Lately the two twin boys I babysit have been asking me a lot of questions about getting married (nope, I'm not dating anyone. Sorry Aunt Rie :). I think they're just worried about losing me because they know that once I'm married they won't see me as much.
So two days ago I'm driving them home from school when the conversation comes up yet again. The older of the two (we'll just call him Big Stuff for now) asks me if the man I'm going to marry is a big guy. Instead of giving them my normal response that if GOD wants me to get married HE'll bring along the man I'm supposed to marry at the right time, I decided to humor them. I said that I didn't know, what did he think? So Big Stuff (named because he's the bigger built of the two) answers:
"I think you're going to marry a BIG man!"
Little Red, the other twin, has been quiet this whole time so I ask him what he thinks. After a brief pause Little Red goes:
"I think you're going to marry a red head handsome dude... like ME!"
Okay maybe I was wrong...
So I took another step in the adult world
Yep voted, and it was the scariest thing I've done this year.
My mom and I had to vote early because we were going to be out of town on election day. So she and I rode down to the election office and pull into the parking lot. I'm extremely nervous. I mean THE ENTIRE FATE OF MY STATE RESTS IN MY DECISION OF WHOM I WANT TO RUN THE BALL GAME!
No biggie right?
Mom told me the whole ride there that I was going to do fine and not to be nervous. So putting on a brave face I step out of the car ready to fulfill my duty as a citizen of the Untied States of America... and right into politicians.
The first guy I bump into into is Bulgy Bear. If a bear was turned into a human I'm pretty sure it would look like this guy. He lumbers over and says in his deep bear voice "Hello miss how are you doing today? (I'm pretty sure he meant my mom) I would apreciate it if you would vote for so and so for so and so position." We told him thank you that we were already planning on voting for this person. He looked at us like we were the first people to tell him this and he didn't know what to do now.
Next we run into Mr. Peppy. "Hello ladies are how are y'all doing on this lovely day? Would you please write in my friend for this position? If you do you will be making an excellent chioce." he says as he hands us pencils with the person's name he's supporting written on a little flag (I must admit, the pencil flags were pretty cute).
Then to top it all off, right before we enter into the building we meet Ms. I'm-running-for-office-so-I'm-meeting-you-in-person. She talks to us for a little while about what she stands for and that she would, (everyone say it together now) "really appreciate your vote".
So we finally get in the building and fill out the necessary paperwork. I'm given my ballot and I sit down at a table flanked on either side by cardboard walls preventing anyone from seeing my decisions (except of course the people right behind me counting the votes!)
So I'm sitting at this table
with the only instructions to fill in the box COMPLETELY for your vote.
I very much felt like Frodo with the ring at that moment.
Scared and alone I put my head in my hands and prayed
"Lord give me wisdom"
Then I lifted my head and knew what I needed to do.
Minutes later I turned in my ballot and walked out. Mom was waiting for me with a big smile on her face "See I knew you could do it!". Really Mom? Then why do I feel the need to pass out? As we head out to make one more stop before heading home we pass by a sign promoting a man that I voted for. I tell Mom that I voted for him and she asks me who else I voted for.
And I can't remember!
Nope, can't remember who I voted for. Thus begins panic attack #2. To top off my first voting experience some 90 year old man at the store we stopped by on our way home had a stroke in the back. Guess who got to see him get rolled out (who by the way, doesn't handle big medical emergencies like that very well)? That's right, me.
So how did I handle myself? Did I go to G-D like I did earlier in the day and rely on HIM to make sense of the matter?
I buy some candy and continue my panic attack in the car.
America is in some trouble if I'm the one deciding who gets in office.
G-D *help* America!
(My flower everyone signed at my graduation party)
One year ago today, I accomplished the first to-do item on my bucket list:
Graduate as a homeschooler from start to finish.
