Managing Your Moods

I joined the women's group at church and we're reading a book called Managing your moods. I mentioned it to several men in the church and they said they wanted their spouses to attend the group. I told them I only paid six bucks for the reading material and they thought that was a great investment for happiness. Men are so funny!

Front Porch America

When I was in High School I read a book by Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine. The author would constantly refer to "front porch America" and the slow disappearance of that culture. This weekend I thought about that book.

Saturday afternoon it rained for the first time, in no telling how long. It was so nice that Trey and I pulled out our lawn chairs on the front porch and watched as the rain fell. We talked for half an hour out there and watched the neighbors kids as they ran in the street.

Daphne's Room is Missing a Bed

We've lived at our home for well over a year and we still had bare walls in the guest room/Daphne's room. I've had frames and artwork ready for hanging, it was just trying to get Trey to mount the things. Well, this past weekend Trey and I finally got around to hanging things up. It looks really different and I think D-dog likes it. One thing I should note is that our friend Sean doesn't have a bed so we let him borrow our matress from this bedroom. He needs it more than we do right now. So here is the bedless room.


Finally, pictures on the wall.


I've never been to a bed and breakfast, but this room makes me think BNB.


This corner of the room hasn't changed much, but now that I think of it, I'd have to say more dust has mounted on the guitar.


This is the tierra I wore on my wedding day. It was in a box before. It's too pretty to be in box where it can't be seen.


In this corner we put up the very purple picture. To the right are two small frames hanging. There's suppose to be one more, but the frame fell off the wall last week and the frame was damaged. I was home alone when it happened and it scared me half to death.

Sunday Morning Church

For half of my life I've been raised in the Catholic church. I was baptized when I was an infant and I recently made the decision to be baptized as an adult. This past Sunday I did it.


This was after the dunk


This isn't the whole band, but here is half of us practicing early in the morning before Sunday school


Bass Stealer!


Trey snaps a photo of me practicing the bass


My mom went to church with us to support my baptism


Johnny Lang face


Trey is such a show-off

UnderRated

1. Wrist Watches
2. H-E-B Coffee
3. Employment
4. McDonald's bacon ranch salad
5. Reliable transportation
6. Family
7. Air Conditioners

One thing I forgot to add to the OverRated list....Starbucks

OverRated

Yesterday I made a mental list of all the things that are highly overrated:

1. Coldplay
2. Living in L.A.
3. ipods
4. Wes Anderson
5. The movie Sideways
6. Sushi

Stop Feeding Me Junk

ACU human resources hired me to tape an event yesterday and they feed me too. I was so hungry that I tried to convince myself the food was good. I'm usually really good about clearing my whole plate, but this time I just couldn't do it.

Later that night Trey and I were running late to Wednesday night church and I knew we had to eat beforehand because after class we had band practice. We stopped by Sonic and I ate a greasy hamburger, fries, and a soda. I told Trey no soda, but he insisted. Since I stopped drinking sodas I've realized when I occasionally drink one it burns my throat. It really hurts, no joke. It feels like acid.

Later, at church I joined the women's group and they had a pot-luck feast. I didn't want to be rude, since it was my first time there, so I grabbed a plate and ate more. It was around 9 o'clock that night, when Trey and I were heading home, he asked me if I wanted to get desert. I just looked at him like he was crazy and I told him my body was telling me to stop feeding it junk.

Change is Hard

For the past few minutes I've been trying to change the face of my blog, but I just can't do it! After changing the face, my sites saved to the right were deleted...grrrrrrr.

About the Truck: Before & After

Lots & lots of rust on the frame

Here is a one picture of afterwards

I like how it looks like new



I've been meaning to post these pictures of Trey's truck for a while. This is the first step we've taken to restore the C-10 1969 Chevy. We're both excited, but realize it will take years before it'll be complete. Here are a few before and after pictures of the frame.

TV Junkie

It's funny how we can go most of the year without cable, but when football season is here Trey insists it's a necessity we cannot live without. This year we opted for Dish Network and my eyes are bloodshot from watching. I watch because I'm bored and partially because I feel like I have to catch up with the TV world. I've been watching TV for about 2 days and I'm already getting bored with it.

Trey is out of town for a few nights. He went with several men from church to Promise Keepers, a Christian men's retreat. He touched base with me last night and it seems like he's having a ton of fun. It's sort-of scary being at home by myself, but last night my mom came over and we watch two movies before I went to bed. And to let the time fly, before she came over, I watched The Notebook. I managed to watch it by myself and cried like a baby because it's so heartfelt.

