Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
Yes, I hear you singing along. :) Thank you Mr. Rogers!
Today really is a beautiful day in my neighborhood and I hope it is in yours too. The temperatures have definitely dipped, especially at night, and I haven't had my thermostat on in 3 days. I love what this weather does to my electric bill (which I just remembered is due).
I'm wearing one of my AWESOME STEALS from my shopping extravangza to Sherman last weekend-a purple and cream wide-striped, button sweater hoodie that I got for $9.99! (And to my mother, I'm sorry that I am breaking my cardinal rule of wearing horizontal stripes but this was too cute to pass up. Pictures will follow shortly as evidence.) Not to mention that I paired said sweater with my perfect dark wash, boot-cut denim pants (not jeans) and high heel boots. I love when I feel this cute! (Because it's a rare feeling, folks.)
Last night was the annual fundraiser gala for the Paris Pregnancy Care Center and since I work with one of the board members, she invited me and the guests of my choice. So I attended with 4 girls from church and we had a great time. Volunteers had decorated the civic center very tastefully for the event and the food was DELICIOUS-pork bbq, red hot apples (made with real candy Red Hots), chicken creole, au gratin potatoes, pasta salad & raspberry vinagrette green salad. Not to mention the mexican cornbread, cranberry bread and mini-dessert pastries (banana pudding, chocolate strawberry & coconut cream). And after having stuffed myself to the slightly uncomfortable point, we heard the very inspiring story of Donna Paul, sister-in-law to the presidential candidate, Ron Paul. She is a nurse who has worked extensively with Dr. Paul during his time in practice and her story of choosing to carry her date-rape pregnancy full-term and then giving up her son for adoption only to reunite with him 38 years later was heart-warming. This son had flown in from the state of Washington to hear the speech and there were very few dry eyes in the house. The testimonies of the girls (Anglo, African-American and Hispanic) who have been helped by this minstry were inspiring and stirred my spirit in my desire to serve. What a great cause and a great evening!
Today I'm heading to Arlington to spend time with Z and his fam. I'm accompanying him and the youth intern at their church to a "Hell House" (I hate that term). It's basically a Christian haunted house that presents the message of salvation to teenagers in a relevant manner. Check it out: www.darkrailhellhouse.com. It's my first event to "chaperone" w/Z but it should be good. I'm excited! Tomorrow, his fam is cooking out since his sister's fiancee will be in town. I can't wait-they are such good cooks but I'm just hoping the upside down german chocolate cake I baked last night will make it untouched to Arlington. It looks SOOO good!
Of course this weekend will fly by all too quickly and since my Sunday will be spent teaching Sunday School, singing Christmas songs with the children, and churchin' it up, I'm sure Monday will be here before I can blink my eyes. There's big news for next weekend and no it's not that I'm fulfilling everyone's wishes and dressing up as Little Bo Peep for Halloween. I actually have NO plans for Friday night-which is amazing. I usually have at least one event lined up but it might be a good chance for
Ok, so this a long post and most of you have probably given up on finishing it (except you, Mom because you have to be able to call me and talk about your verbose daughter) but here's a last piece of info up for discussion. My little bro-the tech geek of the fam-just texted and said he bought an old iphone for $100 that he might part with soon and wants to know if I'm interested. What are your thoughts people??? I've never seen an iphone up close and personal in real life much less touched one. Should I do it?
Enjoy a beautiful weekend full of God's bountious blessings!
Love to all,
B
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
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