The Gaze

At my job I tend to work the drive thru a lot: I have many joys and woes about that. The one thing I wish to discuss today is a woe. There are many men who come through the drive thru possibly more so than women, I should monitor this more closely it’s intriguing. Some of these men are pleasant, silver foxes’, a bit creepy, beautiful and some not so much those are usually the grumpy ones who look like someone squirted lemon juice in their  eye. Despite the vast array of S.B. men I would like to focus on the many who possess one similar quality . . . the gaze.

It thoroughly makes ever bone in my body shiver when men gaze at me and not in a good way. The gaze begins when I open the window and ends not even when I close the window. The gaze is a bit creepier than the average staring which can result from daydreaming, chance, or  interest. One may stare in many different states of being: anger, disgust, stupidity, excitement, wonder . . . However gazing is a blissful sort of being, but when done by old and young men through a drive thru window at a young woman it is a disgrace. Okay maybe not a disgrace entirely yet creepy none  the less.

With all that said

Dear future husband of mine, please do not upon first meeting me try  winning  my heart by gazing at me for long awkward periods of time, because I will think  you’re creepy no matter how handsome you are and then you will live unhappily ever after without me.

My Friend Jodi is A Lucky One to Have This . . .

Why Hide?

So I am like for real dancin up a storm in the kitchen all windows open (gotta love that natural light) including sliding glass patio door and music blasting.

I mean dude I was jammin and going after this thing like I was trying out for America’s Best Dance Crew or So You Think You Can Dance.

I hit a spin in my routine and see my neighbor walk outside and I freeze in shock then dash and hide  crouching in the kitchen lol. Following this is me peeking around the cabinets about five times to ensure that he has returned inside.

. . . and of course the party resumes! 😀

1st Day of School, well not so much.

Today was the first day for the dreaming with God class I’m taking at church. It is off to a great start. We have to find a friend to be our dream journey buddy. I might ask Ash pash or Michellie.

Before class in the early am service Kris V. (love him!) spoke and talked a little but about one of his favorite subjects, SEX! At one point Kris was talking about the church tends to deal with young people going through puberty and he was mentioning how God made us with a sex drive after repeating it a couple of times this guy starts manifesting with the spirit of religion yelling at Kris. It was too hilarious . . . I might be wrong in finding it amusing, but it was; don’t worry though Banning and this other guy went and took care of it. At that moment you could feel in the room everyone thinking “I don’t know what planet you came from, but God made me with a sex drive”. Pahahhaha

Kris’s sermon series he started today was actually on the empowerment of women (not in a weird feminist sense, but more so putting things into perspective). It was very good I’ll have to get the cd’s and send it to some friends.

Did I mention that I love/hate the am service. I hate waking up, but love the golden aged crowd. Their hugs are always so warm. Me likey old people especiallys in winterz. 😀

Thoughtful Thursday

– one potato, two potato, three potato . . .

– Sometimes I feel like this life is going way to fast and I wonder if I will ever be able to master the letting go of the reigns fully to God living content in His will.

– I very much so despise where I’m at in my spiritual life right now. It feels like so much is going on inside and around me, most of it beyond my comprehension and I know not how to flow with God on this one. I try putting systems in place of things to do, yet this is beyond my organized fixes. My daily devotion to reading and praying lags along with my desire. Very icky place.

– I love hoodies and yes I am wearing one at the moment 😉

– Is Mr. Darcy around the corner I really hope he is for life beside him I think would yield much happiness and love that we would add to the world.

– I can’t wait to get my gym membership in January. I love gyms and the one I’m signing up with is a pretty nice one.

– I’m pretty sure there is probably a conspiracy behind the whole finding a cure for cancer thing. I’m sure by now trillions of dollars have went into this over the years and still nothing not even a smidge of something it just smells iffy if you ask me. If it is all a conspiracy then gosh that’s just a huge reminder of how evil man can be. Sure you may profit off of people generosity and hopes of a cancer free world, but what happens when you die? What then? Money shmoney this life is way more worth it then the hustle to get the dollar bill.

– I miss . . .

– I am really excited about the six-week dreaming with God class that I’m going to be starting this Sunday at church.

– Why do I always end up the really close cool friend instead of the really close cool friend I want to date and marry.

– Awkward?

– If you’re really funny and I really like you then you will make my cheeks hurt. You can ponder that one.

Dec. 1st

not a fan

p.d.a = no bueno

p.d.a = the thought of throwing up

p.d.a . . . No

a little . . . No

tea makes me pee

Yep I said it!!!!!!! In all crassness I said it lol.

I wonder some times if it’s just me or not. Tea goes right through me though and if your wondering this of so transparent post has been prompted by my currently favorite cold Starbucks drink.

Not actually pictured above, but my drink is a: Shaken Iced Green Tea Lemonade unsweetened with a scoop of matcha. It’s a must try please do.

So I have literally peed like 20 times in the past hour after drinking a cup.

Does tea make a river run through you or is it just me?

I should probably research why this is. I will put it on the to do list.

One Recent Distraction . . .

prettifulness . . .

Ode to My Monroe . . .

I miss my monroe, my gauges and my tattoos that I still haven’t gotten yet. Yes I know the last one makes no sense.

 

My goofy picture with my monroe friend . . .

my other two friends, the gauges you can sort of see them in my ear in this pic. To clarify that is a red bull in my hand, thank you!

I want pistol tattoos and many others. Hmm maybe I will get back all my little friends soon. 😉 just maybe