A Typical Wal-Mart Experience

SO... let me tell you why I hate wal-mart. It's simple really. Tonight... I went, alone (because Sarah the amazing lives too far away but I know she would have come with me) to stand in line to get the New Moon DVD. I know... it's crazy, but I did it. So here's the thing. I was standing in line for an hour, at about 11 o'clock and this is what I witnessed:

Lady 1 in front of me: This lady is one of those people that wears jeans too tight around the waist and shirts that don't even come close to meeting the top of the pant line. She had a bad case of "the buldge". She had a new born baby who she was feeding (not nursing- thank heavens) and talked about how much she loves the twilight saga and all these details that only the really CRAZED fans would know and/or care about. She was talking about how she accidentally got pregnant when she grew up, SHE IS 21! Yeah... that's grown up. This girl never shut up, which was not the most annoying part. She named her daughter Isabella, and Lady 3 in front of me asked her if it was because of the movie, she OF COURSE said no, cause who really wants to admit that? Then she proceeds to tell lady 2 how she liked the name and told her Mom and her Mom was like "Oh, you had a grandma with that name" and now she says that's why she named her daughter Isabella. After her Grandma, who she didn't even know was named Isabella until she had already decided to name her baby that. And it had nothing to do with Isabella Swan. RIGHT! SHUT UP!

Lady 2 in front of me: This lady was sisters with Lady #3 in front of me. She had NO teeth and had the droopy face skin when her mouth was closed. She was in and out of line all the time bringing lady #3 stuff, just in case she wanted to purchase it. She was like a living breathing infomercial. At one point she begins to look at a book of New Moon pictures and is seriously DROOLING over Jacob...vocally. I was like... Um... there has to be an age limit to where that is totally unacceptable and borderline disgusting. I know there is because I seriously threw up in my mouth. RIGHT THEN! At one point Lady 1,2, and 3 start discussing tattoo's. Lady 2 pulls down her shirt to reveal to everyone a tattoo just above her breast. 2nd time I threw up in my mouth. She then proceeds to tell them how she got it high enough so that when her boobs start to sag, it wouldn't "go to far". 3rd time I threw up in my mouth. I was like... 'HONEY... I don't know what you classify as sagging, but they're already to your ankles'. When the line gets ready to move she begins to be frustrated and says to lady 3, "I can yell and tell them to start. I can be loud. OH SNAP!" LOL! She seriously said "OH SNAP!". She is like 70 or something. I chuckled at that, couldn't help myself.

Lady #3 in front of me: This lady is crazy 'no teeth, saggy boobs, "oh snap" lady's sister. She seemed somewhat normal. The most normal of all 4 of the ladies in front of me. She was planning to go home with her New Moon movie and watch it 2 times in a row with her husband. I have know idea why 2 times, but hey... more power to them. She started to talk to the other ladies which now includes a new lady, lady #4 about how her husband goes back east to participate in civil war reinactments. All I could picture was Sweet Home Alabama. Seriously.

Lady #4 in front of me: This girl was 19 years old, but looked older than me, I was shocked when she said she was 19 years old. She brought her 10 year old cousin with her who wanted to buy an item of clothing. Everytime she would bring something to lady 4, lady 4 would tell her how ridiculous it was. Here's the thing. I'm like 99% positive that lady 4 was trying to "fit in" with the old ladies here. She seemed like the kind of girl that probably didn't fit in much with her peers. She was not really dressed age appropriately, but more like the older ladies. It was really kind of annoying when she kept turning the 10 year old away cause a lot of the clothes were super cute. She'd go on about how ugly they were. I was like... that's the style right now. She was seriously like a 50 year old in a 19 year old body. When she would turn her away she'd say "Ugh... kids! If she was my kid, I'd beat her" I was like... WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU are still a kid. YOU ARE 19! I'm 32 and even I think the clothes are cute! The other ladies start to ask her questions about herself and they tell her to hold off having kids and get an education. She was like... "OH... I don't want kids. They freak me out!" AGAIN...19! She then starts to talk about she is going to Boston to participate in the Civil war reinactments this summer. When lady #3, whose husband does this as well, asked her questions, she didn't know the answers. Hmmm... It was getting so old watching her. I wanted to be like... UGH... BE YOUR STINKING SELF!!! NOT what you think others want you to be! When they brought around the cake... she asked for 2 pieces. I was like... you can have mine. It's midnight.

