I Heart Deliveriesl!

Espcially when it's my Mary Kay Starter Kit that was delivered a day early! SWEET!!!

After speaking with my director on Saturday morning, she told to to expect my starter kit to be delivered on Tuesday. {bummer!} I have this thing where as soon as I order something online, I want it NOW! I know, I'm like a kid waiting for Santa Claus. So, in the middle of all my, "busy work" on Monday I went outside to get something out of my car and....:

 WAHOO!!!! It's here and it was early! Boomshaka-laka! I couldn't wait to rip it open and play with learn about all my new products.

 Look at all the cool stuff!!!

  Clyde however could care less, he's pouting on his bed next to his towel since I gave him a bath.

I've already scheduled my debut party and can't wait! Right now I'm waiting for the RSVPs. So far I have one. My Aunt Becky. I'm glad my she'll be there, I miss her so much and I know she'll love Mary Kay! I'm hoping to get a lot of people in. I'm so excited to be starting this! I'll keep yall posted. { all 3 subscribers :P }

Cake!

This week I got a rush order on a cake from an old friend of mine. I've known her since elementary and hadn't seen her since high school. God is so good to bring me in new business and an opportunity to see an old friend!

Here are some pics of the cake she ordered. It's a Lamborghini Gallardo for her husband's birthday party.

I also shot a little video to get the full 360 view. Please pardon the wonkiness of the video, I've had some back problems and this particular day I had a little bit of a limp going on. Also, the sound in the background is the oven vent....forgot to turn it off. :/

It's Official!

I am now a Mary Kay Beauty Consultant! After much prayer and consideration I made the decision to jump in. I'm very excited about where God is leading me and pray that he will bless my business beyond measure. I had my first conference call this morning at 8am and am working on a list of goals I want to will reach in my first year. My starter kit has been ordered and is on it's way. I should have all of my "goodies" by Tuesday. This is when I'll get to organize everything and start testing the product. {wahoo!}

Now, I will need as many faces as I can get ahold of to practice facials. If you are interested in helping me out, please let me know! My goal is to do 30 faces in 30 days so I can get a routine down and so I won't stammer when I speak.

There are so many great opportunities with this company. One thing I love is their list of priorities:
God first. Family second. Business third.

Not only do they say this, they actually live it out! If you want anymore information about possible becoming a fellow consultant, let me know!

How to drive in Down Town Fort Worth....Especially Near the Hospitals

Over the past 11 years I've been to each of the major hospitals there more times than I'd like to count. Throughout that time I've learned some things that driver's ed and momma just didn't cover.  So, I've put together a few simple rules/guidelines for you to follow so that you too can fit in with the locals. Here ya go:


•Keep to the right on a one-way street.

•Take the first parking space you see. There will not be another.

•Don’t get in the way of a car that needs extensive bodywork.

•Always look both ways when running a red light.

•Never signal a lane change. It only gives other drivers a chance to speed up and not let you in.

•Never make eye contact. It revokes your right of way.

Now, that being said, I MUST share with you the countryside manner of driving in Texas. {my favorite!}

•Tractors always have the right of way.

•If someone behind you wants to go faster than you, pull over into the shoulder and allow them to pass.
      Proper ettiquette also requires the car that passed to either give a wave to say thanks
      OR flash the emergency lights

•People in the country are friendly, everyone waves at each other. However don't wave like a monkey! A simple lift of the pointer finger will do just fine.

Beacuase I Said I Would....

I know I've been neglectful of this blog lately. I'm just so busy, and frankly on some days I'm just frazzled. I've tried to think of something to talk about that won't ential me writing a small novel.

I’ve got nothing.



Zip.

Zero.

Nada.

At night, I'm either doing laundry, cooking supper, and working on things for my Connect Group, Children's Church Curriculum and Vacation Bible School stuff. Sometimes I like to take a break to and just chill. That, and get crafty. I have been making a lot of greeting cards lately. Maybe I'll post about that soon.

But alas, right now I have no stunning posts on any of these subjects. All the deep stuff isn’t for public consumption right now.

I did tell myself at the beginning of the year that I was going to follow through with this whole blog thing. So even though there's no "meat" in this post, it's still going up...Because I said I would!

What’s happening at your place this week?

It's "Clyde Day" !!!!!

What?! YOU haven't heard of this day?! Today is the one year anniversary of when Clyde went to Tim's house "for just two days." I guess this requires a little back story for those of you that don't know the story. For those of you that know the story, scroll down for pictures! 

