C'mon Already...

This needs to happen soon...

 Or this...

 With one of these (non-alcho of course, because don't drink)

 Or else I'm going to look like this... any day now.

Until then, trying to keep my sanity and just deal with it. 

Bloody Papermate

I went in for routine labs yesterday. I am not paranoid about seeing my blood. No.big.deal. I'm a little paranoid about seeing the needle go in but yesterday seeing my blood made me sick... but I'm so glad I watched...

My lab is in a really swanky part of town so even the labs are new and nice. Each person has their own private cubicle with cushioned chairs. This was going to be a breeze.

Not so. The technician kept saying, "you have little vein"... "baby vein". After digging around he found one that might work. Ten minutes later, and three vials, he realized that this wasn't going to work. The vials were not even 1/2 full so he did what all good technicians do...

Opening up the vials, he poured one from the other to make one full vial of blood. I figured, he's doing this where someone can walk by and see, so I guess it's okay.

I look over and what do I see... the man has a paper*mate pen in one of the vials. He dropped something in there while he was pouring one to the other. Immediately an alert went off. Ink and my blood. Hmm... no.

He finally got some help to fill up one more vial and I whispered to her and the other technician while the first was out of earshot, "Can I ask you something?" They smiled, "sure".

I then asked them if it was a big deal that he opened the vials and stuck a pen in... the looks on their faces was answer enough. They immediately said that they would be retaking my blood.

Good. Done. Get me out of here.

An hour later I walked out of there, weak and disturbed. After being called to a back room with a lead supervisor, I was told that this man would be written up and all these other things that made me hope he wouldn't find out it was me! Oh vey.

My uneventful blood work turned into a drama. I'm sure this man will learn that Paper*mate ink and blood don't mix.

300th Post

I've been fretting over the 300th post since about... 20 post ago... but I've decided it's just not worth it. The big "300th post" party will have to wait until 350! I'll make sure it is worth the wait =).

As of now, I am so swamped, like I said before, and I don't have time to really think of anything else but an upcoming baby shower, out of state trip, wedding showers, wedding, new duties at church... everything is happening at the same time. Lots of planning and dealing with life. Oh so fun.

I am so tired and wish for a break, but I don't see that happening anytime soon. Thank the Lord I can count on HIM to give me the sound mind and energy I need. He NEVER fails.

It's a Crazy World

Goodness! It's been over one week since I last posted. I haven't even been keeping up with my photo blog like I KNEW would happen.

Life is busy, I haven't had one free night this week. Monday we had ladies prayer at my house, so good! Tuesday we have community groups, at my home. Wednesday - It was my week to teach the kiddos at church. I had a mini breather on Thursday, got a much needed pedi and then had to pack for the weekend.

I'll be a little lonely the next week and 1/2. My sis is left for an adventurous trip and I am already feeling a little lonely... okay a lot lonely. =( But I'll survive.

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What else? I am supposed to be on Weight Watchers but I.can't.get.motivated. Maybe tomorrow... but then again there is too much going on... (shame, shame, shame).

Since we're on the subject of food. I must share this recipe for the BEST stuffed mushrooms. You cannot get any easier than this. Look at the picture... drool a little and then make it yourself! You will love them.

RECIPE

Button mushrooms, cleaned with edge of stem cutoff and stems removed (and saved)

Filling:(approx)
8 oz Cream Cheese
2 tbs of bacon bits
2 tbs of green onion
2 tbs of chopped mushrooms stems
3 tbs of shredded cheddar cheese (I use sharp)

~Fill mushrooms and place on baking sheet. Cover (sort of smoosh down) with chedder cheese

~Put in oven at 375 for 10 minutes or until cheese is starting to brown on top.

~You can add anything else that you think you make it better - Onions, garlic, spices...

Get ready for a party for the buds!

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Onto other news, I did my first family shoot on Saturday! I had some families at my church approach me about doing their family photos after seeing my cousins photos that I did for Christmas. I was so excited because, of course, I now had JW and we can really get some great shots with his help. (Reminder to self: stop referring to your camera as a "him".) I'll share some of the photos once I get the "ok" from the family.

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Check out my photo blog for some shots around town during our rain storm - The Daily Photo

God Saves

This past weekend we had a special speaker at our church, we'll call him Bro. L. He was incredibly funny and a powerful preacher.

Most of my long time blog readers know of my bible study that has serious addictions and issues. She has been struggling so much recently and I've been getting, gasp, frustrated, wondering if I was supposed to be reaching out to her or if I wasn't doing what God wanted me to do. She says she wants to come to church with me but when it comes time for church something always comes up. I've been pulling for her to come and calling and praying, but nothing seems to happen...

