What I'm doing with my life

1. I just made manicotti for the first time.

2. I signed up to be a part of the Thomas Nelson Book Review Bloggers program. Very excited. They are sending me Ted Dekker's Green. Free books. :D

3. I joined a gym today.

4. I have a date tomorrow. We'll call him B.

5. I talked myself out of spending money today.

6. I went grocery shopping yesterday and plan to eat at home for the next week. (Unless someone else is paying, of course.)

7. I joined the choir at church.

8. I am looking for a cake decorating class.

9. I am looking into going back to school next semester for Organizations Communications.

10. I am in week 3 of my Beth Moore study. This week the big challenge is realizing that I am to treat myself as though I am holy since I am being sanctified. What do I watch? What do I listen to? How do I behave on dates? How do I speak? What do I read?

After I got over the shock and devasation of the break up, I realized that I am not stressed out nearly as much as I was. We were afraid I had an ulcer; I feel fine. I'm sleeping better, and I'm actually happier. Yes, there are still sometimes that I miss him, and there are times that I wish that we could be friends one day, but I still think that this would be unwise.

I like my life now. There is a lot of room for improvement of course, but I'm working on it. Next project: get in to the habit of doing laundry weekly and actually hang it up rather than just wear it out of the basket...

Get a room.

Yesterday at Barnes & Noble (where I go to read, do my Beth Moore study and just drink coffee) I saw a married couple about my parents' age enjoying not only their coffee, (a cappucino for her and a frappucino for him,) but also each other's company. They sat across from each other, leaning forward and staring into each other's eyes like two young college students on a seventh date, but with all of the comfort and confidence in each other that probably came from 2.5 children and 5,000 mornings of his seeing her with no makeup and 5,000 nights of her thinking his bald spot is actually kinda sexy. They laughed, they talked, they sat quietly... but they weren't watching anyone but each other.

I wish my parents looked at each other like that.

How am I doing?

Very well, thank you.
Karen Jones kicked me in the rear, pointing out that we don't have the right to be angry with God. After Christ's work on the cross, if He never did anything else for us, never showed up at all, we'd still owe Him everything.
Thank you, Karen.

So of course I'm talking to God again, and I'm going to a Beth Moore Bible study. See? I was going to be married. After all, Beth Moore does require the same strength of commitment. The study is already tearing me up.

More on that later.

I am dating again. I figure, he says he's never coming back, I know I want to get married one day, I'm definitely not getting any younger, so dating it is.

More on that later as well.

This weekend I am joining the choir.
I am currently looking for affordable places to move once A gets married. I will then begin looking for a dog. A very tiny dog. And after I have HER spayed, I will buy her an adorable little sweater. She will be named after a princess. She will be very obviously a girl's dog.

Can't get a male dog yet. That's reserved for much later, when I can get a boxer that I will name Harvey. He won't wear sweaters, but he WILL have Halloween costumes.

Have a wonderful day my friends, and hopefully you will hear from me much more frequently.
Love as always,
C