Man behind me: This man was like 60, there alone, and was so excited to get his packet of pictures and tattoos. It kind of creeped me out. I can't even get 1 man in my life to say he even remotely cares to watch the movie, let alone practically jump and down at the thought of a fake tattoo he can run home and apply on his arm. CREEPY! One ounce of drool, and I was OUT OF THERE!

Honestly... I was like... AM I SERIOUSLY the only normal NON-white trash person in this store right now? Cause i'm feeling a little out numbered. BUT... I got my DVD.

Yay for the time change

I LOVE SPRING FORWARD! Yes, you do lose an hour of sleep, but get over it. I love it because it means that Monday through Friday it is still light for an hour when I get home from work. Which means, I can ride my bike. Through the orchards. And listen to fun music on my ipod. And I'm pretty much in heaven. It's like one of the few times during the day I get to see the light from outside, well, I get to EXPERIENCE the light outside. Nice.

Wonderland

Last night Jen and I had our typical girls night out. It was a lot of fun. Jen is the best. Kind of funny, she is just getting over being sick, and I am just getting sick. We were quite the pair. Jen has special benefits at work and one of those is parking... EVERYWHERE. We parked in the Triad because we went to the Gateway. Well, we head down the ramp and there is an orange cone blocking the entrance, and I was like... what the... There is so much available parking! And we can see it. ALL AROUND US. I was thinking... eh.. run it over!The worst that'll happen is we drag it. I'll yank it out and replace it. Jen, being the better person decided to go through the out entrance right after a car come out. I guess her "benefits" didn't really pull through COMPLETELY... but we got out okay. Anyway... we went to Applebee's cause we love that place. Then we went to see Alice in Wonderland. It was good, BUT... I think there is a pretty great chance that I have had similar experiences to her EVERYTIME I OVERDOSE ON NYQUIL. Seriously... You know those movies where someone is so high at some party sitting on some couch, alone, zoning off into the outer workings of their own thoughts? They pretty much look dead, but are alive, sitting in the upright position with their eyes not only blood shot but bugging out STARING at nothing. You can even snap your fingers in their face and .... NOTHIN'! I'm pretty sure they are wandering around Wonderland. Alice in Wonderlund, although I didn't dislike it...is pretty much like Disney on drugs. What I learned... NEVER drink anything that says "drink me" and never eat anything that says "eat me". And another thing... I'm pretty sure the "white queen" is their drug supplier. LOL. You have to see it. It's good, just weird, but that is true to Alice in Wonderland.

When Dealing with People...

Today I came across this plaque and I fell in love with it. It goes right along with EVERYTHING that I have been thinking about and praying about. It was just what I needed. I thought I would share. You may have already seen/read this, but I never had, and it is definitely something I plan to incorporate into my life. OFTEN. Great words to live by:

1 Extra Mg

So... HYPOTHETICALLY speaking, say you run out of your lovely precious "I NEED THIS TO SLEEP" 5mg Melatonin, um... yesterday.And... tonight, you use some what the kids call their "Night Time Vitamin"but what we adults call "Go to sleep or die vitamin" 3mg Melatonin, and since your regular dose is 5mg, you take... eh... 2 of the 3mg ones (for the mathematically challenged, that is 6mg). What harm can 1 extra mg do?

I'll tell you in the morning.

PROVIDED...

Well, you know.

Ever Had One of Those Moments?