This past Sunday our special speaker told a story from when he was a youth and was in a car with his youth leader. A woman, thin and frail and apparently a prostitute knocked on the car window and asked for money. "My kids are dying, they haven't eaten for 3 days.", she said. The youth leader told her that he didn't want to give her money because she would abuse it. She pleaded with him to just buy food for her kids. They followed her to an alley where a cardboard box was covering 3 kids that could barely hold their heads up. They bought them food and watched as the kids hungrily ate.

They begin to tell the woman about Jesus. She said, "I've tried everything. Nothing works." She showed them her arms, they were covered and scabbed from needles. She told them she didn't want her kids taken away, she had no where else to go.

The youth leader and Bro. L gave her their church business card and told her to come.

Weeks went by, no sign of the woman. One service, Bro.L's father was preaching and the back doors flew open and in comes a woman yelling, "JESUS!" The ushers tried to sit her down but Bro. L recognized her and told his dad who she was. They led her to the front and she begin speaking in tongues as God filled her with the Holy Ghost!

She came to church with her children for a few months but then disappeared... no where to be found.

Years later Bro. L was in another country preaching and a man came up to him and said, "Bro, your the man that witnessed to my wife." The women came to him and asked him if he remembered her and he said no. She said, "I'm that women." and she pointed over to where her three kids were praising God, "and those are my kids..."

God can do incredible things in ones life! I was so overwhelmed and stung at the thought that I was feeling frustrated and about to give up. God works form the inside out. He knows the heart, when you work in His kingdom it is not in vain. I know that He will save my bible study and He's working on her.

It's all in His timing... just wait on Him.

Back and... not ready to go back to "life"

I'm back from a wonderful week in Tahoe. I have tons of pictures and stories to share this coming week.

According to my Google Reader, every one's been blogging like crazy, I have a lot of catching up to do!

-Daily B-

Without a Doubt, I'm Disturbed

My sister sent me this article today in response to a friend sending a campaign video about Senator Obama. This article is disturbing to say the least. Do you want this man as your president? I am beyond upset and prayerful that this man does not make his way into the position as leader of this country.

I realize now that I don't care if I step on toes, I believe what I believe to be absolute truth grounded on the Bible. Not on some belief or some religion. I believe what the Bible clearly says and obviously that is not what Obama believes.


Obama: Sermon on Mount Justifies Same-Sex Unions
By Terence P. Jeffrey
CNSNews.com Editor in Chief

March 03, 2008(CNSNews.com) - Sen. Barack Obama (D-Ill.) told a crowd at Hocking College in Nelsonville, Ohio, Sunday that he believes the Sermon on the Mount justifies his support for legal recognition of same-sex unions. He also told the crowd that his position in favor of legalized abortion does not make him "less Christian." "I don't think it [a same-sex union] should be called marriage, but I think that it is a legal right that they should have that is recognized by the state," said Obama. "If people find that controversial then I would just refer them to the Sermon on the Mount, which I think is, in my mind, for my faith, more central than an obscure passage in Romans." ((Hear audio from WTAP-TV)) St. Paul's Epistle to the Romans condemns homosexual acts as unnatural and sinful. Obama's mention of the Sermon on the Mount in justifying legal recognition of same-sex unions may have been a reference to the Golden Rule: "Do to others what you would have them do to you." Or it may have been a reference to another famous line: "Do not judge, or you too will be judged."

"The Sermon, recorded in the Gospel of Matthew, includes the Lord's Prayer, the Beatitudes, an endorsement of scriptural moral commandments ("anyone who breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be called least in the kingdom of heaven"), and condemnations of murder, divorce and adultery. It also includes a warning: "Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves."The passage from St. Paul's Epistle to the Romans, which Obama dismissed as "obscure," discusses people who knew God but turned against him.

"They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator--who is forever praised," wrote St. Paul. "Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural relations for unnatural ones. In the same way the men also abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed with lust for one another. Men committed indecent acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their perversion."On the topic of abortion, Obama said his support for keeping it legal does not trespass on his Christian faith."I think that the bottom line is that in the end, I think women, in consultation with their pastors, and their doctors, and their family, are in a better position to make these decisions than some bureaucrat in Washington. That's my view,"

Obama said about abortion. "Again, I respect people who may disagree, but I certainly don't think it makes me less Christian. Okay."

"As your President, I will use the bully pulpit to urge states to treat same-sex couples with full equality in their family and adoption laws," Obama said in the letter. "I personally believe that civil unions represent the best way to secure that equal treatment. But I also believe that the federal government should not stand in the way of states that want to decide on their own how best to pursue equality for gay and lesbian couples--whether that means a domestic partnership, a civil union, or a civil marriage."