Even though I have finished all my "schooling", I've never stopped learning. During this past year I learned many valuable life lessons; some of which I'm still learning today. So I thought in honor of my graduation "anniversary" I'd share a few of those lessons with y'all along with the three best pieces of advice given to me since then. Some are a little silly and some are very serious but all have helped shape me into the person I am today. Hopefully, you can learn from me and give yourself a little laugh! So without further ado, here they are in no particular order:
Lessons I've Learned Since High School Graduation:
-Life is going to start whether or not you're ready for it
-Marriage is loving someone unconditionally for the rest of your life
-If you're buying gas and you're paying in cash, you must go in and pay FIRST before you start pumping. Otherwise, you'll be standing there wondering why in the world nothing is coming out
- Who the woman doctor is (courtesy of Mrs. Shelby H. Thanks for that one!)
-How to hide money in your bra (I was so proud of myself when I figured that one out!)
-What it feels like to have absolutely no control of the things happening around you
-How to play nerf war
-How to stop said nerf war without lifting a finger. Just scream your head off and someone will call an automatic time out 'cuz they think you're seriously hurt or something
-That I can be over dramatic at times (see above)
-What happens when you put diesel fuel in your car that isn't suppose to run on diesel
-When someone tells you to shut up; listen to them. (There're probably trying to save you from embarrassing yourself)
-What it feels like to lose someone you love
-What it feels like when a piece of your heart is ripped from you and buried alongside that person
-How to cook chicken
-How to dry out sweet potatoes in the oven
-How to calmly address this situation: one of your friends decides that it would be funny to drop an article of food down your blouse IN PUBLIC! (I'm looking at you Annie W.!)
-How to be a bridesmaid (which may or may not involve helping the bride pee 10 minutes before the wedding)
-How I handle emergency situations (It's a good thing to know, because if you're like me and don't handle them well, you need to make sure you're always with someone who does)
-That I HATE cast iron! It wants to be babied and I feel like it never gets clean. So if I ever get married, please DON'T BUY ME ANYTHING CAST IRON!
-That even when I mess up, I am surrounded by o-mazing friends and family who love me despite my flaws and a Heavenly Father who loves me even more than that!
"Being old is cool! You can choose to not buy cigarettes or respect the elderly in an adult manner, and no one can stop you." -My friend Robert who graduated two years before me
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. You will mess up, but if you do, there is always Sonic and Hardee's down the road." -My Mum before she left me in charge of the cooking for a whole week while she took care of my Grandma in Mississippi
"Your attitude affects your altitude! Soar high in all you do. God will see you through." -Donna H., my 5th & 6th grade Sunday School teacher
I have the wonderful privilege of babysitting two 4 year old twin boys once a week. I always have a fun time with those two and sometimes, they like to do or say things that catch me off guard. Like yesterday for instance. We have this thing where we will tell each other "I love you" just on a whim, then usually end it by tickling each other. So yesterday I was at the sink getting them some water and the oldest of the two was watching me. Suddenly he goes:
"I love you Susan"
I smile back and say "I love you too baby"
"You wanta know how much more I love you?"
"How much more do you love me?"
"I love you more..." he grins "than PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICHES!"
Yeah I know, peanut butter sandwiches. But to a four year old who's favorite hobby is eating, (and who loves him some peanut butter!) that's a big part of his world right there! So I smile catching his meaning and turning to face him I say:
"Well I love you more than bologna sandwiches!" (bologna is his next favorite type of sandwich)
He stops and stares at me wide eyed like "nobody can love ANYBODY more than bologna sandwiches!"
Yep sometimes they can catch me off guard, but then again, so can I!
I love you all more than hot-dogs!
...This would be it!
WASN'T THAT CUTE?!?!?!??????
To the guys who made this video, Thanks so much! I know as a girl myself, I do sometimes wonder if all my efforts to dress modestly and cover myself go unnoticed and if it really is of any help to you all. By taking time to make this video and thanking us, you show that you are thankful and that we are making a difference in your life. I think I speak for all of your sisters in the LORD when I say thank you for the encouragement! We need it more than you know. Keep up the good work!
P.S. Sorry, just had to ask. Why a football field? I mean, it's not a very girly location. Just wondering....
Happiness is waking up to discover that in one of your refrigerators, there is a party tray full of Chick-fil-a minis.
Depression is looking in the second refrigerator, and seeing that you and your family have drank all of the raw milk you had and now you have to settle for the pasteurized store bought kind. (which is not nearly as good in comparison.)
Morning mood swings. Don't ya love 'em?
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