I wonder if you know him?

"I wish I could describe Him to you . . . but He's indescribable. That's my King. He's incomprehensible, He's invincible, and He is irresistible.

I'm coming to tell you this, that the heavens of heavens can't contain Him, let alone some man explain Him. You can't get Him out of your mind. You can't get Him off of your hands. You can't outlive Him and you can't live without Him. The Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him. Pilate couldn't find any fault in Him. The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree about Him. Herod couldn't kill Him. Death couldn't handle Him and the grave couldn't hold Him. That's my King!"

-Dr. S.M. Lockridge

It's that time of the year...

~when it's finally started snowing, and I can't help but feel like it's a personal gift straight from God to me! Pfft, as if I deserve it. Though, doesn't it say that "Every good and perfect gift is from above" (James 1:17)? I'd say that snow can be a good and perfect gift :) (I'm ignoring the fact that it terrifies me to drive in it)

~when people go Christmas shopping out the wazoo. And you work at a very much Christmas-shopped-at location, so everyone and their brother is coming in. Including that guy you used to work with a good 2 years ago, and haven't seen since, and you're not really sure that you were ever even friends or not, so you very immaturely scurry to the back to do dishes instead of just saying hi. And then you cut yourself on the pear cutter, and there's blood everywhere.
Such is my life.

~when time FLIES by!! Goodness gracious, I can't believe Christmas day is almost here. I always want to spend December fully enjoying the Christmas spirit, but the days are going by so quickly and I've been spending so much time at work, that there's not been much Christmas spiriting! But I've got the entire week after Christmas off. That'll be my time for snow, Christmas movies, and such. :)

~Speaking of having all of next week off, in preparation, I've finally started reading the Mark of the Lion series by Francine Rivers. It's a trilogy, and I know that I'll love it, so I've been putting it off until I have the time to sit and do nothing but read. The time is almost here! And I've started book 1, and it just got interesting. So, I'm going to have to make it through these next two long days of work before I can get too into it!

~back to, "it's that time of year"...when Christmas shopping is too much fun! And since I've actually had a little bit of money this year, I've gone a little crazy. I'm happy though. It's fun doing gifts for those you love and enjoy :) My favorite gift so far though is for my Nana...I'll tell you if you'll keep it a secret!! You see, my Nana is the most passionate Christmas celebrator you'll ever meet. Her house is decorated year round (minus the tree, of course, for obvious reasons), she listens to Christmas music year round, Christmas movies, Christmas lights, Christmas presents being bought in January, everything! She's very into Santa Claus, and one day when I was passing out coupons for Harry and David at the mall, I went into Kirkland's, and I found the most beautiful portrait of Santa that you'd ever see. I had to have it for her. It's about as tall as me, haha! But I cannot wait to give it to her. I just know she'll love it! And it's probably the craziest gift I'll ever give, so it's fun. :)
By the way, speaking of that picture, I have all Mickey Mouse and friends wrapping paper this year. :D :D :D

~when even the grumpiest people have their little moments of joy. And when Christmas cheer makes even Eeyore at work smile :) Win!

~Not to mention, Mom and sister-in-law make Christmas cookies and Lauren gets to eat them all. Mwahahaha! :D

"I love you, I love you, I love youuu!!!"

First off, name that movie. 

Now...

Today, I bought my dog a jacket. It's purple and puffy. She's too long for it...figures. Someday, I shall post a picture of her in it! Because even if it doesn't fit right, it's adorable. :)

You know what I really, really cannot stand? One of my pet peeves? Facebook statuses that are obviously directed towards someone specific who you know the posting person is friends with and will therefore see it; and of course they don't name the person, because they're either scolding them, insulting them, or trying to make them feel guilty ("Oh, I don't know how to live now that he's broken up with me..."). I don't know. It's Facebook. It's not a diary. And it's so elementary school to post statuses like that. Does anyone get me here?
...okay, rant of the day over ;D

Speaking of Facebook, haha!! *cough*

Found this movie for 5 dollars, bought it because I really like Rachel McAdams, and ooooh my goodness.

*sigh*

*double sigh*

I just...I....it was so good. She was great. He was great. The story was a new level of romantic. 

*sigh*

I have to go to bed now. Sleepy. *yawn* Buenas noches, mis amigas.

in which I'm like, a total downer.

(In case you wonder, the pictures in this post have NOTHING to do with what's written. Well, except the one. You'll figure it out.)

