pass out.
I am awaken by a loud voice. it is masculine and loud and right in my ear. It says "Amanda get up!"
Are you there God? It's me Amanda......
Hm......
So i look at the clock and it says 5:20am. Just ten mins until my alarm so I get up. I feel refreshed and not so tired. I get ready for the gym.
work out is fine.
I go to leave the gym and..... the crazy cat that bit me is on the hood of my car waiting for me after I left the gym. I put my sleeve out to let him smell and incase he bit me it was a good bit of padding. I thought this can't be good. ha.
But he nuzzled me and purred. So I go to the trunk of the car and he walks across the top of my car and watches me as I put my stuff in the trunk then walks towards the driver door. I open it to get in then realize he may not jump off when I start the car. so I shut my door and try to get him to get back on the hood. He wouldn’t he wanted in my car! I open my door again and he tries to think about how he can get in with me.
I put my purse down and then finally get him to get on the hood. When I start the car he jumps off and goes to the front door at the gym.
Crazy cat! crazy day!
Tuesday....wake up at 5:30 get ready for gym, grab coffee, get to gym, actually work out. Take a shower. Get dressed. Leave gym see the neighborhood black cat that hangs around. Go to pet him as usual. He likes it he purrs goes to rub on my leg and takes a nice big bite.
I am bruised.
Get to work. forget about it. Work is dull. I go through the motions. Get home. Hang out and work on stuff. Go to bed.
Decide Wed not to go to the gym. I am dog free and it feels good to be next to John. We sleep in until a little after 6. He goes to work. I get ready. I was about to get in my car when I fall and land on my butt. I slid on the rainy blacktop covered in leaves.
I guess that about set my day.
My aunt gives me candy at work as a thank you for watching her dog. I am trying to lose weight. Candy is tempting i eat 5 pieces!
Forget that I am going after to work to eat mexican. I really blew my diet today...I think. Have a beer at dinner and some cheese dip for the chips.
Feeling bloated and full I head home. It was worth it though for the conversation.
It is dark and rainy and I can't drive in the dark so I pray most of the way home.
I get home. I pass out.
I am awaken by a loud voice. it is masculine and loud and right in my ear. It says "Amanda get up!"
Are you there God? It's me Amanda......
Hm......
So i look at the clock and it says 5:20am. Just ten mins until my alarm so I get up. I feel refreshed and not so tired. I get ready for the gym.
work out is fine.
I go to leave the gym and..... the crazy cat that bit me is on the hood of my car waiting for me after I left the gym. I put my sleeve out to let him smell and incase he bit me it was a good bit of padding. I thought this can't be good. ha.
But he nuzzled me and purred. So I go to the trunk of the car and he walks across the top of my car and watches me as I put my stuff in the trunk then walks towards the driver door. I open it to get in then realize he may not jump off when I start the car. so I shut my door and try to get him to get back on the hood. He wouldn’t he wanted in my car! I open my door again and he tries to think about how he can get in with me.
I put my purse down and then finally get him to get on the hood. When I start the car he jumps off and goes to the front door at the gym.
Crazy cat! crazy day!
Monday, March 17, 2008
thoughts from my mynd.......
Sometimes due to my accent.....whatever......I get asked "Where are you from?"
My favorite response "From the dirty dirty south playa. I am from that 504 diztrict. New Orleans." They stare at me for a second.....then I say "Yeah I grew up where smoker's out back were selling their mama's sofas." If they ask me "Is it that bad?" I reply with "I use to get in trouble back in da day but the law one...the sheriff got shot but them fella's forgot his son."
Yeah that tells me if they down or not. Most of the time my sister and I say this for shits and giggles. No need to be proper with us. We are from a different culture all together. We know. My boyfriend tells me I am from another country. He has been there.
I tell people....."people are so passionate about New Orleans and LA because it is raw." nuff said.
Other thoughts coming to my mynd are:
I realize how not keeping up with technology can hinder someone. It keeps you in the part of society that is slower. I look at my grandma and realize how she has kept her self uneducated. She refuses to keep up with the way society is going and depends on people. She keeps herself in the dark and therefore is behind in societal standards.I know part of this is she feels old and from another genration. She has a pattern, a way of life, etc. In today's world one can keep a pattern but how they may do one thing may have to change. For example one day answering the phone will be of a foreign event. We will soon be talking to people on the computer. Right now the thing most that changes is how I receive and send information. I think people are looking for something for their soul. The psychology and spirituality section has grown so much in the past decade. People want a faith, a higher power, a better sense of self. With this transition into a faster means of communication we have somehow lost who we are.
I conisder my sister beautiful. She has given me the best gift on Earth. She has given me my nephew. I missed his birth but she knew it was best for me. I had to move to another state to make a better life for me. Whenever I see her and my nephew even in photos, I get a feeling of peace and calm.I know he will have the best life that can be provided to him. He is definitly not without at this time. She has sacrificed a lot to bring him into this world. I often wish I could do more for her. Words cannot express how much I love them and what she has done. He will be someone great.
I think people who are spiritual recognize that there is a God and that we should try to live by his works. I think people who are religious focus their entire life based on their faith (such as Jews). They live for their faith.I believe fanatics go too far and instead of getting people to convert by actions create demonstrations and verbally try to insult you to get you to convert. I do not believe in this.