A year ago on March 17th I was driving home late from Tim's house. We had watched some Redbox movie, so I was going to stop on the way home to drop it off. There are two places RIGHT next to my house. Anyone that knows me can testify to the fact that I'm a creature of habit. Every time I go to a certain restaurant I order the same thing. I only drink Diet Coke when I order my soda. I never change the way I do things. I always drive home the same exact way. This drives Tim crazy :P

However, this night for some reason my mind kept thinking of all the different ways to get home. Instead of taking my usual exit, I drove an extra 1.5 miles to another exit. I felt like such a rebel. {Yes, I know I'm lame.} As I'm driving down this snaky road I have to decide to take a left or go straight...I actually struggled with this decision...Oy vey! I finally made a last minute decision as the light approached. The car turned right. I was all over the place this night. I was out of control!

I quickly changed my mind again and turned immediately into the Walgreen's parking lot. That is where I found this little guy:

Say it with me, "AWWWWWW!"

How could I leave this sweet little scared puppy? I couldn't!!! He came right up to me, looking very timid and hungry. He had no collar on and he was emaciated. You could see all his little ribs. I gently approached him and pet him a little bit. He was very sweet, but cautious. I ran inside the store to ask if anyone knew anything about the dog, and they said he'd been hanging around and they'd be calling the pound to come get him.

BAM! HOOK LINE AND SINKER....This little guy is coming home with ME!

I called him over to me, picked him up and put him in my car. The next day we were driving to San Antonio to come see my grandparents and great grandma. I couldn't leave him at my house. I have three of my own dogs, and we didn't even know if this little guy was sick or not.

In the morning I was able to take a better look at him and saw that he was a purebred brindle Boxer. His tail was clipped and he was fixed. I thought that surely he would have a microchip. Some one obviously spent A LOT of money on him. I ran to my vet, they checked him a few times. No dice.

My neighbor has a Boxer that is his shadow. Max goes everywhere my neighbor goes. So I went three doors down and knocked on his door, told him the whole story and he decided to come take a look. By this time, the puppy and I were buddies, so when we came to the gate on the side of the house we were greeted with the "hula." That's how he wags his tail since he only has a nubbin. My neighbor fell in love. However, he too, had three dogs at home and couldn't take another one. But man did he want this little guy.

Ok, time to make some other arrangements that don't include the pound. I called the local Boxer rescues. They were all full and wanted me to leave him at the pound and if they had a spot open they'd come get him. I DON'T THINK SO!!!

Alright, I'm getting desperate. Last resort. I shoot Tim a text asking him if he knows anyone that may want a Boxer puppy. He actually texted me back asking for details about the little guy. YES! I immediately called him and practically begged him to watch the puppy at least for two days til I came home and would figure out what to do with him. {While secretly praying Tim would fall in love and keep him} Tim agreed to puppy sit for the weekend!!!

After I dropped off the little guy I ran back to my house to load up the car and leave. Before driving 2 miles from my house Tim called and while we were talking he said the dog's name was Clyde. SUCCESS!!!!

One year and 30 lbs later, this is Mr. Clyde Wiggle-Nubbin ***** (You don't really need his last name, do ya?):



He's such a nutty dog. He always wants to play and is always keeping us laughing. I love this dog and can't imagine not having a Boxer as a future pet. Here are some other pictures of Clyde:

Being nosy:

 Being lazy:

 Missing his daddy:

 Scared of a big bug:

 Prancing around and playing:

 Happy face:

And that is the story of Mr. Clyde. The most wicked-awesome Boxer in the world!



You Don't HAVE to Like It, Just Eat It!

I NEVER wanted to finish what was on my plate as a child and would be forced to spend what felt like hours at the dinner table staring at my plate. Even if I liked what was on the table, I just didn't want to eat it all. The rule was, you had to, "clean your plate." I would sit there and just pray that it would *poof* disappear, but it never happened. Over and over again I would hear this: “You don’t have to like it, you just have to eat it.”

This is a basic principle I feel all children need to learn because they’re going to need it when they’re adults, and if they don’t learn it, they won’t really become adults.

Life is full of duties, and a duty is something we have to do whether we like it or not. Duty is something that one is expected or required to do by moral or legal obligation i.e., the respectful and obedient conduct due a parent, spouse, superior, elder, etc.

So, for example, a child is not required to like his beets, but he is required to eat it if that is what his parent told him to do. The parent is in a position of authority and sees what is good for the child regarding the nutrition of beets; the child, not appreciating this truth, complains, “I don’t like beets.” The parent in turn responds, “You don’t have to like it, you just have eat it.” When the child eats it he does his duty, obeying his parent. He also reaps the nutritional benefits. Perhaps, later, he will also come to like beets. For the record, I HATE do not enjoy beets.

A person who has learned to do their duty, and not simply to follow the impulses of their likes and dislikes, has not only learned to see beyond the moment, they have learned to trust God who has given authority to others over them. A person who cannot submit to others cannot submit to God. Like a child, their short-sighted desires dictate their behavior. Moreover, like spoiled and indulged children, these “grown-ups” are no fun to be around.