~It's impossible for me to live my life without trying to please everyone around me. Of course, that doesn't mean that if you're my friend trying to get me to do something "bad", I'm going to do it to make you happy. Nah. But if you're my friend, and you want me to wear a $200 dress that is anything but flattering on me in your wedding, I just can't say no. Even if I end up in tears over it. Because I want you to be happy.
Every once in a while I wish I were the kind of jerky person who'd be all like "Hellooo, I am NOT a size 2, that dress is not made for me!!!" but no. I accept it. I smile. I mean, who cares, right? I'll just stop eating, and start exercising for the next 5 months, constantly. That way I'm not completely disgusting.
*sigh* One more $200 bridesmaid dress I shall be crying over. I'm so vain sometimes it makes me sick.
Oh gosh. I'm gonna end up like that girl in "27 Dresses" who has 27 ridiculous bridesmaid dresses in her closet, who's pining after a guy who doesn't love her, and who ends up singing "Benny and the Jets" in a bar in the middle of nowhere after her car breaks down. Oh, no, please no!

~I expect too much from everyone around me. I really do. I mean, I give and give and give...why should you give anything in return? You shouldn't. Really. It's too much to ask.

~I love you so, my Harry, and my David. Please, please don't get rid of me once the season's over. I will be devastated. Thus, this little blurb will be the last I think about the possibility of you letting me go. I can hardly bear the thought.

~Rain, rain, rain, rain. Please. Your time has come and gone. It's snow's turn to stop in for a while. So rain, rain, please go away? Come back in a few months?

~Once Upon a Time is absolutely, positively my new favorite show. I don't think there's ever been a show that I waited for week after week like this one. It's just so romantic. *sigh*. Prince Charming is just so...Prince Charming. Brought to life! Be still my heart.

~The dog is creepishly watching me from the landing on the stairs...her eyes are like, staring into my soul...I think this is my cue to go to bed. Good night world. May tomorrow be a brighter, more optimistic day!

"You sit on a throne of lies!!!" -Buddy the Elf. (hehehehee!!)

Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Moose munch. Chinese food. Super scrumptious coffee loaded with French Vanilla cream, sugar, Irish creme.
I am seriously the unhealthiest "skinny" person I know. One day it's all gonna catch up to me, I'm sure of it. Maybe. I'm hoping I follow in my Aunt Abby's footsteps...she's like a 34 year old version of me, physically, mentally, everything. Except that I haven't had 5 kids yet...so, I guess she's not exactly like me. Or I'm not exactly like her....Okay, I'm just blabbering.

~This song is so ridiculously addictive. I listen to it once. I listen to it twice. Suddenly, it's on repeat, and is playing on a never ending circle. Click play. Now. Now!!!

~About a week ago, my aunt Emily and I were at our pastor's house, having dinner with his mother in law while he and his wife were out of town. So I'm doing the dishes, look down, and there on the kitchen floor is this teeny tiny frog!! So I'm like, "Ooh my goodness!/cool!" and Ems starts spazzes out, acting like it's this vicious nasty creature. All the while, Gram Smith just sits there, smiling and shaking her head at us, as we lie on the floor to search for it after it goes beneath the stove. So here, it climbs through a hole in the wall behind the stove. Our pastor's wife is on the phone with Gram Smith and says then that the frog will be down in the basement (?!). So we scurry downstairs and there he is on the basement floor hopping away!! (He had like a 12 foot fall too!) So I capture him, and we have to put him on a picture of Pastor Dick to take him upstairs and set him free. His name was Fernando. I wonder where he is now...

~So this foreign guy who sells lotion at the food court tried to give me his number today. And according to him, in his Spanish-y type accent, I am "very be-autiful!" haha. Goodness. Maybe I've blossomed within the past couple of weeks or something? Now if only someone my age were around...

~Oh yeah...it SNOWED today!!! And actually stayed on the ground for like, an hour! Woohoo!

~I get to be in another wedding. This time, for a girl I worked with who's a family friend who's marrying my uncle. (whoo, that's a mouthful!) She's a sweetheart. Last night she'd decided that she was going to drive here today to give me pepper spray for when I close alone at work! She's so hysterically sweet! She's also vowed that she will drive over to the mall to walk me out to my car at night because she doesn't want my admirer at work walking me out! Of course I don't let her, it's too much work, but is that not ridiculously great? Anyways she's getting married sometime next year and asked me to be in her wedding! I feel so honored :) Except that these weddings I'm in are piling up so quickly, how am I ever going to decide who'll be in mine? :P

~Wouldn't it be so lovely for Peter Pan to come whisk you away to Neverland, where you could live happily ever after?

Except that, if some guy came knocking on my window, I wouldn't feel too flattered about it. In fact, I'd scream, be totally freaked out. My dad would come running with his gun. The guy would probably fall off of the roof while trying to get away. Break an arm. Or a leg. So please, men of the world. Don't ever climb up onto the roof and knock on my window. It'd be too much trouble.

This makes me laugh out loud!! So funny. When I was little, I remember telling my dad that I had an imaginary boyfriend, and his name was Darien. ;) Ah, I loved him.

