COME VISIT ME!!

Tonight Ang is teaching me how to run the register at Angie B's. I'll be working there with her from now on, on Friday nights. I'm mad nervous. I've never touched a register in my life. And I cannot count money. I actually just can't count, period. LOL

I kinda don't even know a dime from a nickel, well I only know by size.

I already warned her of this, but she has confidence in me and thinks I'll be fine.

I'm scared and have somewhat of a retail phobia. I think I may need a support group?



So anyway, come visit me.

It's awesome yummyliscious ice cream andcoffee/lattes and all that delicious stuff. Eventually after I master the register, I may be doing things such as making lattes!! Or scooping ice cream!!!

I'm so nervous and scared!! Come see me tonight! 5:30-9



Angie B's

1204 Washington Ave, Rensselaer, NY 12144

You know you are loved/blessed when.....

....you walk out your front door to leave for work at 6:25 AM and this is waiting for you. I'm still trying to figure out who did this for me because it really means a lot and I want to thank YOU!The card was beautiful. It definitely made me smile and totally MADE MY DAY!

Side note: I'm wearing my 100% ORGANIC t-shirt today. Maybe I'll get another pic of it, just for fun. Maybe I'll have pony legs again? Anyway, it's hysterical because I forget that my shirt says something. And it's broken up like:
100%
ORG
AN
IC

So people are always staring at me when I wear it. And I totally forget that they're reading my shirt and trying to figure out what it says. And so many times I wanna be like WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU LOOKING AT?? Then I realize......
I was wearing it last weekend, and I was in Macy's and this really hot guy was staring at me and I got all exciting thinking YAY he's checking me out. But then I realized......he's just reading my shirt. lol

OK back to the original reason for this post.
I will figure out who left this for me!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH, WOW! What a blessing

REVIVAL!

I cannot stop watching the Revival in Lakeland, Florida going on right now. WOW!
http://www.god.tv/revival

This is how I go to work.....

2 things.
1. I think I have pony legs in this pic? Freddie do I have pony legs?
2. Calvin Klein should pay me for this since his name is plastered all over my shirt.

Footprints In The Sand- Leona Lewis

You walked with me

Footprints in the sand

And helped me understand

Where I'm going

You walked with me

When I was all alone

With so much unknown along the way

Then I heard you say

I promise you

I'm always there

When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair

I'll carry you

When you need a friend

You'll find my footprints in the sand

I see my life

Flash across the sky

So many times have I

Been so afraid

And just when I

Have thought I've lost my way

You give me strength to carry on

That's when I heard you say

I promise you

I'm always there

When your heart is filled with sorrow and despair

I'll carry you

When you need a friend

You'll find my footprints in the sand

When I'm weary

I know you'll be there

And I can feel you

When you say

I promise you

I'm always there

When your heart is full of sadness and despair

I'll carry you

When you need a friend

You'll find my footprints in the sand

Psalm 91
1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High

will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,

my God, in whom I trust."
3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare

and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He will cover you with his feathers,

and under his wings you will find refuge;

his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of night,

nor the arrow that flies by day,
6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,

nor the plague that destroys at midday.
7 A thousand may fall at your side,

ten thousand at your right hand,

but it will not come near you.
8 You will only observe with your eyes

and see the punishment of the wicked.
9 If you make the Most High your dwelling—

even the LORD, who is my refuge-
10 then no harm will befall you,

no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you

to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands, s

o that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;

you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him;

I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him;

I will be with him in trouble,

I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him

and show him my salvation."

I miss my pumpkin. :(

But it was an AWESOME day.....I just can't really walk and my muscles are cramping because I didn't stretch properly and I'm a moron and forgot water. LOL Who does that?

My friend got here, all dressed in what she, and the rest of civilization, would consider 'hiking clothes'. She saw me and threw a fit because I was all color coordinated, and looked like I was ready to go out. Freshly showered and all. Yes, I had all sorts of matching pink on. I may have even had a matching pink bandanna?

:)

Ya'll know how I do.

So I have this new obsession with being outside. I don't want to be indoors AT ALL. Which kinda is a problem when you live where I live, because there's no where to go. My 'yard' is like the size of my car and all I see is concrete everywhere.

