Saturday, November 3, 2012

Writers block

In case you didn't know November is National Novel Writing Month. And so far, I'm off to a pretty good start with 4000 words. There's only one problem, writer's block. It's only November 3rd and I'm stumped. I'm going to assume that I just need a day to relax from it. With that being said, I'm going to stop talking about it because I just know that if Tessa sees this, she'll be saying something along the lines of, 'don't be saying those horrible words!' By the way Tessa if you do read this, don't be upset with me, I meant that in the most loving way possible. =) I love you, lady!
And just so I don't leave them out, I love you Jenn and Ginny! =)

Speaking of Tessa, Ginny, and Jenn, on wednesday (Halloween) these lovely ladies wanted to have fun on this day and dress up as book characters for pictures at McCrory Gardens. Since I didn't have to work until 5 and I do adore these ladies very much, I decided to take up their invite and join them in this adventure time. Miss Ginny dressed as Ginny Weasley from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Miss Tessa dressed as Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games, Miss Jenn dressed as Alice from Alice in Wonderland, and I dressed as Wendy Darling from Peter Pan.
We had a blast! Afterwards, the ladies were hungry so we went to Qdoba, where we got some of the strangest looks. At one point before we were leaving, Jenn was getting more soda and a little girl went up to her and started talking to her. Needlesstosay, it was a-dor-able!!!

Moving on...at work (yesterday actually) one of our new employees watched me while I was setting food for drive; when I got done sending an order of tenders and mashed potatoes out, she asked, "I noticed you put a fork and a spoon in that bag...why?" I then explained to her that I found odd how we only put forks with mashed potatoes with gravy. I would imagine that if I were to have mashed potatoes with gravy (which I don't, really) that I would prefer to finish all of it. Almost as my mom always told me, don't take what you won't finish.

With all this in mind, I will say farewell for now.

Bonus question: Do you prefer eating mashed potatoes with gravy with a spoon or a fork? (Sorry spork is not always available)

Thursday, August 9, 2012

A Sacrifice

So a thought that's been on my mind is rather crucial in my life. It's called sacrifice. I say this because for a while now I feel that I have been making so many sacrifices that I thought were either necessary or not. And whether they were or not, I did them without question. But after alot of thinking and coffee, I've not made as many sacrifices as I thought. The ones I have made, they were nothing compared to the ultimate sacrifice I was given; I'm talking about the sacrifice that God sent. God sent His only, pure, innocent, perfect son in order to save humanity from sin.
For example Lent, so many people have sacrificed something: not playing video games, chocolate, junk food, etc. We think we are doing something hard by fighting that temptation. That when the season is done we can just have it again. Something hard would be sending your own son to die for all the wrong of the rest of the world. I mean think of Abraham, he was going to sacrifice his son because he was doing what he was told. Parents think of your children. Would you willing let you your sons or daughters die for the wrong of others? Would you send your sons or daughters somewhere to die?

Bragging Rights, Daydreaming, Coffee or Tea, and my-not-so-romantic-movie line

Summer is nearly over. SDSU students should be coming back soon. Considering it has been so slow at work, when people are back, I won't have to worry about getting bored. I do hope that the school year goes by quickly. I will say one thing though, I'm going to miss Daniel like no other. That's right, Dan has one more year of school left. But then, he will quite hopefully have a job at a police station. So, pray for him. Just pray that he does exceptionally well this year (which I know he will) and then is able to get a job as a police officer just like he dreams. But like I said, I have the uttmost faith in him. I'm very proud of him. He is such a hard worker. Mr. and Mrs. Morell, if you two read this, I just want you to know how amazing and spectacular your son is. You should be very proud of him just like I am. Daniel, you are going to be an amazing police officer!

Have you ever been so bored that you just wandered aimlessly and just hung out by yourself. I'm currently sitting at Cottonwood Coffee by myself. Obviously writing a blog. :) I don't know why but I have so much energy. Oh, well. So adding to being by yourself, how many times in one day do you find yourself daydreaming. I have a tendency to do it everyday and more than once. Just randomly but not like during lunch rush at work when I need to be focusing. I'm not certain about you but I do enjoy my daydreams, a lot of the times I wish I could control when I do and when I think about it, I know I can but they seem to take over. But oh well.

So, while writing that last paragraph, I had a thought...which do you like better, coffee or tea? Also, Which tea do you like best? Black, white, red? Chammomile, jasmine, etc. Americano, cappuccino, espresso, etc. Why do you like it that way? The taste? Smell? Look? Does it calm you? Relax you? How often do you have it? As for me, my favourites are: dirty chai latte made with soy milk, chai tea, and cinnamon; also a hazelnut latte with soy milk. My favourite teas are jasmine and chai.

Now, time for some gushy stuff. Ladies, and possibly some gentleman who are great romantics...do you have a favourite romantic line from a movie that just makes your heart flutter when you hear it or that you would want to hear or have said to you? One line that I like but I wouldn't want said to me because it's not a Daniel original, it's from the movie Holes (I know, not the best movie in the world or a romantic one at that) when Kate Barlow is crying while reading a book, Sam comes in and does the line he's been saying, "I can fix that". Considering the way, Sam had been taking care of her, it was so very sweet. I don't know maybe I just think it's a lot sweeter than it should be or is.