Did you girls ever have imaginary boyfriends when you were little? ;D

"this moon will always be the same size as yours, half a world away"

Sometimes, it's nice to have someone like you. Even if you know it's a mostly surface level of liking. Even if it's someone you know you'll never be with (because you don't quite like him back! Whoops). But sometimes it's nice to know someone thinks you're pretty, and says that you've got the deepest blue eyes he's ever seen. *roll of the eyes/sigh*
I'm not an aggressive person. I generally have a hard time saying no to people. But when it comes to the things that really matter, I have quite a strong footing. I know what I want at least when it comes to guys, so in that category, it takes a lot for me to waver. I know that I want, no, need a strong, godly, missionary of a husband who only ever pushes me forward in my relationship with God, not pull me back from Him. And sorry, guys, I'm not looking for a hot date, I'm looking for a husband. (That usually scares them away ;)

Now, I've never had a boyfriend. I've never had any guy show serious interest in me, and I used to have the whole "what the heck??" attitude about it. But ya know, I am so thankful for it now, because it's only been for the past year or so that I've been so sure of what I'm looking for when it comes to my future husband: a good, courageous man who makes me smile and laugh, who's strong and protective, yet silly and sweet. A man who'll sing me to sleep, even if he's got a terrible voice ;) A man who cherishes children, and gives them a place in his heart. A man who'll stay up all night with me to watch Disney movies and color. ;) A man who makes me feel safe, and who loves God with all of his heart. He is who I'm waiting for.

And I mean, think about it: did Aurora have a ton of boyfriends before she met Philip? Was Cinderella the girl all the boys were after before she met the prince? Did Snow White date around before she met Prince Charming? Nah ;)

See, my Father's a king, and therefore, I'm automatically a princess. And I'm waiting for the prince that my Daddy's got picked out for me. So, sorry boys...I'm indirectly, in a weird, slightly confusing way, already taken.

;)

the only thing missing is snow :o

It's that Christmas time of year, and I am savoring it. I mean, it's really only here for about a month and then it's "Let's move on to Valentine's Day!!" Ah, it kills me.

So here I sit, in my far too warm room, with a Christmas movie on: "A Season for Miracles", on the Hallmark channel. It's one I saw when I was little and it has been a classic in our family ever since! So romantically Christmassy! (Although even though I'm quite a romantic, I still don't understand falling head over heels 100% in love in 2 weeks...it's like Titanic, where they fell in love in 2 days. Eh.)

Yesterday, I bought Christmas lights that are vintage-y Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, Pluto, and Donald Duck; they're the ones that are pictures lit up? They're fantastic, and just a bit ago, I hung them up with my other plainly colorful Christmas lights all around my room. *sigh*.

My room is smelling deliciously like candy corn (thank you Yankee Candle tart burner), while I smell deliciously like clementines; 'tis the season! ;D

Today, we had an early Thanksgiving at my MomMom and Pappy's (my Mom's side of the family) where we ate Papa John's pizza and ordered Thirty-One bags and such ;) Not your traditional Thanksgiving event, but this is our first year that we won't be there on Thanksgiving day, and I think we weren't quite sure what to do with it! See, we're going to be at my Nana and Pap's this year (my Dad's side), because my older brother has to work on Thanksgiving day, and I work early the next morning until 11 o'clock at night, so instead of traveling the 2 hours to my MomMom's, we're staying home with to be with my Dad's side this year. I'm not sure what this will be like, since in all of my 18 years I've never had a Thanksgiving at my Nana's! It's such tradition for us to travel to MomMom's, have a somewhat dramatic, yet lovely time, stay over Wednesday night, and get up early Thursday morning to watch the parades and such. We'd eat Thanksgiving lunch/dinner, stay till early evening, head home in the dark while listening to Christmas music, and sometimes watching the snow fall outside of the windows...then we'd go straight to my Nan's to heat up Thanksgiving leftovers for dinner, and see the Christmas tree the whole family had worked so hard to put up!

Now, that's what I'm most excited for this year! First of all, finally getting to see how they get that 15 foot tall tree in the house (I've always wondered!) and getting to help decorate it! Oooh so exciting! But still, I'm a bit sad not to be going to my MomMom's...oh well, I guess. It's just this year I suppose! And hope ;)

Update on my coffee phase: after a week of drinking it just about nonstop, and after getting horribly sick today after three cups of delicious Caramel flavored coffee doused in cream and sugar, I think this phase is coming to an end. I shall try my best to keep my coffee drinking to the simple testing of yummy Harry and David coffee flavors.

I hope your guys' weather outside isn't frightful just yet! I know ours isn't :P

that's where I will always love you, that's where I will be waiting

Don't worry...I like musical guys too, Lucy ;D

How romantic! le sigh.