Oh well...someday I'll be freed from my concrete nightmare. But until then, my new obsession with hiking is kinda getting out of control. I've spent hours looking up mountains in the Adirondacks. My only problem is, I don't really know if I'll find someone who's down for an 8-13 mile hike up a mountain. I really gotta start searching for someone. I'd prefer a guy who knows what he's doing and knows the outdoors well. I grew up in troy. Hung out in the streets of south Troy and in the streets of the worst parts in Albany. I'm extremely street smart and fear nothing in that aspect. However, take me out into the wilderness and it's a different story. It's actually quite comical.

Let's take today for example. There was a sign that says WARNING BEE HIVE STAY AWAY. And what do I do?

Say, "OOOH BEE HIVE I WANNA SEE!!" And walk right over to it with bees flying everywhere. I was quickly grabbed and yelled at.

So anyway, we went for HOURS today, and I can't even call it hiking. It was more like nature trail walking. LOL It was a gorgeous day, weather was perfect and sun was shining all day. We even saw a deer that was like literally, 10 feet away. I won't lie.....I was terrified and thought I was gonna be hooved to death. Is it hooved? Or hoofed? hahah Hooves is a really funny word. Say it over and over again......it's hysterical.

ok on that note....

oh, how random is it that I have a picture of Snoopus up in this post? It has NOTHING to do with anything, really.

Sorry no pics from today.

What just happened?

So in my quest for a new church, I'm seeking a place that has mid week services along with Sunday worship.

Tonight Christi-anna and I tried one tonight that I found from a website. (I'll keep the name on the down low)


The description as per the website is as following:

Thursday evening worship, invites people into an informal, and more casual atmosphere. Energy builds as a large praise band leads the congregation in praise. Tambourines, maracas and other rhythm instruments are available throughout the congregation so that vibrant noise fills the sanctuary. Feelings are openly expressed with tears of joy or sorrow, hands raised in adoration and exuberant praise. This is the first service of the weekend and as such has the rough edges and raw authenticity of live TV. Without the time constraints of Sunday, this service can run 90 minutes of unhurried, luxurious worship.



So we were super excited, planning on just 90 minutes of nothing but praise and worship, just soaking in His presence. We wanted like powerhouse praise!



We were SOOO sooo very wrong. It was Catholic.

I'm gonna leave this here and shut up....



So far I've tried River of Hope in Clifton Park, this place tonight, and June 1st I'll be going to Ang's church, Victory Christian. Both River of Hope and Victory is Pentecostal, which is actually what I'm currently looking for.

This is the next one I plan on going to..... http://www.newhorizonsalbanyny.com/. Maybe this weekend?
Also going to try www.seedofabraham.com which is on Saturdays.



Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Grace Fellowship. Rex's preaching is PHENOMENAL, and the worship...well, you really won't find any better then Ken and our team. And after what I went to tonight it made me REALLY appreciate what I have at Grace. But right now, I want something smaller, I want more of a small family type of feel, and I want something more spirit-lead. I'm obviously asking God for direction, and where He wants me to go above all. I'm not just jumping in to anything. I'm definitely praying about it.

Anyway.....my church however did just update it's website, so I urge you to check it out, www.gracefellowship.com And if you are in the capital district, and you are looking for an AWESOME church...I do highly recommend visiting Grace.



I have the next 5 days off so I'm SUPER exciting. And I'm totally going hiking tomorrow.
YAY!!!!

My New Favorite Text Message!

Last night was really difficult. I got home from my small group and I was really sad, and missing someone like CRAZY. So I texted Freddie asking him if he thought I was already just forgotten about completely.

His response:

no.....ur not forgettable! hahahaha TRUST ME! lol...ur the last person I could EVER say is forgettable...lol I'm cracking up...u? Forgettable? LOL yea right!

Then I just started laughing through the tears. Freddie's always good at making me do that, thanks! Then I just kept laughing at that for a while actually. I guess he's right. I'm probably one of the weirdest people you will meet. I doubt I will vanish from one's memory just like that.

I didn't really sleep much. But just as soon as I FINALLY started to fall asleep, this came to mind and I started laughing out loud for quite some time AGAIN because I couldn't get the image out of my head. (Once I visualize something in my mind and find it funny, forget it, I'll laugh FOREVER.)
I am going to start running again at the bike trail today. I don't want to hear it. I know......I've heard multiple wonderful things. "You're going to end up in the river." "You're going to get kidnapped.".......you get the point. WHATEVER, I'll take my chances. But, thanks for all of your concerns and positive wishes though, they are greatly appreciated.