I am on fiyah i know :)
My favorite response "From the dirty dirty south playa. I am from that 504 diztrict. New Orleans." They stare at me for a second.....then I say "Yeah I grew up where smoker's out back were selling their mama's sofas." If they ask me "Is it that bad?" I reply with "I use to get in trouble back in da day but the law one...the sheriff got shot but them fella's forgot his son."
Yeah that tells me if they down or not. Most of the time my sister and I say this for shits and giggles. No need to be proper with us. We are from a different culture all together. We know. My boyfriend tells me I am from another country. He has been there.
I tell people....."people are so passionate about New Orleans and LA because it is raw." nuff said.
Other thoughts coming to my mynd are:
I realize how not keeping up with technology can hinder someone. It keeps you in the part of society that is slower. I look at my grandma and realize how she has kept her self uneducated. She refuses to keep up with the way society is going and depends on people. She keeps herself in the dark and therefore is behind in societal standards.I know part of this is she feels old and from another genration. She has a pattern, a way of life, etc. In today's world one can keep a pattern but how they may do one thing may have to change. For example one day answering the phone will be of a foreign event. We will soon be talking to people on the computer. Right now the thing most that changes is how I receive and send information. I think people are looking for something for their soul. The psychology and spirituality section has grown so much in the past decade. People want a faith, a higher power, a better sense of self. With this transition into a faster means of communication we have somehow lost who we are.
I conisder my sister beautiful. She has given me the best gift on Earth. She has given me my nephew. I missed his birth but she knew it was best for me. I had to move to another state to make a better life for me. Whenever I see her and my nephew even in photos, I get a feeling of peace and calm.I know he will have the best life that can be provided to him. He is definitly not without at this time. She has sacrificed a lot to bring him into this world. I often wish I could do more for her. Words cannot express how much I love them and what she has done. He will be someone great.
I think people who are spiritual recognize that there is a God and that we should try to live by his works. I think people who are religious focus their entire life based on their faith (such as Jews). They live for their faith.I believe fanatics go too far and instead of getting people to convert by actions create demonstrations and verbally try to insult you to get you to convert. I do not believe in this.
I am on fiyah i know :)
Monday, February 4, 2008
Hey
I am not dead! I am very much alive. I am so happy right now. I love my life.
My boyfriend does try. I know I complain and he messes up but then he turns around and does something right!
I dont think he has dated much so I am trying my hardest to be patient and let him know when something is not right.
His grandpa died Thurs on his mom's birthday of all days and he wanted me to attend the wake with him on Sunday. I said I would. He goes to a lot of parties and galas with me so I thought it would be appreciated that I go.
He calls me Sat and says he misses me and he wanted to hang out and to bring my clothes for the wake and stay over.
He went on a trip and I complained because he did not call me once. He said he got his butt kicked at work for not calling me. He said I could have called him but I explained to him that he was on vacation not me and if I went away for 5 days and did not call and was flying wouldnt he wonder about me? he said yes so this trip he knows better and will call.
Sunday after the wake he wanted me to stay again because he said he was going to miss me a lot since he leaves Sat to go skiing again. But I had work today so I couldnt.
It was a very draining day and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep and maybe watch some of the game but we had a party at the house so I had to stay up the whole time.
I am/was exhausted.
But on the way home I was thinking about things and I have a roof over my head, I do have a good boyfriend, I love my parents, I love my sister and my nephew, I have a car (that keeps running), I have a job with benefits, I have friends that I love, I have a dog, I have lots of clothes and nice things, etc. What do I really have to complain about?
Nothing......so maybe I should stop.
I know sometimes I do when I get aggravated but maybe I need to breathe first then think about what it is that is really bothering me before I open my mouth.
My boyfriend does try. I know I complain and he messes up but then he turns around and does something right!
I dont think he has dated much so I am trying my hardest to be patient and let him know when something is not right.
His grandpa died Thurs on his mom's birthday of all days and he wanted me to attend the wake with him on Sunday. I said I would. He goes to a lot of parties and galas with me so I thought it would be appreciated that I go.
He calls me Sat and says he misses me and he wanted to hang out and to bring my clothes for the wake and stay over.
He went on a trip and I complained because he did not call me once. He said he got his butt kicked at work for not calling me. He said I could have called him but I explained to him that he was on vacation not me and if I went away for 5 days and did not call and was flying wouldnt he wonder about me? he said yes so this trip he knows better and will call.
Sunday after the wake he wanted me to stay again because he said he was going to miss me a lot since he leaves Sat to go skiing again. But I had work today so I couldnt.
It was a very draining day and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep and maybe watch some of the game but we had a party at the house so I had to stay up the whole time.
I am/was exhausted.
But on the way home I was thinking about things and I have a roof over my head, I do have a good boyfriend, I love my parents, I love my sister and my nephew, I have a car (that keeps running), I have a job with benefits, I have friends that I love, I have a dog, I have lots of clothes and nice things, etc. What do I really have to complain about?
Nothing......so maybe I should stop.
I know sometimes I do when I get aggravated but maybe I need to breathe first then think about what it is that is really bothering me before I open my mouth.
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