Have you ever had one of the moments when someone tells you something and you are BLOWN AWAY? You know what I mean, one of those "I just fell off my chair" moments, where you are shocked, and in disbelief. Have you ever thought something of yourself because time after time, life experience has taught you this thing? Have you ever had someone call you and in his own round about way pretty much "let you know" without him even knowing he is "letting you know" that the thing that your life experience may have taught you might ACTUALLY not be as accurate as you thought it was? Have you ever, out of shock, called that person (in so many words like "are you making this up") a liar because you believe that what they are telling can't POSSIBLY be the truth? Have you ever had one of those moments where you are forced to re-evaluate something that you have cemented into your heart and soul? Have you ever thought the game 20 questions pretty much sucked rocks? LOL- just kidding. Well, I had one of these moments last Thursday. I don't think I ever remember having one of these moments in my life. Well, not one where I had to re-evaluate a negative self image into a positive one. I've pretty much mastered the positive into the negative self image issues. But last Thursday someone I love (okay, it's Rustin) called me and relayed a message to me that he almost didn't, but I am so grateful he did because it was something I needed to hear. It was one of those times when you are praying your guts out for the Lord to help you to see yourself the way he does and he delivers in fine fashion. I am just grateful that my amazing brother is in tune enough to help him out. But what am I talking about, when if comes to spiritual things, my brother always delivers in fine fashion. It's one of the MANY reasons I love him so much. That, and the fact that I can pretty much get him to sigh out of disappointment at the drop of a hat. Disappointment or maybe annoyance. Eh... same thing. Oh, and let's not forget my award winning ability to get him to make up the most ridiculous stories. We're talking better than my fish was THIS big (while holding his arms 2 feet apart), when really... it was in the running for Worlds Fastest Fish to Get Lost in the Aquarium Rocks award. If you don't believe me (about the making up ridiculous stories), just ask him how many times I almost shot him while duck hunting. Lies. Big. Fat. Lies. It's just a good thing for him that I love his stinkin' guts. Try to be like Jesus. That's what I always say. LOL- just kidding. Uh-hem! (clearing throat) That's not a joke!

A Half and Half Day

Well... it's official. I broke in my co-workers with an official Tahnee break down cry today. I felt like a complete idiot. I sobbed. They gave me a tissue. And yeah, pretty much it was not one of my proudest moments. When I cry my eyes stay red for a long time, so pretty much everyone knows I've been crying, even if it's an hour later. It sucks.
The saddest part is that at one point today, I was sitting at my desk and all of a sudden I just felt this really warm feeling of the spirit. It was amazing. I wasn't even doing anything that you would normally think would merit it. I was just working, minding my own business, doing my job. And slowly it came on. It didn't last incredibly long, but it felt good. I have been doing a lot of studying in my personal time lately and Uncle J has been assisting with that. We have had some really good talks the last couple days. It's been awesome. I have really had some great personal revelation. When I felt that warm incredible feeling of the spirit today it was like the Lord was giving me a hug because he knew what was coming. I really believe that.
Let's just say that not everyone on my new floor has given me a warm inviting welcome, or made the transition easy. Even though I cried like a stinkin' baby, I felt so much love and understanding from the people who actually work with me that it made it okay. They listened, hugged me, gave me a tissue, and I just knew that regardless of what anyone else there thinks, the people I work with think great things about me. It also feels good to know that the amazing man that is my boss has my back, NO MATTER WHAT. I know there will be people that will hurt me (luckily in this situation my association with them is mostly in passing). My job is to be pleasant and kind, and feel lucky that I don't have to make everyone my friend. For that unwritten law, I am grateful. We are required to love others, but we don't have to "let them in". That is a blessing. And really, the reality is, it's okay if I never feel like I "fit in" up there, because I fit in with the the design crew, and really that's all that matters.

The Tender Mercies of the Lord

The Tender Mercies of the Lord