Nothing Profound

• Jordan says "Don't worry 'bout a man, Miss Patty. There's other fish in the sea, only they aint like me. I'm a great white, they're rare." It isn't as if it's obvious or anything ... but the boy is full of himself. The old ladies adore him, and he just eats it up.

• On my way to work this morning, I got behind this little Orange Kubota farm tractor for some of the longest three minutes of my life. I wondered if I would ever make it to work on time, but it was fine. * smiles *

• Working late tonight and pretty much breaking my neck to make it to church in time, you have no idea what relief it was to get to church and find Caleb at the piano. For thirty minutes, I kept wondering what on earth they would do if their pianist didn't make it in time to play. But thankfully, Caleb voluntarilly filled in for me and made me want to cry. I was beyond relieved, honestly.

• Apparently, the teens were discussing how the world influences us in youth group tonight. Commercials -- Victoria Secret ones, in particular -- were used for an example. One of the younger teen guys raised his hand and said, "What's wrong with them? Girls need ... oh. I guess they don't have to use the models." When the girls told me this, I laughed. It was more of the you-had-to-be-there moments, but still I found it pretty comical.

• Little old ladies with handicap signs hanging from their mirrors, ordering ice cream cones in drive-thru scare me. Why is it that they insist on cruising around town like that? I know how good and fine it is to enjoy ice cream & sunshine all at once, but really ... no texting while driving should also mean, NO ice cream cones while driving too. Well, that didn't come out quite right, but you know what I'm getting at. I'll just tippy-toe off my soap box now ...

• Today, I met a black man named White. This made me smile, he leaned over the counter and said "Isn't that the funniest thing you ever heard, little lady?" Oh, how I do love a good sense of humor.

• My manager Billy says, "Hey, you're not a bad dude. I mean, as a girl you pretty much stink ... but you don't make a half bad dude, pal." To this, I nod my head. "Ahmm, I see how it is. Oh Billy Billy, what are we gonna do with you?" We all love to pick on Billy, probably because he can basically give and take with an easy-going attitude. Billy's our cheerleader at work, he said to me one day "Brittany. Brittany. She's our man! If she can't do it, we'll call Stan." So today, he asked me how things were coming out front. I told he better call Stan ... he turned all Doctor Seuss and said, "Stan's busy, there's a new plan -- Brittany. Brittany. She's our man! If she can't do it, no one can." How very original. * laughing muchly. *

• Tomorrow is my half day off, I'm thrilled beyond words. There is so much joy in my soul just now that I would probably be smiling alot if I had the energy. But you want to know something kind of funny? I'm losing my voice now after having a high school group today | lines out both doors | and ME having to shout to be heard. This was all still strange and new for me, I don't typically do the whole yelling thing when I first meet somebody, but really it was beyond neccessary today.

• People aren't always what they seem. Some are better | some are worse. But it's learning to see past their faults and their fake smiles to who they truly are. This is something that hit me like a rock the other morning at work, and I thought "Wow. That's really true!"

• Last, but certainly not least. In God's eyes I am more than the sum of all my past mistakes and the choices that I've made. To God, I am so much! I love that muchly.