About the job thing, it's hard being rejected, but it's their mistake not mine. I'm a great worker and I thank God for something else. As they say, I'm still on the market...the job market, that is. Well, I'm going to have as much fun as I can before my summer ends officially forever!

P.S. It looks like it's gonna rain so this morning I drove the car and I didn't realize how much I missed listening to music while I drive. I cranked up the stereo and yelled out lyrics from the Starting Line as loud as I could: "SNAP BACK INTO FORMATION AND GET TO WORK, UNTIL THE JOB GETS DONE. EVERYONE'S GETTING READY, 'CAUSE THEY'VE BEEN WAITING FOR FRIDAY NIGHT."
It felt good. I have to say everyone should use music as a stress reliever.

The Way It Goes...

Didn't get the job. Guess I'll keep looking.

A Divine Workout

Okay, I rarely go to the gym past 8 o'clock, but for some reason yesterday I thought it would be a good idea. I'm really glad I went because I had two great oppurtunites to share my faith. One of them is too personal to share to the world, but I can tell you about Zena. I was just about to leave, but before I left I saw this young woman. She smiled at me and I couldn't help, but notice a massive bump on her neck. She was nursing it and told me a spider bit her. She went to the doctor and had it checked out. I didn't know what to say, but I knew the Holy Spirit was tugging at my mouth. I asked her for her name and told her I'd be praying this week for it to heal. I know it's not much, but the more I share my faith the more it becomes natural for me. I turned the corner and stepped out of the locker room and I heard her say, "That is so sweet." I don't know if she meant for me to hear her say that or not.

I'm still waiting to hear something about this job that I was interviewed for. No word yet, just lots and lots of waiting.

Shopping & Open Houses

This weekend was Tax Free Weekend, so I took my 12 year old sister to the mall to shop. We were there for almost an hour and she still hadn't bought anything. I wasn't planning on buying any clothes, but I walked out of American Eagle with very, very long pants. Even when I wear my tallest high heels with them they still drag. I guess I'll need to buy some new heels...Bummer. But they are super cute! That night Trey and I went to the movies to see Will Farrell's new movie. It was so funny and I think I embarrassed Trey several times from laughing so loud.

Even though Trey and I own our house and don't plan on moving or selling, we like to go to open houses at least once a month to see what's on the market. Sunday, we made a game out of it. We made a list of all the houses and ranked them on a scale from 1-10. The best house we both agreed on was worth the money and move-in ready. It was listed at 160,000. It was nice, but I don't know if I would want to live there. I'm a big fan of older houses, like ours. We did find a house in our neighborhood that was built in the 30's. I got some good decorating ideas by walking through that house.

Judaism is Illuminated For This Gentile

I finished reading Everything is Illuminated and I was blown away with the book. The next day I rented the movie and was deeply dissatisfied. I mean, the movie was good if I hadn't read the book, but I was let down completely. Last night Trey and I were talking about the Jewish faith and I had more questions than answers. I don't know what it is, but I'm really fascinated with learning about Jewish culture and beliefs. One of the questions I asked Trey was, "Why are the Jews, God's chosen people?" He thought this would be a good discussion for our Sunday bible study. I feel so ignorant, but I'm determined to learn. I always hear people on the evangelism channel saying we should pray for Israel. But why? Am I the only Christian who doesn't know? I bet more people are like me, they just won't admit it.

Ha, Ha, Not Funny Then, But It's Funny Now

Last month I hit the gym pretty hard so yesterday morning I thought it would be a good idea to give the gym a break and go jogging around the neighborhood. I grabbed my sneakers and thought it would be fun to take Daphne, my beagle. Last year she would jog with me on a mile route with no problems. I figured she would enjoy it, boy was I in for a surprise.

We jogged from South 7th street all the way to 14th, which is roughly half a mile with no problems. As we ran around the corner to head back home Daphne decided she was going to lay her little behind down and quit. I tugged, pulled, talked, and pleaded without any success.

I had no choice but to carry her in my arms like a little baby all the way home. This is not what I had in mind when I originally woke up. There's an older man who lives around my neighborhood, he saw me walking with her in my arms as he was pulling out of his driveway. He stopped me and said I could get water from his water hose to hydrate her. Somewhere between getting drenched in the sprinkler system and Daphne running away from me, I just wanted to cry. I was wearing a black t-shirt that was drenched in water mixed with sweat and topped with dog hair. Oh, I didn't even mention that Daphne was smiling and breathing her dog breathe right in my face. I was so mad at her, but all I could do was laugh.

P.S. I got an email that said I won't hear about the job until next week. I want it, I want it!