It all started with planning a coffee date with my friend/coworker Sommer.
On my way to our chosen coffee shop, she called me and said that she had unfortunately locked her keys in her car.
I picked her up and we headed to my house to get some heavy artillery to remedy the problem.
She also called a locksmith whom hung up before she could ask him how much his services were going to cost her. So she called back….but there was no answer.
After several long minutes of trying to break into the car, we realized our hanger wasn’t working. (It’s hard with automatic locks.) BUT, our locksmith had arrived to hopefully, save the day. He got out of his car and told her it was going to cost $65. She politely told him “No Thank You.” and that we would find someone else to do it. He was polite at first, trying to convince her otherwise. She reminded him of the fact that she had called him to find out the cost, but he did not answer his phone call. He wasn’t satisfied. he said it was going to cost her $35 dollars anyway because he had to drive out on a Sunday night in the cold. She basically told him that this wasn’t her problem, he should have answered his phone, and he couldn’t make her pay anything. (You go Girl) All this time, I am but a mere spectator, admiring the way that Sommer is handling herself so calmy…
and then ….
The next thing I know the guy is telling her that she should go to that really hot place where people go when they die if they don’t have Jesus, and that she’s a piece of something smelly. (He was really angry.) And then he says that he is going to have her car towed, which I told her was impossible. They are both sharing words while dialing their phones, and I stood by like . Worse comes to worse and I hear Sommer saying into her cell phone. ” I need a police officer here because I am being harassed by a locksmith.” Then, the locksmith was in his car and gone, and I was scared so I made Sommer come get in my car with me while the nice police lady gave her the number of a different locksmith and we recounted over and over again what had happened like we had just gotten into a fight on the playground.
Then, the nicest man ever from 1-800-pop-a-lock came on over and popped the door open in 2 seconds flat and barely charged us a nickel…ok it was more than a nickel but it felt like nothing compared to what he had been through.
One of my favorite pastimes is singing in the car.
I don’t mean like singing along to my favorite tunes all sweet and innocent, I mean full open mouth, turning up the radio all the way so I can’t hear myself and occasionally waving my arms.
I also believe I may have mastered the art of what to do when someone actually catches me in the act of this ridiculousness. If what I just stated is true, then I feel that it is my duty as a fellow member of the highway choir club to share my insights.
The way I see it, in the likelyhood that you take a second during your rendition of Kelly’s “Since you’ve been Gone” to look over your shoulder to the onlooker in the vehicle next to you, you have 1 of 4 choices…
1. Immediately stop. As far as that high school boy in his pick-up truck knows, what he thought he just saw never happened, it was just a figment of his imagination. He probably doesn’t have enough freedom in his veins to do it himself and just wishes what he thought he saw had been true.
2. smile politely and then stop. So what if thriller is the best dance ever….that guy in his lexus doesn’t even deserve the chance to see your sweet moves, you’ve only just spent a second together at this red light, you barely know him. So, you look at him, smile sweetly, turn a little red, but deny him the chance to see the best display of zombieness he has ever seen.
3. keep going…just tone it down. So what? That girl in her volkswagon just caught you rapping better than jay-z, but the song isn’t over. Who is she to steal what could have been the highlight of your whole day or your whole r&b career? So you keep going, but you decide to keep the gang signs below the steering wheel, you don’t need her telling the story to all her sorority sisters.
4.roll with it It’s one of those days, you could care less if grandma blue-hair just caught you singing into your waterbottle. As a matter of fact, the only way this moment could get better is if she joined you, so you roll your window down, stick your arm out towards her and remind her to “Don’t stop believin….”
Those are just some ideas…maybe you have others? please share your wisdom with the group.
I’m 25 and I think I am really going to like it. The first week has been really exhausting, ok mostly horrible, but I am just sure that this is bound to be the best year of life yet.
Let’s back track a little bit.
Last weekend on Friday we headed over to Meredith and Brittany’s for her official housewarming party. She has worked really hard and her new place is super cute. I may or may not have stepped out of line and punched Scott in the chest during a rousing game of cornhole, but I felt horrible and made sure and apologized.
Saturday was the day of my pirate birthday parrrrrty. It was so cute and fun. (Atleast I thought it was fun.) I loved having all my Charlotte friends together and the super great Boggs’ came down from high point, and so did Lana which made the night extra special. There were plenty of pirate jokes and even a little booty shakin…so all in all, the party was a success.
Sunday was off to church, Ben is starting a new series on the holy spirit which I am really really excited for. Sunday afternoon I got to have a really nice skype date with Brandon. It was truly wonderful. I really do feel blessed by the small conversations we get to have. Even if it’s just a moment to say hi. They are like a breath of fresh air.
Monday was my true birthday. We made pirate hats at school, and my students walked around saying “Argh it’s me teacher’s birthday.” Which I thought was the darn cutest thing ever. Then, a couple of friends got together to go watch the colts win monday night football. I especially loved that night. I just love really fun get-togethers with small groups of people.
Even though school has been WILD (that is why there have been a lack of posts lately….) there really have been a lot of super fantastic things happening to the people I love…..for instance….(sorry if I leave anyone out)
My friends Julia and Michelle just ran a half marathon
Erica and Matt got married
My friend Erin from back in JC is gonna have a baby!
Christine and Tracy got engaged in a hot air balloon in Asheville!
Ben and Erin are getting hitched too!
So are Devan and Paul…….and Austin and Freddie!!!!
It has seriously been one set of exciting news after another around here….and I’m loving it.
Day three in my room....not done by any means, but not bad
tomorrow's project...organizing the book barn.
and in other news….I had my first skype chat with Brandon last night. Well, last night my time, this morning his time….you catch my drift. He’s the best.
Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the law and the prophets.
The golden rule right? Heard it a thousand times. Seems easy enough right? But what if you are following the rule and no one else is? Do you still have to love them then?
Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the law and the prophets.
Therefore? What’s that there for? Well, let’s back up a verse…..
If you then, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him. Therefore, whatever you want men to do to you, do also to them, for this is the law and the prophets.
The therefore shows us that it’s linked to the previous verse. So what does this all mean?
God wants to give you good gifts. He wants to bless you. He loves you. If you put your trust and hope in that, then you are able to love those who might not love you in return. Who cares if the people you are trying to love turn and do harm to you, you’re hope is not in them. It is in the hope and faith that God will take care of you and bless you, and love you.
How much more will your father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask him?
She politely told him “No Thank You.” and that we would find someone else to do it. He was polite at first, trying to convince her otherwise. She reminded him of the fact that she had called him to find out the cost, but he did not answer his phone call. He wasn’t satisfied. he said it was going to cost her $35 dollars anyway because he had to drive out on a Sunday night in the cold. She basically told him that this wasn’t her problem, he should have answered his phone, and he couldn’t make her pay anything. (You go Girl) All this time, I am but a mere spectator, admiring the way that Sommer is handling herself so calmy…
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. Worse comes to worse and I hear Sommer saying into her cell phone. ” I need a police officer here because I am being harassed by a locksmith.” Then, the locksmith was in his car and gone, and I was scared so I made Sommer come get in my car with me while the nice police lady gave her the number of a different locksmith and we recounted over and over again what had happened like we had just gotten into a fight on the playground.
pop-a-lock
Ben and Erin are getting hitched too!