Anyway back to my imagery!
I have no idea HOW this even popped into my head. I pictured running with a torch in my hand, like the Olympic ones. And of course it's lit. I think that's how I need to go running at the bike trail. Seriously, who would mess with me? I would look so completely insane and unstable, that even the insane and unstable wouldn't want to mess with me. It would confuse them entirely. Who would mess with someone with a flame in their hands? I would probably even do a few leaps in the air along the way, maybe throw my hands in the air and cheer myself on as I pass people by.

I’m so odd. And overtired

I woke up to a text from Freddie this morning, and I was totally going to rip on him for World's Most Weirdest text. But then I got a great idea to write this. Freddie's been between Syracuse and Rochester for work since Wednesday. Angela took off yesterday for a music conference somewhere five hours away. That's all I know, I have no idea the name of the town OR the conference.

Freddie arrived in Rochester yesterday. His hotel is gorgeous. It's actually a spa and resort with a golf course and as soon as he got there, he started sending me the above videos of the room and then of course, the pool. You can't really tell from the video, but if you look at the bright area near the windows, that's actually an area that you swim under so you can go to the pool outdoors, it's all connected. HOTT!! So he's sending me all these texts about how AWESOME this hotel is. There's a Senseo pod coffee maker in the room, they leave 4 huge amazing chocolate chip cookies at night, the sheets and bedspread are so amazing that he refused to get off the bed, free wireless, etc, etc.

Meanwhile, I get a text from Angela, "Ugh please pray...my hotel was nasty...I had to fight to cancel reservations...still had to pay some money...grr." This was after she had a really bad day, I felt terrible. So I immediately panicked and texted Freddie, "Freddie whatever you do, please do NOT send Ang texts and videos of how awesome your hotel room is right now."

There is however a happy ending to Ang's story. She found a hotel, got an awesome room, king sized bed, pool, AND it was cheaper then the last one. So praise God for that.

Next, Freddie was texting me about how he got a chicken salad and pizza. Then Ang texted me that she ordered Chinese food and was about to go swimming. Here's where the jealousy and possibly bitterness started setting in. I just had a bag of frozen organic mixed vegetables for dinner, and I was sitting on my couch alone doing nothing, stuck in the Vliet. Everyone knows I LOVE HOTELS. :( This was killing me, I felt so left out.

Here's my favorite part! I woke up this morning, had a text from Freddie from last night, "this bed makes me cry..." And this is the text that I was going to post alone as World's Weirdest Text. However, that was followed up by Ang's text message, "I just hafta share that I can lay on my bed either the right way (head at top feet at bottom) or I can lay side to side (head at left feet at right) and still not touch both sides." A few hours later she sends me a pic of her breakfast which included every awesome breakfast food there is, while I was sitting at work eating organic oatmeal, just oats and water.

I guess this is pretty much pointless. It was just so amusing being on this end, getting these different hotel experiences from each one of them. I better be staying a hotel soon, that's all I can say!! ROD!

So Sad....

Tis a sad day in Watervliet. My magical orange cone was indeed taken out with the garbage. I pulled in after work, with extremely high hopes that it would be in my spot waiting for me.

But no. Gone. Out of my life forever.

There's still part of me, that very hopeful part of me that refuses to give up, that believes that whoever keeps placing it there, has taken it captive and it will be out there waiting for me tomorrow when I come home from work.

I feel like I lost my best friend. It was like a dog, faithfully awaiting my arrival almost daily.
Sigh.......

The Magical Orange Cone

I'm going to try to explain this picture, to the best of my ability. That's my car, in my parking spot. Take note how I spent forever washing it, just for it to collect pollen and crap from the over-hanging tree. I gotta start parking out in front on the street, I can't have that. Anyway. Next to my car is that orange cone in my landlord's parking spot.

And that my friends, is what I'm about to talk about.

This cone magically appeared about three to four weeks ago. My first encounter with it was one day on my way home from work. I went to pull into my spot and that cone was there. I was SO completely confused. Why was my spot blocked off? So I stopped the car in the middle of the alley, got out and looked around. I decided there was no reason for it to be there. So I just moved it off to the side, got back in my car and parked in my spot. The next time I saw Sheri (my landlord), I asked her why it was there. She said she had no idea. Someone put it in front of the house, so she threw it in the back next to the garbage cans for it to be taken with the garbage.

OK, so why was it right in the middle of my spot?