In Ohio on Sunday, before mentioning the Sermon on the Mount, Obama insisted he was against "gay marriage" and did not mention his support for allowing same-sex couples to adopt children and have the same "family" status as heterosexual couples."I will tell you that I don't believe in gay marriage, but I do think that people who are gay and lesbian should be treated with dignity and respect and that the state should not discriminate against them," said Obama on Sunday. "So, I believe in civil unions that allow a same-sex couple to visit each other in a hospital or transfer property to each other. I don't think it should be called marriage, but I think that it is a legal right that they should have that is recognized by the state. If people find that controversial then I would just refer them to the Sermon on the Mount, which I think is, in my mind, for my faith, more central than an obscure passage in Romans. That's my view."

Obama also has been more aggressive in framing his pro-abortion position previously than he was on Sunday. When he was in the Illinois Senate, for example, he repeatedly opposed a bill that would have defined as a "person" a baby who had survived an induced-labor abortion and was born alive.

Yet, in Ohio on Sunday, Obama depicted abortion as a tragedy to be avoided, while being kept legal. "On the issue of abortion, that is always a tragic and painful issue," he said. "I think it is always tragic, and we should prevent it as much as possible .... But I think that the bottom line is that in the end, I think women, in consultation with their pastors, and their doctors, and their family, are in a better position to make these decisions than some bureaucrat in Washington. That's my view. Again, I respect people who may disagree, but I certainly don't think it makes me less Christian. Okay."

Before discussing his views on same-sex unions and abortion, Obama told the crowd he was a "devout Christian." "In terms of my faith, there has been so much confusion that has been deliberately perpetrated through emails and so forth, so here are the simple facts," he said. "I am a Christian. I am a devout Christian. I have been a member of the same church for 20 years, pray to Jesus every night, and try to go to church as much as I can when they are not working me. Used to go quite often."These days, we haven't been at the home church--I haven't been home on Sunday--for several months now. So, my faith is important to me. It is not something that I try to push on other people. But it is something that helps to guide my life and my values."

Who gave us the right to determine life or death? Who gave us the right to change the plan of God? Marriage, conception, life, death... God controls these, yet America is taking it into their own hands and look where it has gotten us. We are setting ourselves and our children and our children's children up for disaster.

Summer Shoe Pledge

I came across this "Pledge" and laughed so hard, I had to share...



Summer Shoe Pledge

Please raise your big toes and repeat after me:

• As a member of the Cute Girl Sisterhood (whatever that is...), I pledge to follow the rules when I wear sandals and other open-toe shoes.
  
• I promise to always wear sandals that fit. My toes will not hang over and touch the ground, nor will my heels spill over the backs. And the sides and tops of my feet will not pudge out between the straps.


• I will go polish-free or vow to keep the polish fresh, intact and chip-free. I will not cheat and just touch up my big toe.


• I will sand down any mounds of skin before they turn hard and yellow.


• I will shave the hairs off my big toe.


• I won't wear pantyhose even if my misinformed girlfriend, coworker, mother, sister tells me the toe seam really will stay under my toes if I tuck it the real good.
  
• If a strap breaks, I won't duct-tape, pin, glue or tuck it back into place hoping it will stay put. I will get my shoe fixed or toss it.
  
• I will not live in corn denial, rather I will lean on my good friend Dr. Scholls if my feet need him.


• I will resist the urge to buy jelly shoes at Payless for the low, low price of $4.99 even if my feet are small enough to fit into the kids' sizes. This is out of concern for my safety, and the safety of others. No one can walk properly when standing in a pool of sweat and I would hate to take someone down with me as I fall and break my ankle.


• I will take my toe ring off toward the end of the day if my toes swell and begin to look like Vienna sausages.


• I will be brutally honest with my girlfriend/sister/coworker when she asks me if her feet are too ugly to wear sandals. Someone has to tell her that her toes are as long as my fingers and no sandal makes creepy feet look good.

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I have a friend that has a serious foot phobia. Don't touch her with your feet, don't speak about the gross disgusting body part.. called the foot.

I found this picture while looking for a sandal photo. Let me warn you, it made my stomach roll. If you are someone that has issues with feet, don't look... just pass by. My family has really nice feet, not bony and cute, do people really have feet like this? (where's the pinky toe? lol)

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Bloggers Block

Have you ever had Bloggers Block? The kind where you sit in front of a blank post and nothing comes to mind. Makes you think you need a life... or a more interesting one.