Yeah, I'm starting to think this...I know of at least one guy I've scared away with my incessant chatter! Hehee...(sometimes, scaring them away can be a good thing!!)

I want this, please.

I don't know what it is about this photo...but I love it.

Saw Puss in Boots tonight; so cute! He's too ridiculously adorable. It should be illegal.

Sometimes, I'm jealous of the girls with sure hair colors. Like, "Oh, look at me, I've got distinctly red hair, blonde hair, black hair, yadda yadda". I don't even know what color my hair is. It's not brown. It's not blonde. Sigh. I'm so petty.

I kind of wish Rob Pattinson had never played Edward Cullen. I like him so much in everything but the Twilight movies. It just doesn't fit him, if you ask me.

I just want to hug him.

Hahahaha. They're talking about Justin Beiber by the way ;D

I'm realizing that whether you live in a giant castle, or in a little old shack, what matters most is who you're with.

:)

six Irish creams and four sugars later...

~I've never been much for coffee. Too bitter for me. But yesterday, a coworker introduced me to cream and sugar, and I proceeded to drink 6 or 7 relatively small cups of Vermont Maple coffee (yum! Thank you Harry & David!). So tonight, I'm craving it. I mean, it was incredible. So I make my aunt take me to Sheetz and show me how to get coffee. What do I do? I get a large. Why? Because I'm gluttonous, and the medium and small just looked so tiny. So then we go back home and I drink the entire thing, thinking "Pffft it won't affect me!". Well, well, well. First came the giggles. Then the calm (just long enough to drive home though). Then I started breathing funny. Now I've got this horrible crampy stomach ache, and my chest feels odd. Not to mention I'm feeling very awake. At 11:40 at night. Aye aye aye. So guys and dolls, what is the lesson learned here?
1. When exposing yourself to new foods and beverages that contain ingredients that you're not used to, and therefore will most likely definitely affect you, don't start out with a large.
2. Don't use Google for medical questions. Because then you find articles about caffeine overdosing that list "death" as one of the symptoms, and then you're afraid to go to sleep. Stupid Google.

~Guess what!! Icy roads are back in season!! Woohoo! No. But hey, at least ice pretty much terrifies me, and thus I become a superbly cautious driver, and thus shall I avoid ever getting caught for speeding ;)

~Did I tell you my aunt Abby had her baby???? Her 5th boy! Nathan Isaiah is his name, and he's got loads of beautiful hair! Ah, babies. I love 'em. Except, newborns make me nervous...they're so fragile! I wonder if when you have a baby of your own, you just automatically go into motherly mode and skip the nervousness part? Hmm. I guess I'll find out someday! (At least, hopefully! ;)

~Have any of ya'll caught that new show "Once Upon a Time"? It's like Disney movies come to life. :) Kind of...I'm excited for this week's episode. It's about Cinderella! Hehehe ;D

~So you remember how I had three jobs? Well, now it's only 2. See, here's the story. 3 schedules are VERY easy to overlap. So of course, this happened, and the one day I go into Yankee Candle and see on the schedule that every shift they've scheduled me overlaps with something else, because I didn't get my other schedules into the Yankee manager soon enough. So one of the assistant managers comes back and without thinking too much about it, I say "I think I'm going to have to quit", and before I know it, the other assistant manager who's there has me writing my resignation notice for the main manager! And so it was.
But I didn't feel good about it. And I thought to myself, "I really do NOT like the maternity store. At all. Maybe I should quit there and see if Yankee will take me back?" But I knew I couldn't do that, because Motherhood was giving me the hours. So I go into Yankee on Monday (I quit on Saturday) to talk to the manager about my conflicting schedule, and she's wonderful. Telling me how sad she was to see me go, and that if I ever saw them on the job board, to go in and she would rehire me. But she did ask me to work on Black Friday evening because she'd had 3 other people quit. Now I love this manager. I feel more loyal to her than the other two, so of course I say yes. Now, I work at Harry and David on Black Friday as well, so thats from 8 in the morning to 10 at night in all that I work. And I will NOT work 24 hours straight. Too much for me! So I go in to Motherhood, the store I really don't like, and tell that manager that I can't work Black Friday. She immediately tells me that I need to give her my two week notice. So she fired me, but officially, I quit.
So I scurry back over to Yankee Candle (with a huge smile on my face; I love Yankee, and didn't want to give it up!), and ask the manager to take me back. Thank goodness, she said yes!
It worked out so perfectly that it can only be a gift from God Himself! So now I'm done to 2 jobs, but both jobs that I like! *sigh of happiness*

~By the way, Christmas is only like, a month and a half away. Eeep! :D :D :D
Oh yeah, and it snowed today. *sigh* :)