So countless times throughout the past couple of weeks, when I get home, there is the magic orange cone right in the middle of my parking spot. Each time, I have to stop the car, kick it into neutral, e-brake up, seat belt off, get out, and move it over next to the garbage cans once again. I think this would probably annoy the average person. Or possibly infuriate them. However, it makes me laugh harder and harder each time. I'm sitting here shaking as I write this just thinking about it.

The best part is that for about 3 consecutive weeks this thing has been put in the garbage to go, but for whatever reason they refuse to take it.
I want to meet the person who, for whatever reason, finds joy in going out and moving this cone in the middle of my parking spot. Because you are my hero, that is hysterical! I don't know if I should be scared........but instead I really want to meet you because you are brilliant and your sense of humor is right on with mine.
(It’s not my landlord, it's not my nephew, and the guys in the garage wouldn't do it)

Let me now explain the picture. I go walking/running the same time every day. I walk out through the back alley, past my car and then I come back the same way. Yesterday when I got back an hour later, there was the orange cone and all its glory, but this time in my landlord's parking spot. So this means that this person saw me leave, and then within that hour before I got back, they felt the need to replace the orange cone but this time in the open spot. Sheri wasn't even home yet. I HAD to take a picture once and for all. Of course I could have moved it out of the way for her, but I really am enjoying this all too much.

A few hours later when I came out to my car to leave, Sheri put the cone actually IN a garbage can this time instead of beside it. I really had all I could do to NOT reach in there and pull it out. (Ok I've been writing this for a while now and I STILL can't stop laughing) I have this sort of special bond with this thing. I sorta wanna keep it, and just play this game for as long as I live there. It’s like my personal greeter daily as I come home. It’s there waiting for me.

Today is garbage day. Again, so badly this morning I had to fight the urge to try to save this magical orange cone that I’ve grown so fond of, from being taken away. But you know what? I have faith, that when I get home it WILL be there waiting for me right in my parking spot forcing me to have to get out and move it. It is going to somehow escape the garbage removal, I just know it.

I'm not really sure if anyone else finds this funny. I guess it's so funny to me because this is the kind of crap that me and my boys from my old neighborhood that I grew up in, would do. It's completely harmless, no one gets hurt, and nothing gets ruined. There's just pure joy watching the reaction of this person that would have to get out and do this all the time. Most likely I'm assuming the average person, as I said, would be really mad at this. Instead, I truly hope that whoever is doing this, that they watch me pull in every day, get out of the car, and move the magical orange cone, and are laughing their butt off the entire time.

I also kinda hope that you're not crazy and stalking me.

Wild Horses

OooohI feel these four walls closing in

Face up against the glass

I'm looking out, hmmm

Is this my life I'm wondering

It happened so fast

How do I turn this thing around

Is this the bed I chose to make

It's greener pastures I'm thinking about

Hmm, wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair

To face the fear but not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you

Throwing caution to the wind,

I'll run free too

Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to

I wanna run with the wild horses

Run with the wild horses

I see the girl I wanna be

Riding bare-back, care-free

Along the shore

If only that someone was me

Jumping head-first, head-long

Without a thought

To act and damn the consequence

How I wish it could be that easy

But fear surrounds me like a fence

I wanna break free

All I want is the wind in my hair

To face the fear, but not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you

Throwing caution to the wind,

I'll run free too

Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to

I wanna run with the wild horses

Run with the wild horses,

I wanna run too

Recklessly abandoning myself before you

I wanna open up my heart

Tell him how I feel,

Wild horses I wanna be like you

Throwing caution to the wind,

I'll run free too

Wish I could recklessly love like I'm longing to

I wanna run with the wild horses

Run with the wild horses

Run with the wild horses

I wanna run with the wild horses........

Dear Mama

through the drama

I can always depend on my mama

And when it seems that I'm hopeless

You say the words that can get me back in focus

When I was sick as a little kid

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

And all my childhood memories

Are full of all the sweet things you did for me

And even though I act craaazy

I gotta thank the Lord that you made me

There are no words that can express how I feel

You never kept a secret, always stayed real

And I appreciate, how you raised me

And all the extra love that you gave me

I wish I could take the pain away

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Everything will be alright if ya hold on

It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on

And there's no way I can pay you back

But my plan is to show you that I understand

You are appreciated

Happy Mother's Day!

chin up mom....joy comes in the morning!

Disclaimer: Verses one and two are totally irrelevant. My mom did not have me at 17, nor was she ever in jail. Neither was I was ever in jail. We were not on welfare. I had an actively participating father. I did not sell rocks to put money in the mailbox. However, verse three is noteworthy and accurate.