I'm the Daily B and I suffer from Bloggers Block.

I was surfing the search engines and came across this topic about Bloggers Block. Here is a list of potential topics to tackle.

Types of Blog Posts
• Instructional• Informational• Reviews • Lists • Interviews • Case Studies • Profiles • Link Posts • ‘Problem’ Posts • Contrasting two options• Rant • Inspirational • Research • Collation Posts • Prediction and Review Posts • Critique Posts • Debate • Hypothetical Posts • Memes and Projects

The reason I started blogging was to journal my thought process, I found it interesting. Even if no one else did. Ha!

I personally think I am one of the funniest people I know. I laugh at my own jokes and tend to think, "you are funny, hilarious... too bad no one knows it but you.". Since I found myself so interesting, why not see if anyone else did? That is my story behind this blog and guess what? I still find myself interesting and funny. When I see it typed out, my thoughts that is, it looks unappealing. It's only fun when the thought are running around in my head... Then and only then is it blog material.

Now I need to go get a life.

6 Word Memoir Meme and Then Some

I was tagged by Jenster who was tagged by Seaspray to do a Memoir Meme. I don't know how interesting my memoir will be, but we'll see.

I am going to break the rules and write six things each in the Likes and Dislikes category.

Likes: God, Corn, Computers, Kids, Books, Family

Dislikes: Hell, Peas, Cats, Rock (music), Phones, Baseball (major league)

Here are the rules:
1. Write your own six word memoir.
2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you want.
3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere
4. Tag at least five more blogs with links.
5. Leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

I tag Sony, Cat, Yolie (mom), Angela, and Eileen.

Don't feel like you have to do it... =)

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I open the headline news and this is what I see...

Major Earthquake is a Sure Bet (!!!)

And where is this earthquake going to hit? California. Of course. I remember when the Northridge earthquake happened, I was pretty young and it pretrified me. We were used to little quakes but this one was the "Big One".

I hate it when people say, "This is earthquake weather.". I wait for it to hit and when it doesn't, I am relieved until I hear it again, "This is earthquake weather.".

So, the Big One will happen within the next 30 years. Most likely in Southern Cal. Lovely. Maybe I'll plan a move in the next 15 years to Arizona until it's all done.

Read more here.

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I went to my Grandma's grave on Saturday. It was so hot in the hills. Over 100 degrees. I honestly didn't feel any connection with the memory of her there. No connection. But it was nice to go with my aunts and know that they found comfort there. I was overly concerned with the fact that my legs were about to catch on fire and making sure my umbrella was covering most of my body. It's too hot in LA to really enjoy. I'm so glad I live in the OC!

Saving Grace

In 1994 I was ten years old, very hard headed and extremely stubborn. The picture to the left shows me smiling, rare thing in those days, =). My mother told me that when I was born my pastor knew that I was stubborn and gave my parents a book about The Stubborn Child. I remember evangelist would come to our church and try to pray with me and I would out right tell them "Leave me alone, I don't want to!" (Can you see what kind of a little girl I was? lol)

February 13th was a Sunday night in 1994 and we were in a children's revival with a missionary by the name of Richardson. I remember stubbornly staying in my seat when the kids were asked to come to the front to pray. Somehow God got through in my little head and I decided to pray too, in my sit that is. At one point I went down to the front and raised my little hands and received the Holy Ghost. I vividly remember the feeling to this day. I told my dad minutes after that I felt like I was floating on a cloud. Nothing comes close this feeling, knowing that your life has been changed forever. All the weight that my little heart was carrying was gone.

I was so fortunate to be brought up, surrounded by the grace of God and knowing the truth. I have never left God and never had a desire to. No matter how intresting people made life outside of living for God, I always knew better. I often ask myself why He would keep me. Why, after so many young people that I grew up with left the church and are living lives that are a complete mess.

"Thanks" seems so insignificant, yet the only thing I can come up with.

From my heart, thank you, Lord.

UPDATED: My sister posted almost the same time I did. Guess what she posted about? Look here. LOL!

Live Long & Prosper

Are you interested in finding out how long you will live? Well now is the chance! =)

Click here and see what your life expectancy is.

I am virtually 13.9 years old and will live to be 84! Woohoo!

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How Old Are You?

A woman walked up to a little old man rocking in a chair on his porch.

"I couldn't help noticing how happy you look," she said. "What's your secret for a long happy life?"

"I smoke three packs of cigarettes a day," he said. "I also drink a case of whiskey a week, eat fatty foods, and never exercise."

"That's amazing," the woman said. "How old are you?'

"Twenty-six," he said.