que sera, sera: August 2008

So true.

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From this blog I found.

Oh, and this "piece of flair" from Facebook is BLOWING my freakin MIND.

A good day.

Well, life has recently gone back to the way it was approximately 3 months ago (almost). The sister is gone, and so are the two little critters she brought with her. There, I am left here with a empty two story house and a very lonely critter of my own who absolutely will not leave me alone and makes me trip every step I take because she's wrapped around my ankles, and gets into bed with me, and when I try to get a break and come up on the computer-- this happens.

It's quite sad, really. I'm gone at work, or over at Craig's or out running an endless amount of errands (which seem to be piling up a lot the past few days) and so she's left alone in the house, and then smothers me when I return. It's a good thing she's cute and furry or else it might get annoying.

Anyways, onto a more serious topic.
Today, for no apparent reason (besides the obvious fact that I am loved by the Creator of everything), I was showered with a bright, positive, optimistic, happy, excited feeling about life. I all of the sudden felt light, weightless, and worryless. Which, let me tell you, doesn't happen often due to my own downfalls of not completely trusting in the Lord. But it came. I have been feeling restless and anxious and ready to just do anything else besides the monotony of what I'm doing right now, but I could tell that I was being asked to be patient. Well, today, that antsy feeling was gone. I feel like what I am anticipating (even though it hasn't been fully revealed to me yet) is coming soon. Or, at least will be revealed completely to me soon.

There are several things I'm praying about which could take me out of state to several possible destinations, which is exciting (and scary) for me. But... so far... I have the support of every important person in my life. That shows me that I am truly loved if the people I hold closest and I know hold me close as well, are supportive of me leaving. How selfless and how beautiful and how freeing.

I truly give myself to my God, and I cannot to see where that sends me. I am not afraid!

Amazing paper sculptures

These are all three dimensional little paper sculptures, cut from the paper, and then stood up in a way that its still connected to the piece of paper. Very cool.

More here.

Rain stories.

Today, on my way out to a cemetary, my sister and I drove through rain. A lot of rain. The kind where you can't see where you're driving.

I think I might have mentioned in the past that I love rain. If I didn't, and you don't already know- I love rain. Not just any kind of rain though. A sprinkle is nice, but I don't like the muggy misty kind of rain that just feels like the air is damp. The kind of rain that I love is the kind that downpours. The sheets and sheets of nothing by huge droplets being scattered across your windshield, window pane at home, or your feet if you're the kind that likes to go out and experience the sheets first hand. That would be me, by the way. Unless I have freshly straightened hair (vain, I know) I like to go out in the rain!

I used to be a bit more of a fanatic of going out into the downpour. I remember several times in high school during lunch, it'd be heavy showers outside and I would leave the gym, go outside, take off my shoes (probably shoulda rolled up my pants too, go out into the parking lot, and become a little girl. It was ridiculous and part of it was probably (most definitely) to get attention (look at her! She's crazy! And so carefree! blah blah haha), but mostly I really did love being out there and feeling out of the normal bubble humans live in (we all must stay dry!) and jump around and splash in the puddles being created by the tons and tons of rain falling down onto the parking lot. Every once in a while, one of my good buds would run out there with me and be carefree right alongside their strange slightly attention-seeking friend.

One specific time, however, my friend Megan did the unthinkable with me (she actually barely has a memory of this happening, but it was most definitely her that was with me, I remember it so clearly). We not only walked out of the gym, removed our shoes, and went out into the parking lot... we continued with the adventure. We left the parking lot, walked down the street and kept walking. All the while becoming absolutely drenched from head to toe in the rain. No joke, we looked like we had run and jumped into a pool by the time we were finished. And then, we went to class like that. Can you believe that? I remember loving it and loving that my friend came with me to venture down Little Elm in the storm and then go to class to freeze our butts off and have teachers shaking their heads at the immature high school girls who decided to take a dip in the streets in the middle of a school day. I didn't feelimmature though. I felt carefree.

Another specific rain memory I have was one time when I was at worship band practice for the Church of the Hills youth group, and it was just the band in the sanctuary and we were about to go into the song "Intimacy" and all of the sudden we heard pellets upon pellets of rain hitting the roof, and we could tell it was some intense rain going on outside, so we all went to look out the doors. Sure enough, it was the kind I love. Couldn't even tell the parking lot was black because everything was a solid color of silver and gray from all the rain. So, I did what I always did- I ran out there. My friend Lauren was with me, and she came out there as well. We ran around for a bit, and then came back in and instantly started singing "Intimacy" with the band because they'd already started playing the song. I remember it was such a powerful time of worship, and it was just practice! I remember having my eyes closed and when I opened them, I looked around at the few people involved with tech and lights and everyone else on stage and we all had our arms raised and we were just singing so loud. I don't know how the rain made it more intense and intimate for me, but it did. I had just been outside frolicking around in creation and ran back in, soaked, and dove right into worship. I miss those times on stage.

I just love rain. There's just something about it.

A bunch of random stuff that was interesting to the eyes of Christi.

And maybe to yours as well.

Handy.

This is actually an arial view of a rehabilitation center.

A Lexus that could maybe... cut you??

I itch for change

I'm bored with working full time at a place I've worked at the majority of my life since 2005. I am either at work... or at home, or with friends. Thats it. I itch for something else! I'm bored! I wanna GO somewhere or DO something I don't do on a regular basis. I'm thinking about going back to school part time next semester. It's too late this semester. I also find myself getting so bored in the monotony of life right now, that I even start thinking maybe I could get a second job somewhere easy and fun. This always happens once I've gone back to Rudy's and have worked there for several months. There's no way I'll quit, because I know I'd just get another office job that will burn me out and make me fatter from sitting at a stinking desk all day and I'll just want to come back to Rudy's. So, I'm sticking to Rudy's. It's busy and exciting enough to make me want to stay. But, it definitely is a part of the monotony problem.

I know I shouldn't get a second job to pile onto my full time job at Rudy's because everytime i've had two jobs, I am never ever home and never ever have time for a social life and always end up regretting it. So, I am trying very hard to listen to my past experiences but it is so difficult when I am so BORED. I'm not down or unhappy with any of the relationships in my life-- and I love, love the time I get with those people and wouldn't change any of that for anything. I just want something different. The idea of going back to school makes the mouth of my mind water. Haha. Does that make sense? Well, it just makes me very excited. I walk through the grocery store and I see notebooks and binders and I'm like ohhh oh oh I wanna buy those. Or I watch Craig sign up for his classes online and I literally feel jealous! Or I hear Becky talking about the classes she's going to be taking this semester and how she's about to head back to school and I just wish I could do that too!

Hmph. I'm praying, praying, praying on why there is this itch in my mind and my restless being to DO something. Anything.
Okay, that is all:)
Christi