And the award for world's dorkiest text message goes to:

FREDDIE!!!!!
In response to my asking him what he did last night:

"just finished eating dinner and a little bit ago i finished acclimating my new purchases 2 my tank"


:)
FREE SAMPLE!!!!!!!!

A gift for me?

Usual routine. I get home, walk through the garage parking lot, say hi to my garage boys, go to the front of the house and get my mail.
However, today this was on the sidewalk right in front of my mailbox.
It was love at first sight. Our eyes met, and it was all over with.
I just wanna know who this bike belongs to. And why it's parked in front of my house??

TOP 10 REASONS TO WORK FOR THE STATE: (According to Angela)

This is the email she had sent to Freddie and I today at work, sad thing is, she's SOO right. I however, added my comments in bold:

10. You get to have really professional sounding titles that mean...absolutely nothing (CTR? what the heck?) HEY we had to work for that title. We studied and trained for months, traveled for lectures, and had to take a stupid test. AND pay yearly out of our own pockets to keep it. Go figure?

9. You can go for coffee breaks, bathroom breaks, stairwell walks, and lunch breaks with your fellow cube members. Yeah...you're right.

8. You get to put rear view mirrors on your computer monitors. How else are you supposed to know when a supervisor is walking into your cube, or walking by, or checking to see if you're writing ANOTHER email???? DUHH!!!!

7. People like marge, tulip, and old spice ACTUALLY DO EXIST! So does G-dubs, C-dawg, P-Diddy, Gorilla, P-Star, Chicken Leg, and Tripod.

6. You are surrounded by every possible type of restaurant you could ever crave all within walking distance. You ain't kiddin! How bad is it gonna suck when we move to Menands?

5. APPLE FRIDAYS YAY APPLE FRIDAYS!! The farmer's market vendors are out now. OMG FREDDIE WE CAN GET APPLES TOMORROW!!!

4. busboy, dd boy, and MANY other potentials. Ummm....I'm always by the side of a 6'2'' (or is it 6''2'??) man....trust me, there IS no potentials.

3. Opportunities for becoming an aspiring model (don't worry - you guys will get your chance)
Angela, I'm not ready to talk about this yet. I thought FOR SURE we had that modeling gig for the NYS DOH photo shoot.

2. Unlimited email, unrequired work. Pretty much?

and the NUMBER ONE REASON TO WORK FOR THE STATE:

1. unlimited amounts of sick days/late dates/dr. appointments/missed bus excuses!
You left out personal and vacation time too deary.

There you have it my friends.

HP THIS IS FOR YOU!

Ok so this camera on my phone sucks....however....this is my new signature color for the summer, turquoise. And it looks NOTHING like it does in this pic. In person it POPS!

However, I wanted you to note, how everything, right down to the turquoise on my flip flops...match. What you can't see, is how my earrings also match my bracelets.

Tomboy......PLEASE!

Something happened while shopping the other day, that I wanted to tell you about. (I bought an ENTIRE new summer wardrobe Monday, took the day off)

So I was in a store, NY & Co.. and it was like sorta calm music, you know, a pretty classy store. THEN, all of a sudden:

TO THE WINDOWS......TO THE WALLS........TIL THE SWEAT DROP DOWN MY ___...came BLASTING on the radio in the store. My immediate reaction? I just started cracking up. I looked around hoping to make eye contact with someone else with the same reaction, but unfortunately, no one shared the moment with me. What a darn shame. Anyway, so I'm holding a huge handful of clothes..then the part...NOW STOP...AND WIGGLE WITH IT....came on....and I didn't know what to do. I really had all I could do to NOT put the clothes down, stop, and shake it, wiggle with it, and get low.

It was so confusing......

Also wanted to share this with you.

My new hobby I'm taking up for the summer?

Hiking.

Yup. Me. Hiking. I'm going to start hiking. I can't wait. People suggested that I start out with easy trails, ya know, sissy ones.

PLEASE. People act like they know me or something. LOL So yes, I have to go shopping for the perfect hiking outfit, with matching sneakers of course.

OK but let me confess. My fear of snakes, is making me want to wear boots up to my knees. NO NOT THOSE kind of boots. HAHAHAHA I have this fear that I'm going to step on a snake, and it's going to wrap up my leg and bite me. Does that happen?

Love ya

Declaration- This Is It! - Kirk Franklin